Chapter 1533 - 823: Your Majesty (Double-Length)

The scenery outside the carriage window retreated backwards, the official road occasionally bumping slightly, so the verdant landscape rose and fell, moving just like the wheels. There were quite a few stones on the road, early spring had just passed, and the path had not yet been worn smooth by merchants and travelers.

Donggong Ruoshu sat cross-legged, looking as solemn as could be, but in fact, she was learning something as basic as could be, so basic that there were no textbooks, just like no one deliberately teaches a baby how to breathe, and guiding Primordial Qi is just a matter of breathing in and out.

She closed her eyes and calmed her mind, trying to sense and circulate the Primordial Qi within her body, her brows furrowed, a bit of sweat forming at the tip of her nose, as if she were wrestling with an invisible opponent. Clearly, she couldn't find the knack from the start, Yin Weiyin noted silently to himself.

The stupid girl was as stupid as ever, Prince Yin Weiyin no longer saw her as a threat, although the incident in the Dream Sea involving the meat fragrance still lingered in his memory, if not deliberately recalled, it felt nonexistent.

It's strange, but thinking deeper, it's not without reason. Although Miss Donggong extracted the meat fragrance, she didn't know, nor did he, only he himself knew, almost like nothing happened between the two of them. If that is the case, they were still unrelated, not even counting as having a physical relationship. Once a woman has some involvement with a man, the aura about her tends to change...

Of course, the reason my mind is calm can also be attributed to the advancement in my state of mind. At this moment, am I not searching for my true heart?

A moment later, Miss Donggong suddenly opened her eyes, her face filled with confusion and frustration. She raised her hand to scratch her head, looking quite silly. Yin Weiyin recalled Chen Yi once uttered a bawdy joke, saying that women become dumber with every move — Look at this stupid girl, she's already this dumb without any mugwort.

"This can't be right..." Miss Donggong mumbled softly, looking up at Yin Weiyin sitting opposite, with a composed and cold demeanor, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Miss Yin, did you...teach me wrong? Why do I not feel anything at all? There's neither a cool nor warm sensation."

Yin Weiyin's eyelashes fluttered slightly at these words, her expression remaining calm and unruffled, with some of her previous worries slightly diminished.

After all, who was it that used to compete with her for a Daoist companion, Yin Tingxue, Zhou Yitang, Qin Qingluo... innumerable beauties as common as fish crossing a river. What is there to fear from a fool?

"The magic skill is not wrong." Yin Weiyin's voice was as peaceful as ever, without a hint of anomaly. She even leaned slightly forward, appearing more patient, "It's your heart that hasn't calmed, your intent not pure. Try again, don't be impatient, imagine yourself as a still well, consciousness like moonlight reflecting on water..."

She spoke slowly, providing detailed guidance, even personally pointing to a few of Donggong Ruoshu's meridian points, but whether this meticulousness contained some implicit "see, you can't even manage this simple thing" kind of subtle oppression, perhaps not even Yin Weiyin herself was conscious of.

Donggong Ruoshu understood half of it, but seeing Yin Weiyin so earnest, she forced herself to be patient and tried again as instructed. She closed her eyes tightly, her cheeks slightly flushed as if she was using all her strength.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, there was still no progress.

Donggong Ruoshu was deflated.

She pouted and picked up the classic book Yin Weiyin had given her for reference, stubbornly pressing the book against her face, with the tip of her nose up against the rough pages, eyes opened wide as if hoping the knowledge or spiritual power in the book would somehow seep into her brain.

However, the miracle did not happen.

Moments later, as though deliberately being contrary with the book, she suddenly swung her arm, flinging the book away forcefully.

"I'm not learning anymore!" she shouted, her voice carrying a tone of frustration and willfulness.

The book, not very thick, flew out of her hand, tracing an arc in the air. The carriage was not very spacious, and Chen Yi lay lazily against the opposite side of the carriage, casually flipping through a jotting, looking relaxed.

"Smack!"

The book landed squarely on Chen Yi's face, covering half of it.

Chen Yi paused his flipping.

The carriage fell silent in an instant.

Even Donggong Ruoshu seemed surprised by the accuracy. She blinked, watching the book slowly slide from Chen Yi's face, revealing his expressionless face with an obviously speechless look in his eyes.

In the next moment, Miss Donggong pretended nothing had happened, turning back to the carriage window, resting her chin on her crossed arms, and focused on watching the rapidly moving mountain forest scenery outside, as if nothing had occurred just a moment before.

Chen Yi silently raised his hand, removing the book that had slid down to his chest, placing it aside. He glanced at Yin Weiyin, who was lowering her eyes and combing the horsetail whisk, her mouth slightly tense, trying hard to maintain composure.

Chen Yi looked again at the back of the stupid girl, sighed, and finally couldn't help but speak, his voice tinged with helplessness:

"Miss Donggong..."

That call had a slightly elongated ending, clearly catching the ears of Donggong Ruoshu.

Her shoulders moved almost imperceptibly, as if they quivered slightly — not out of fear or embarrassment but a shrug, like wanting to convey, "Chen Yi, don't be annoyed yet; I was helpless about hitting you, too."

"You hit me, could you please apologize?" Chen Yi said helplessly.

"I'm sorry."

"Be serious."

"I'm sorry, okay."

"Don't act coy."

"How can you apologize without being coy?" Donggong Ruoshu retorted, as if it was only natural without even turning her head, "When a kitten or puppy apologizes, they also use a cutesy voice. A kitten goes 'meow neow meow neow~ ooh,' a puppy goes 'woof woo woof woo~ oooh,' and you can immediately tell they acknowledged their mistake and are scared."