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As the sun set, the glow of the sunset had already painted the entire western sky red, spreading gracefully and slantingly across the land.
In the winter dusk, the temperature began to drop.
A gust of cold wind blew, causing Ziyan to shiver uncontrollably.
Although her subordinate had placed a brazier in front of her, it seemed ineffective after sitting for too long.
Fortunately, she had completed all the training content before the sun went down.
Looking at her subordinates below, who were all eager and fidgeting with excitement, ready to become professional buyers, Ziyan's previously frozen red face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile.
Ziyan was happy! Naturally, the man sitting beside her was also in high spirits.
However, when he noticed his beloved child's slightly purple lips from the cold, he felt a twinge of concern in his heart. He wished she would finish speaking quickly so he could carry her back to a warm room.
Thus, as soon as the training ended,
the doting Demon Prince completely disregarded the strange looks from everyone. With a swift motion of his long arm, he picked up his beloved child in a princess carry and strode toward the path leading to the front yard.
What’s more, as if that wasn’t enough, after exiting his subordinates' yard and noticing they were still quite far from the entrance, he decided to use his energy and leaped over the tall courtyard wall with his beloved child in his arms, landing inside his own yard.
He quickly returned to his upstairs room: gently placing Ziyan on the bed, removing her embroidered shoes, and tossing aside his own short boots. He held her tightly in his arms and covered her with a blanket.
Ziyan said nothing but looked at her Demonically Charming Man with gratitude and affection as he took care of her.
A sweet feeling surged in my heart, and I couldn't help but secretly sigh: In this life, to meet such a husband, to hold his hand and share a meal together, what more could a woman ask for!
Thus, until I was completely warm under the covers, my previously icy cold little hands gradually warmed up, and my lips changed from purple to pink. The Demon Prince then carefully got out of bed.
Upon leaving the room, I encountered Wu San and Wu Xiang.
"Master, may I ask when you plan to have a meal? I can inform the cooks," Wu San asked first.
"Um! You go ahead and prepare. Once it's ready, bring it to the room," Ling Yuxuan replied almost without thinking.
"Yes, Master. Shall we take care of it right away?" Just as the two were about to leave, Xuan Wang remembered something. Although this was a warm southern region, the temperature inside the house during winter nights was still quite low.
In this era, one couldn't expect air conditioning or heating; even the wealthiest families could only use warming basins filled with charcoal and change them regularly.
"Wait—go and bring in a few more warming basins," Xuan Wang called out to Wu San and Wu Xiang as he gave his instructions.
"Yes, we will get them right away." After bowing again, the two quickly exited the room.
Alone in the room, Ziyan soon fell into a warm and happy dream. When her Demon Prince returned to the room, he saw her breathing lightly and rhythmically as she slept soundly, with one arm already restlessly outside the blanket.
The Demon Prince smiled helplessly and gently tucked her arm back under the covers.
Then he quietly sat beside Ziyan, his eyes fixated on his beloved child who seemed utterly exhausted. At the same time, a smile of happiness appeared at the corners of his mouth once again.
Life is truly peculiar; I once thought that my later years might be fraught with danger. However, more than two years ago, by chance, while passing by Ziyan's house near the riverbank, I unexpectedly saw a large mad cow charging wildly from the direction of the village.
The Mad Cow immediately knocked Little Ziyan, who was wearing a red coat, into the river and then saved her. From that moment on, the two formed an inseparable and beautiful bond.
At the same time, his own fate underwent a tremendous change. What would have happened if it weren't for her? Where would he be now? What would fate have in store?
Ling Yuxuan thought about this and recalled the little moments from when they first met: that quirky, cute, and mischievous little Hill wild girl, who was thin and pale, obsessed with money. In the blink of an eye, she had transformed into someone who could manage both the parlor and the kitchen, and most importantly, she was an expert capable of leading countless Subordinate to wealth.
Before long, while Ling Yuxuan was completely immersed in his memories and fantasies, Wu San arrived with three Servant, bringing three large special fire pits.
As Strongman stood at the door, he could feel the warm atmosphere in the room. He was almost blinded by the sight of how well the two masters interacted. Where else in this world could one find such a perfect match?
At that moment, Strongman would surely say: it must be my two masters! The Mistress is both smart and beautiful, while the Male Lead is handsome and wise—he would claim to be second to none in this world.
