The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Voices were still ringing in his ears. Yan Ye’s fingers gently caressed the sleeping face in front of him. When she was tired, she would tilt to the side like this. She would always be able to lie on his lap accurately and arch into his arms. She would always drool on his lap. He said that he despised her for being dirty, but every time she was sleepy, he would still be willing to be a pillow.

“Even if you have the same nature and spirit, you will not be her in the end. You will definitely not be willing to be her. Even if I have waited for you for ten thousand years, I will still respect your choice. Huang’er, in this life, I only hope that you will be happy and not… die like that!”

His fingers trembled slightly and she accidentally hooked a strand of Beiting Huang’s hair, causing her to feel a little pain in her sleep. She tilted her head and moved her body. She actually snuggled into his arms and snorted impatiently.

Yan Ye’s hand stopped in midair, not daring to let go.

Under the light, he stared at this face affectionately. The determination and stubbornness in her bones showed that she would never give up. However, it made Yan Ye feel that it was so familiar and made him unwilling to let go.

When Beiting Huang woke up, she was on a big bed. The bed was so comfortable that she wanted to stay in bed. She actually didn’t want to get up. On the wide bed, the light purple gauze curtain fluttered with the breeze. At the top of the bed, there was a palace lamp hanging on each corner. Sunlight shone in through the window. The palace lamp had already been extinguished, and it was exquisite like an ornament.

The gauze curtain was thin, and even the seven layers of gauze curtain could not hide the figure sitting by the window. He was lying on the couch, flipping through the book in his hand page by page. On the windowsill was a pot of lilacs that emitted a rich fragrance. He was more beautiful than flowers and looked like a painting.

It was late in the morning. Beiting Huang got up from the bed and looked at herself. She was still wearing the same set of clothes as yesterday. She couldn’t help but curse inwardly. This guy had said that he would wake her up when he arrived last night but her wish to take a shower and sleep after returning to the capital were dashed.

When Beiting Huang moved, Yan Ye looked over. He put down the book and stood up to help her lift the veil.

“Ye, you know that I didn’t come here just to sleep with you. I have so many things to ask you!” Beiting Huang sat down on Yan Ye’s crooked couch and someone immediately brought breakfast over. It had to be said that it was good to be a lord. The breakfast was exquisite and delicious. Beiting Huang almost bit her tongue when she swallowed it.

“Slow down, no one is competing with you!’

Yan Ye raised his hand to help her dig out the porridge on her face. Beiting Huang had never been so embarrassed before. She couldn’t help but blush. She bit the bun in her mouth and said in a muffled voice, “Do you know how hard life in the magical beast forest is? If I hadn’t met Dongfang Jiao, I wouldn’t even have been able to eat bread. I would probably have had to eat roasted meat for five months. Sigh, I’m about to vomit when I smell roasted meat now.”

Yan Ye didn’t say anything. He just picked up a piece of shredded vegetables and placed it in her bowl.

“Ye, tell me about the Chaos Divine Source!” Beiting Huang finished all the food on the table and sighed comfortably. She touched her round stomach and took a sip of tea. It still tasted the same as the one she had yesterday. Spiritual energy filled every meridian in her body, making her feel refreshed.

“The Chaos Divine Source!” Yan Ye handed a snow-white handkerchief to

Beiting Huang. “If we’re talking about the Chaos Divine Source, we have to start from the origin of this continent..”