The sunlight from outside the window shines in, falling upon Charlotte. Her golden hair glimrs slightly, as if her entire body is coated with a captivating gloss.
If only this Princess could remain serene like this, even a little longer, it would be nice. Lin Tian smiles wryly, sowhat helplessly; if Charlotte were quiet, she wouldn’t be a Princess.
As though sensing Lin Tian’s gaze upon her, Charlotte’s long lashes flutter slightly, and then she slowly opens her eyes, eting Lin Tian’s gaze directly.
The air seems to fill with a strange ambiance; yet, in the next mont, Lin Tian realizes it’s rely an illusion of his own. Charlotte’s eyes reveal a sly smile, and she says, "Master, you’re drooling while looking at ."
Instinctively, Lin Tian wipes his mouth, finds nothing there, and then sees the amusent in the Princess’s eyes, realizing she’s teasing him once more.
"This is outrageous, daring to tease the master!" Lin Tian snorts and glares, then reaches out to pull Charlotte onto the bed and pins her down.
This Princess is utterly mischievous. If she isn’t punished a bit, how can the master’s majesty be manifested? If this goes on, she might end up overturning everything, just like Xiao Manxuan back then; a spanking made her behave.
But Lin Tian underestimated this Princess; she’s not a little girl. Even pinioned by Lin Tian, her expression remains unchanged. On the contrary, she’s calr, with a hint of provocation, and a charming smile on her lips.
Provocation, outright provocation—perhaps even blatant seduction.
The Princess’s stunning beauty, combined with her smile, exudes infinite allure. Charlotte flicks her long lashes, her blue eyes shimring with ripples. Her ruby lips part slightly: "Master, I am wholly yours now and always."
Her soft whisper sounds like a devout pledge, yet Lin Tian feels none of the solemn purity; instead, his heart’s defense seems instantly pierced.
Lin Tian forgets one thing: there’s a third person in the room. Just as he begins to entertain wild thoughts, a voice cos from behind.
"Lin... Lin Brother, what are you doing?" Yun Xiaotian stands by the screen, face full of astonishnt, cheeks blushing.
Yun Xiaotian’s voice snaps Lin Tian back to reality. He rolls off the beauty bed: "Charlotte, you’ve bewitched again."
Since Charlotte learned the Bewitching Technique from Asina, she’s not using it on him for the first ti. The night before leaving England, Lin Tian almost fell into her trap until Zhang Lingyu appeared.
And this ti, Charlotte’s Bewitching Technique is more refined. Lin Tian can’t even discern whether it’s her natural response or a deliberate enchantnt.
Charlotte descends from the beauty bed, complaining, "Master wronged . I didn’t use the Bewitching Technique; it’s a natural reaction."
"Well, I’ve only had one girlfriend before—not the kind who’s experienced with countless won, so I can’t tell if it’s bewitching or a natural expression," Lin Tian waves it off, saying, not wanting to investigate further. Who knows what part of the Princess’s words is trustworthy?
Charlotte stares with innocent eyes, saying, "Whether bewitchnt or natural expression, I am willing. Even if it’s bewitchnt, I learned it solely for the Master..."
"Ahem..." Lin Tian coughs hurriedly, interrupting her, "Don’t speak nonsense; Xiaotian is still a minor, don’t corrupt the youth."
"Brother Lin, I am no longer a child; I can distinguish between what’s worth learning and what isn’t," Yun Xiaotian says seriously.
"Alright, Xiaotian is an adult now." Lin Tian responds awkwardly, thinking: It’s good if you can tell; don’t beco a playboy in the future, or Aunt Wang will surely settle accounts with .
Lin Tian checks his phone; it’s seven in the morning. He turns to Yun Xiaotian and solemnly says, "I have matters to attend to later and don’t know when I’ll return. During this ti, stay with Ghost; he will ensure your safety."
Although this place is Qingshuang Pavilion’s territory, the unruly girl from the Situ family might cause trouble, so Lin Tian adds a reminder.
After freshening up, Lin Tian has Charlotte bring the suitcase, then goes out. After breakfast, they head straight to the East Courtyard, unsurprisingly t at the entrance by an Outer Pavilion Female Disciple, blocking their path.
Seeing Lin Tian, she hesitates, obviously recognizing him as the young man holding the token. The female disciple bows respectfully, saying, "Oh, it’s the Chief Steward. Is there anything you need help with?"
"I’m looking for Ling Pavilion Master residing in the East Courtyard. Could the lady lead the way?" Lin Tian speaks directly without beating around the bush.
"Certainly, please follow this way." The female disciple agrees respectfully, then leads the way ahead.
Just as they walk into the garden, a group appears ahead, led by Ling Zishan, with the quirky Ling Shuiyao beside her. Behind them are four won carrying an iron box.
Seeing this iron box, Lin Tian’s eyes light up; it contains the teor Heart. But judging by the composed deanor of the four won, the box doesn’t seem heavy at all.
"Lin Tian, this sister is indeed beautiful; I never guessed you had such tastes." Ling Shuiyao starts by staring at Charlotte intently and says these words, clearly aware of Charlotte’s relationship with Lin Tian.
"Shuiyao, show so respect." Ling Zishan gives her a reproachful glance, then apologetically smiles at Lin Tian: "I was just about to find you, didn’t expect to et here. Perfect timing, I’ve brought the teor Heart out too. Can we set off now? I still rember your invitation to visit."
"Of course, but the main force hasn’t arrived yet; we need to find Old Tang, she’s the Swordsmith," Lin Tian says with a smile.
"No need to search; the old lady is here." A voice cos from outside the garden, followed by the appearance of Tang Banqing. She quickly walks over, slightly reproachful: "Kid, you ca out without calling ; made look everywhere."
"Old Tang, I was worried you’d studied too late last night, wanted you to get more rest," Lin Tian chuckles.
"Oh, what makes Old Tang so concerned?" Ling Zishan notices the box in Tang Banqing’s hand, curious.
Tang Banqing smiles mysteriously, teasingly: "Of course it’s sothing good; you’ll know at the Sword Furnace."
Without waiting for Ling Zishan to ask more, Tang Banqing eagerly turns to leave; Lin Tian and the others exchange a glance, helplessly smile, and follow this impatient old lady.
The appearance of this group naturally draws attention from many Ancient Martial Artists, but seeing it’s Langya Pavilion’s people, no one dares get close.
Outside the Qinglan Garden’s gate, a car is already waiting. Lin Tian and company board a business vehicle, while the four won and the iron box board another large SUV.
The two vehicles depart Qinglan Garden and soon disappear into the street’s traffic.
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