As for this quirky and quick-witted Mistress, from the very first moment he met her, it seemed she had rewritten his perception of women. From that point on, he could no longer see any other so-called beauties.
Since taking over management of Qingfeng Tower, every time he visited, many young women in the tower would constantly throw flirtatious glances or send subtle signals his way. Some even planned to sneak into his room for no reason at all.
However, whenever her face appeared in his mind, he found it hard to muster any interest in those women after scrutinizing them from all angles.
Wu Xiang knew that his humble secret crush was shameful; throughout his life, he could only watch from afar as his beautiful young master went about her life, reminding himself to be content.
Thus, he resolved to bury this infatuation deep within his soul for life, ensuring that no one would ever know of this ridiculous and disrespectful thought.
Because he was merely a Death Warriors bound by a life-and-death contract; since he was a Death Warriors, his life belonged to his master. Now that he had two masters, they were this lovely couple before him.
And he himself was just a loyal servant who could sacrifice his life for these two masters at any moment—a Death Warriors, which sounds noble but accurately described means a faithful servant whose life does not belong to himself.
When Wu Xiang gently placed the brazier down with a few guards, they all carefully retreated quietly. As the last one to leave, Wu Xiang couldn't help but turn back for one last affectionate glance at the sleeping Mistress.
However, this glance was noticed by a certain Demon Prince, who was always highly alert and strong. The Prince shot him a displeased glare, causing Strongman to hurriedly avert his gaze and flee the scene in panic.
"Is that big guy's expression suspicious?" Once Strongman was out of sight, the Prince immediately recalled the scene he had just witnessed.
In that moment of realization, Ling Yuxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.
"How dare he? A sold Death Warrior dares to have improper thoughts about his master!" The more the Demon Prince thought about it, the tighter his brows furrowed, and an involuntary chill radiated from his body.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded again from outside. Just as someone stepped into the room, the Demon Prince's cold gaze shot towards them.
This glance startled Wu San, who was the first to step through the door; he nearly dropped the basin he was holding.
Nervously, he said to the Demon Prince, "Master, the food has been delivered. You two can prepare to dine."
Seeing it wasn't Strongman Wu Xiang, Ling Yuxuan retracted the coldness from his gaze and turned his attention to Ziyan. However, he still instructed Wu San and the others, "Put it down!"
"Yes!" Wu San was still somewhat lost in thought about that glance from the Male Lead. Why did his master suddenly look at him like that?
Did he do something to upset his master? Wu San felt quite frustrated but could only remain silent and speculate.
Carefully placing the basin on a stand inside the room, he quietly called for his brothers to set down the food items on a redwood table to the right of the room.
Once everyone had arranged the rice, dishes, chopsticks, bowls, and plates properly.
Wu San finally looked at his Male Lead and said, "Reporting to you, my lord, the meals are ready. You can eat while it's hot. My Subordinates are waiting outside; just let them know if you need anything."
"Mm! Go ahead, I have no special matters at the moment. You all can eat first and come back to clean up later," Ling Yuxuan finally felt relieved. Why should he argue with a servant? As long as his Beloved Child's heart was entirely with him, that was enough.
Thinking of this, Xuan Wang felt much more at ease. He reached out to touch the little girl who was sleeping soundly, her Azure Long Hair cascading over the edge of the bed. At the same time, he leaned down to kiss Ziyan's forehead.
Still in a deep sleep, Ziyan suddenly felt someone seemingly kiss her forehead. Slowly waking up, she opened her eyes and saw her Demonically Charming Man lifting his head, looking at her with gentle eyes.
Ziyan smiled sweetly at him.
"The food is ready; get up, wash your face and hands, and let's eat!" the Demon Prince said with a calm smile, urging her on.
"Mm!" Ziyan nodded and then stretched cutely to wake herself up. This made a certain Monster unable to help but smile again, a graceful smile appearing on his face.
Ziyan shot him a disdainful glance but didn’t care about anything else. She immediately rolled out of bed and rushed to the table without even putting on her shoes, eagerly looking at the feast laid out before her.
As expected, all the dishes on the table were prepared by the chefs taught by herself. This was exactly what she had been longing for and wanted to eat!
Ziyan secretly complained in her heart while reaching out to grab a piece of twice-cooked pork to eat.
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