Chapter 12

Once Cheng Xinyan left, Xing Luo was left alone with Ye Lixiao.
Completely unclothed, she sat on his lap, unsure whether to stay put or get down.
“Your Highness, I’m not wearing any clothes, so it’s inconvenient to get up. Can I borrow your robe for a moment?” Xing Luo smiled up at Ye Lixiao. “If you don’t want to, that’s fine too, I can just get up like this.”
“…” Ye Lixiao’s brows furrowed. With other women, he wouldn’t have been so patient, anyone daring to get close would have been swept away. But Xing Luo.
This little kitten, after transforming, resembled that person too closely. Both her voice and appearance made Ye Lixiao unable to bring himself to act harshly.
He closed his eyes, wrapped his large hand around Xing Luo’s waist, stood, and gently set her down.
Then he took off his robe and draped it over her.
“Dress yourself,” Ye Lixiao said coldly.
“Thank you, Your Highness” Xing Luo quickly dressed herself.
The robe, of course, was far too large for her. Even with the belt tightly fastened, the collar hung loose and shifted easily; a careless movement would make it slip off her shoulder. Luckily, even if it slid down, it wouldn’t reveal her chest.
Xing Luo: “Your Highness, I’m dressed”
“…” When Ye Lixiao opened his eyes, he saw her wearing his oversized robe, one shoulder exposed. Her skin was creamy and inviting, impossible to look away from.
Ye Lixiao wondered if Xing Luo was doing this on purpose.
Could she be some schemer, deliberately sent to him?
Otherwise, how could her resemblance be explained? Coincidence? And why did she keep doing things that seemed like she was teasing him.
Ye Lixiao’s gaze was deep as he looked at her. Xing Luo’s face held an innocent, obedient smile; even her smile reminded him so much of that other person.
Ye Lixiao parted his thin lips, voice icy: “Go. Until you can transform at will, don’t come looking for me, and don’t go out.”
He didn’t know why he added that last part.
Xing Luo’s transformation was unstable, she could suddenly shift from cat to human at any time. If she went outside and transformed in front of others, what then?
Ye Lixiao instinctively didn’t want her body seen by anyone else.
“Your Highness, do you happen to have any elixirs that can improve cultivation? My transformation is unstable because my cultivation is too low. If I could increase it a bit, I wouldn’t have these sudden shifts.” Xing Luo’s eyes gleamed with mischief; with such an elixir, she could quickly stabilize her foundation and move on to the next stage of training.
Ye Lixiao said nothing. Raising his large hand, his demonic aura surged, and a white porcelain vial from a nearby shelf instantly flew into his hand.
He handed the vial to Xing Luo. Inside were elixirs that could boost cultivation, without any side effects.
Xing Luo’s eyes lit up. Ye Lixiao was actually being so kind to her? This elixir was clearly top quality!
Wait, she looked almost identical to her previous life, right? Ye Lixiao should hate her. So why give her such a valuable item?
“Thank you, Your Highness. I won’t bother you any longer,” she said, starting to move, but suddenly froze.
It seemed Ye Lixiao had cast a immobilization technique on her.
Xing Luo blinked her big eyes. What was he planning?
Top-quality things weren’t so easy to get, huh?
Ye Lixiao approached, fixing her slipping robe. Somehow, he now held a silver needle threaded with fine silk. He stitched the robe at her collar twice, securing it in place.