415. Double Beauty Service

Inside the room.

The steam rising from the breakfast on the table gradually faded.

Qian Renjue sat at the edge of the table.

Looking at the breakfast prepared by Hu Liena, he had completely lost his appetite.

He could only let Ling Yuan 'fill' her stomach first before discussing anything else.

Qian Renjue gritted his teeth.

The light in his violet eyes flickered uncertainly, as he resisted the icy chill while his body temperature steadily climbed.

Lowering his head, his hands pressed tightly against the table as he stared at Ling Yuan. The spoon in her hand was on the verge of bending under her grip.

“Hoo—”

Nearly half an hour passed.

The heat dissipated.

Qian Renjue couldn’t help but raise his hand to cover his face, his expression betraying a hint of compromise.

He had no choice but to let Ling Yuan eat her fill.

Bang!

Ling Yuan finished eating and stood up abruptly, accidentally hitting the table.

Without pausing, she hurriedly scrambled away on all fours, almost rolling out of the room.

She stumbled into the flower bed in the courtyard, quickly stood up, and fled the scene in haste.

Her cheeks puffed, her head hung low, and her hands covered her flushed lips, battling the alternating sensations of hot and cold within her.

“...”

Qian Renjue let out a long sigh, staring at the now cold breakfast on the table.

He lowered his gaze helplessly, his face showing a trace of awkwardness.

How could Ling Yuan act like this?!

She didn’t even clean up after eating!

Looking at the leftovers on the table, Qian Renjue weakly set down his spoon.

A perfectly fine breakfast—how did he end up on the menu?

Just as he was about to clean up, a sudden streak of red emerged from inside his robes.

Noticing this, Qian Renjue’s heart sank.

There’s another one to feed?!

“Master~”

A soft, coquettish voice echoed in Qian Renjue’s ears, dripping with seductive charm.

A vein popped on Qian Renjue’s forehead as he raised his eyes.

On the table where the breakfast had been placed, a graceful and elegant beauty lay sprawled.

Her long azure hair cascaded down, and her enchanting eyes shimmered like water.

Her delicate figure pressed against the table seemed ready to spill out of her dress, making the scene almost unbearably confined.

Her skin was fairer than the tofu pudding Hu Liena had made earlier.

Ah Yin licked her lips, her crimson eyes full of teasing, and murmured softly with a seductive smile:

“Master~ Surely you’re in the mood now, aren’t you?”

“I…”

Qian Renjue sighed helplessly, gripping the spoon in his hand.

Pressing his fingers against his temples, he said:

“Ah Yin, I’m really not in the mood right now. Let’s do this another time.”

“No problem, Master. Leave it all to me~”

Ah Yin shook her head, determined not to miss her chance.

Ignoring his reluctance, she continued boldly:

“Master can eat what he likes, and I’ll eat what I desire.”

“What?!”

Qian Renjue leaned against the table, keeping himself composed to prevent Ah Yin from doing as she pleased.

Clutching the unfinished tofu pudding in his hands, he said with a mix of amusement and exasperation:

“Ah Yin, Ling Yuan just finished 'eating' moments ago.”

“I know, Master!”

Ah Yin replied matter-of-factly, her tone understanding as she slid gracefully off the table.

Standing beside Qian Renjue, she leaned down, her azure eyes glinting as she glanced at the leftover mess Ling Yuan had left behind.

Her red lips brushed against Qian Renjue’s ear, and she murmured infatuatedly:

“Master~ I don’t mind following after Lady Ling Yuan. I’ll make sure to clean it all up first.”

“What the—?!”



Qian Renjue's expression was one of shock, and his thoughts were filled with an urge to flee.

But he feared that if he rejected Ah Yin, he would have to guard against her sneaky attempts to "steal a bite" in the future. He didn't have the patience for such constant vigilance.

Ah Yin gently placed her delicate hand on Qian Renjue's knee, her tone soft yet tinged with grievance:

"Master, how is it that Lady Ling Yuan can eat, but your servant cannot?"

"It's not like that!"

Qian Renjue covered his face in exasperation, avoiding the sight of the voluptuous beauty beside him. Favoring one over the other in her presence did seem inappropriate.

"Master~"

Pouting slightly, Ah Yin leaned in, her soft hand stroking gently as her warm breath tickled Qian Renjue's ear.

Qian Renjue closed his eyes, let out a deep breath, and ate a mouthful of breakfast. His voice was calm yet resigned:

"Just remember to clean up after you're done."

"Wonderful! Thank you, Master!"

Ah Yin’s voice carried a coy shyness, but her eyes gleamed with excitement as she eagerly set to work, leaving no scraps behind.

As Ah Yin enjoyed herself, an unexpected dark light flickered across Qian Renjue’s body, accompanied by a chilling aura.

Six black wings slowly unfurled.

"Master?"

Ah Yin’s voice was muffled as she looked up in confusion, her azure eyes meeting Qian Renjue’s spirit-possessed form.

Qian Renjue, overwhelmed by the situation, decided to activate his spirit to escape.

In his Fallen Angel state, his emotions turned slightly volatile. With a cold tone, he barked:

"Quiet! If you're going to eat, then hurry up and finish it cleanly!"

Before she could respond, Qian Renjue grabbed Ah Yin.

"Ah—"

Ah Yin let out a soft cry, her blue eyes misty with tears as she looked at him, feeling wronged. Yet she obediently complied.

It’s fine, she thought. Master can make it up to me later.

Ruffling her soft hair, Qian Renjue composed himself and calmly began eating the tofu pudding prepared by Hu Liena.

Ling Yuan had eaten hers warm, accompanied by cold water to balance the heat. But by the time Ah Yin arrived, it had already cooled.

By now, Qian Renjue was indifferent to whether the food was hot or cold—as long as it filled his stomach.


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Meanwhile, Ling Yuan dashed out of the courtyard, her pace swift.

She quickly returned to her own quarters, shut the door, and leaned against it.

Gulp, gulp—

Lifting her head, she let out a breath, a mix of warm steam and cold mist escaping her lips before vanishing completely.

The icy tea, brimming with vitality, coursed through her stomach.

"Ugh!"

Turning to lean against the door, she bit her lip, her face flushed red. Her short hair was slightly disheveled, and her eyes glimmered with a dreamy light.

Breathing heavily, she muttered softly to herself:

"It seems the time has indeed shortened. Just as the book said... this should..."

"His Highness must have vented all his anger by now."

Her body trembled slightly as she licked her lips and staggered toward the bathroom.

"I need to get rid of this dampness on my clothes," she murmured.

Unaware of her musings, Qian Renjue, still eating breakfast, suddenly shuddered for a moment.

"Hah..."

Letting out a breath of cold air, he glanced at the leftover scraps on the table. Gently cupping Ah Yin's head, he ruffled her hair and gave a stern order:

"Clean up the rest of this mess as well."

"Understood, Master," Ah Yin murmured, her voice soft and slightly breathless.

She quickly tidied up the table until it was spotless.

After a moment, Qian Renjue stood and walked toward his bedroom, leaving Ah Yin at the table.

She peeked over the edge of the table, her gaze lingering on the leftover scraps with a mix of disappointment and yearning. Licking her lips, she glanced at Qian Renjue, who had deactivated his spirit form and hurried off to his room.

Biting her lip, her blue hair slightly disheveled, her expression was full of grievance.

Surely, Master will realize his mistake and offer me proper compensation—two more meals, at least.

If Qian Renjue didn’t bring it up himself, Ah Yin thought confidently:

If I ask, with Master’s gentle nature, he surely won’t refuse.