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He was taken aback by what he heard.
What am I saying?
In a moment of panic, my cheeks flushed, and I instinctively tried to cover up:
"Uh... I was playing Truth or Dare with friends."
Ugh, what nonsense am I making up? I'm just rambling.
I bit my lip hard to prevent myself from saying anything outrageous, feeling so embarrassed that I wished I could just disappear into a crack in the ground.
He raised an eyebrow, the corners of his lips curling up, a hint of a smile appearing in his cold gaze.
"I must be out of my mind. Don't mind me; I'm going upstairs."
I stammered as I turned to head upstairs.
Unexpectedly, my wrist was grabbed tightly, and I was pulled into a warm and strong embrace.
I could clearly hear the pounding of a heartbeat, unsure if it was mine or his.
He lowered his head, tightening his arms around me, completely enveloping me as I struggled.
His unique cool scent filled my nostrils, making my head spin.
His thin lips lightly curved, stopping less than half an inch from my right ear.
"Why are you running?"
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying an indescribable allure. The tension in my mind snapped, leaving me frozen in place.
A light laugh came from above, causing a gentle tremor in his chest.
I don't know how long it took, but he slowly spoke again.
"Yes, I like you."
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt as if my soul had left my body; my mind could hold nothing else.
I couldn't process what he said next; his words looped endlessly in my head.
I like you...
Finally, I quickly crouched down, breaking free from his embrace, and turned to flee back to the bedroom in a panic.
He didn't chase after me but kept his gaze on my retreating figure, his gentle eyes filled with laughter.
I'm going crazy, I'm not the only one losing it; Beiqing is too.
Flawless Considering my messy hair, I sat on the edge of the bed and touched my flushed cheeks, exhaling in a panic.
What should I do now? How will I face him in the future?
I resignedly lay down on the soft bed, burying myself in the cozy blankets.
The trouble I caused in a moment of impulsiveness could only be faced by me alone.
Unknowingly, I drifted off to sleep, waking up only in the deep of night.
I groggily moved my stiff body and slowly sat up.
Outside, it was already dark; moonlight filtered through wisps of thin clouds into the room, occasionally accompanied by the rustling of leaves.
After what happened last time, a sense of unease surged within me again, just like when I was in the teaching building.
This feeling made me want to flee; a heavy fear slowly expanded within me as I clenched my hands, wanting to find Beiqing.
Just as I got up, darkness enveloped me once more.
The same method, familiar sensation, similar night.
Here it comes again… This was the last thought that crossed my mind before I completely lost consciousness.
Waking up again, I found myself in an unfamiliar environment.
The architecture was ancient and elegant, with intricately carved jade bedposts, brocade blankets, and embroidered quilts. Incense wafted through the air, curling around the light blue gauze curtains.
Had I crossed over? Lying in bed with my mind still in a fog, I thought aimlessly.
"Miss, you are awake?"
A girl dressed in a light purple silk crescent moon gown, her long hair elegantly styled into a bun adorned with a jade hairpin, spoke respectfully beside me.
I rubbed my still aching head and slowly sat up. The girl perceptively stepped forward to support me.
"Thank you. May I ask where this is?"
"Miss, this is Liuhua Palace, also known as the Dragon Palace among humans."
I stared at her in a daze, asking blankly, "Why am I here?"
No words could adequately describe the shock I felt inside.
The girl's smile was just right, her eyes clear and bright.
"It was Wang who brought you here. He wants to see you."
Is it the Dragon King? What does he want with me? Could it be that he wants to settle accounts because I contracted their dragon?
"What is your name?" I felt a strong fondness for the girl in front of me, who had a beaming smile.
The girl took a step back and slightly bowed to me.
"I am Maid Zi He, originally the head maid in the Prince's palace, now sent by His Highness to take care of you."
"His Highness?" I frowned, a thought I was reluctant to acknowledge surged in my mind.
"Yes, it is Prince Beiqing." The usually composed Tzu He spoke with a hint of admiration and respect in her eyes when mentioning Beiqing.
My heart suddenly surged with emotions; no wonder that guy always acted so much like a young master.
I looked at the dignified and steady Tzu He, thinking it was quite an overuse of talent to assign the head maid to me.
I got out of bed to stretch my stiff limbs and scanned the room.
In the corners of the room stood white marble pillars, and both the walls and floor were made of white jade bricks, with gold threads woven into the bricks forming dragon shapes, surrounded by several blooming lotus flowers.
The interior was extravagantly furnished, closely resembling descriptions from ancient texts.
"Where is Beiqing? I want to see him."
I slowly wandered around the room, asking Tzu He, who was quietly following behind me.
Tzu He lowered her eyes and replied, "Your Highness is currently discussing important matters with the king. I can take you there, but you will need to wait at the door for a moment."
I couldn't help but feel like a concubine from ancient times wanting to meet the emperor.
I pouted; the feeling of inequality was inevitably uncomfortable.
"Let's go, I want to take a look."
There are many things that need Beiqing to explain to me in person.
I followed Tzu He out of the room. I thought the room was already spacious enough, but I was surprised by how luxurious this dragon palace was.
Rows of palace maids and attendants passed by me, as if I had stepped into an ancient palace.
Here, it seemed like I was the only one who felt out of place.
I unconsciously slowed my pace, letting my gaze drift elsewhere as I walked slowly.
"Miss, we've arrived. Huh? Where is she?" Tzu He turned back at the entrance of the main hall but did not see my figure.
At this moment, I felt a bit lost, unsure of when I had gotten separated from Tzu He, now wandering alone in the vast Liuhua Palace.
I had no idea where I was, and there were no crowds around me anymore.
I cautiously moved forward and discovered a door ahead, which seemed to be the back door of some room.
Perhaps someone is inside; I should go in and ask for directions.
I approached and intended to push open the heavy, ancient door.
"Qing'er, do you know what you're doing? Do you still regard me as your father with such actions?!"
An elderly voice came from inside, causing me to freeze before I could push the door open.
"Father, I do not agree with your so-called plan. I hope you will reconsider it carefully."
The cold voice belonged to Beiqing.
I halted my steps, my heart racing as I clenched my fists behind my back, listening intently to the conversation between the two inside.
"Consider it a fart! You ungrateful child, now you've brought a human woman back. Do you want to drive me to my grave?!"
With a loud bang, the old man in the room slammed his hand on the table, clearly furious with Beiqing.
Well, well, looks like I still have a part to play.
"Father, don't forget that Wuhe is someone you brought back yourself. Moreover, many things are not as you think; I just don't want our two clans to reach a dead end."
I leaned closer to the door, listening as the old man raged and cursed, with faint footsteps approaching.
With a creak, the wooden door opened from the inside.
I maintained my posture, hands behind my back and hunched over like an old lady eavesdropping.
A cool breeze wafted into my nostrils, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of dark dragon-patterned satin.
I stiffly looked up to see Beiqing standing there, hands on the door frame, smiling down at me.
I blinked awkwardly and met his gaze in silence.
Oh no, I've been discovered.
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