My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1173: Chapter 642: The Real Father (Quad Release 4-in-1)_4

The stately woman behind the writing desk merely sneered lightly and uttered:

"Clumsy."

She watched as Chen Yi was rendered speechless, his mouth opening briefly before he bowed his head.

"No need to offer insincere attentions, do not govern without authority,"

After delivering a blow, one should offer a sweet date; no matter how much she disliked him, this principle of ruling could not be ignored. Qin Qingluo slowly said:

"Even if only speaking of capabilities, I value you highly; just do what you ought to do, matters of warmth are the concern of the Princess. I summoned you, not for trivialities."

"Yes, I understand, Your Excellency."

With that, Chen Yi withdrew.

Qin Qingluo lowered her head, drew the lamp closer, trimmed its wick with scissors, and upon it brightening, began to review the dossiers on her desk.

Less than half an hour had passed when she suddenly heard a slight disturbance outside the study, followed by a hesitant announcement from a maid,

"Prince, the Princess wishes to see you!"

Qin Qingluo furrowed her brows slightly and said, "Summon."

A silhouette stepped through the door, once more revealing Chen Yi.

Different from earlier, he was dressed in casual attire, a playful grin on his face as he said:

"I’ve come to attend to the Prince’s comfort."

The Princess was amused and exasperated.

Chen Yi picked up the cloak that was placed aside but did not immediately leave. Instead, he feigned nonchalance as he drew closer and said:

"Is the Prince still busy?"

His gaze burning as it fell upon Qin Qingluo.

"Prince," Chen Yi’s voice lowered somewhat, carrying a slight, almost imperceptible stickiness, "The charcoal fire in this study is ample, and reviewing documents is draining... dressed so thickly, aren’t you hot?"

His gaze, as if carrying heat, swept over the shoulder and neck lines wrapped in Qin Qingluo’s dark attire.

Others could not see through her Illusion Technique and disguise, but Chen Yi opened the Heavenly Eye, seeing her true appearance.

Qin Qingluo sat like a mountain, remaining unmoved despite his proximity.

The bright lamplight spilled generously, outlining her tall and robust figure in stark clarity.

"Subordinate does not... I see, Prince you..." He paused, his gaze lingering on her as it roamed, "It seems there’s some fine sweat at your temple."

At his words, Qin Qingluo did not immediately raise her head; only her wrist holding the vermillion pen paused slightly, indeed feeling somewhat stifled.

Just having returned home after a hurried journey, followed by official duties and dossier reviews, her mind intensely focused, coupled with the warm lamplight in the study. Her body’s blood flow naturally surged more vigorously than ordinary people, and now, with Chen Yi pointing it out, that stifling sensation seemed all the more pronounced.

Unconsciously, she used her left hand, unoccupied by the pen, to casually undo the top two buttons of her dark attire.

This action was natural, carrying the briskness of a martial artist indifferent to trifles, yet unintentionally exuded astonishing allure.

The ink-colored collar splayed slightly open on both sides, revealing a section of sleek, defined neck, skin glistening under lamplight like honey wax, warm and bursting with vitality, extending to the clearly visible collarbone hollow.

The ample chest beneath the equipped attire presented a remarkable contour, gently rising and falling with her steady breaths, curving rounded and elastic, like two mountains, mountains silent. freёwebnovel.com

A bead of sweat slid down the hollow of her collarbone, disappearing into the depths of her attire, stirring endless reverie.

Chen Yi’s gaze swiftly swept by, like the strongest spirits, the wildest horse; this woman, the Prince, always kindled his most primal urge to conquer.

In the face of such beauty, his boldness naturally knew no bounds, he edged forward half a step overstepping somewhat, his voice carrying a hint of probing:

"The Prince labors day and night, must care for your noble body, this study feels stifling, perhaps... find a more breezy spot, so that this subordinate..." He paused, intending more, "So that I can, spare no effort to relieve the Prince’s fatigue?"

"Spare no effort," these four words were bitten with overt ambiguity.

Yet, what responded was not passion-clouded sentiment.

The tall woman slowly rose from the desk,

"Chen Yi."

Qin Qingluo put down the pen in her hand, coldly glanced at him, her snake-like eyes appearing especially cold and sharp in the dim light, only a stark warning, ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Your ’sincere heart,’ I cannot afford to indulge, leave, or I shall say ’go away.’"

Chen Yi momentarily froze, women are indeed unknowable, even Qin Qingluo is somewhat so; was that action earlier not a hint, nor a shred of affection?

But under the eaves, the lower body had no choice but to bow a little.

Chen Yi gathered up his playful grin, nodded and said, "Yes, I’ll take my leave now."

The door gradually receded behind him, the study’s lamplight no longer, Chen Yi turned back, gazing afar, replaying each detail, slowly savoring.

There was indeed some affection, Chen Yi withdrew his gaze.

She looked down at him high above.

That look... was clearly contemptuous.

............

"It’s more important to be Qin Yue’s father first."

Chen Yi casually remarked, the lower body no matter how restless, for the moment with Qin Qingluo could not be rushed, better to first maintain this little family well; then when Qin Yue clings to him and cannot do without her father, then with Qin Qingluo it could smoothly rekindle old flame.

Rekindle old flame...

Using this term... even Chen Yi found it hard not to crack a smile.

No matter what, the sentiment was as such.

With thoughts in mind, Chen Yi then went to find his daughter, but the more he thought, the more elusive it became; as he entered the inner courtyard, he saw Zhu E coming out, telling him Qin Yue had fallen asleep.

Receiving this, it was a futile attempt, Chen Yi inevitably felt a little disappointed.

Zhu E covered her mouth and giggled: "Your craving is too intense."

Chen Yi, upon hearing this, was rare embarrassed; fortunately, his skin was thick, and before reaching the heat of blushing, he gathered himself and replied: "Isn’t Qin Yue the same?"