57: Let's have an in-depth exchange!

As night deepened, the clamor of the celebration banquet gradually subsided after the guests departed.

After letting Yun Yun leave, Jiang Luo turned and walked toward Ya Fei's residence, but his steps unconsciously slowed down a little as he reached the door.

Ya Fei was already waiting by the window, her moon-white dress accentuating her increasingly graceful figure.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned around. A faint blush lingered in her eyes, yet she appeared more tender and charming than she had during the day.

"Milord."

She called out softly, her voice holding a trace of imperceptible nervousness, her fingertips gently clutching the hem of her skirt.

Jiang Luo entered the room and casually closed the door. The candlelight flickered inside, stretching their shadows long.

He did not speak, but slowly walked up to Ya Fei, raised his hand, and gently brushed the loose hair by her temple.

The moment his fingertip touched her skin, Ya Fei's body trembled slightly. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with starlight.

"The way you look today, you truly possess the demeanor of a Clan Chief."

Jiang Luo's voice was much gentler than during the day, lacking the unquestionable authority and possessing more tenderness.

He looked at Ya Fei's flushed cheeks, recalling how calmly she had dealt with the guests at the banquet earlier that day, and felt a strange softness arise in his heart.

Ya Fei felt a little shy under his gaze. She lowered her eyes slightly and whispered, "It is all thanks to Milord's excellent guidance. If not for Milord, I would not have reached this point today."

When she looked up, her gaze met Jiang Luo's deep eyes. They reflected the candlelight, and they reflected her figure, causing her heart to suddenly race.

Jiang Luo chuckled lightly and reached out to pull her into his embrace.

Ya Fei's body instantly stiffened, but then she relaxed, her hands gently wrapping around his waist.

His aura enveloped her, making her feel incredibly secure.

"Silly girl," Jiang Luo murmured, leaning down close to her ear. "I have always recognized your capability."

The warm breath brushed past her ear, making Ya Fei's cheeks even redder. She buried her face in Jiang Luo's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and all the nervousness in her heart dissipated.

Jiang Luo saw everything. Before Ya Fei could react, he bent down.

He captured that rosy spot in his mouth, carefully savoring the sweet nectar.

Ya Fei was startled by his sudden move, and her delicate body stiffened slightly, but she eventually relaxed, wrapping her jade arms around Jiang Luo's neck, allowing him to do as he pleased.

After a long time, their lips separated, and their breathing became erratic.

Ya Fei's eyes were misty, seemingly holding lingering shyness and excitement. Her gaze gently shifted, flowing slowly like spring water steeped in honey.

Jiang Luo looked at Ya Fei, full of charm, and his heart instantly burned with passion. He picked her up around the waist and walked straight toward the large bed.

Ya Fei cried out in surprise, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck, her earlobes burning hot. "W-what are you doing!"

"Naturally, making sure there are no regrets," Jiang Luo chuckled softly.

The candlelight in the room gradually dimmed, leaving only the intertwined, lingering sound of their breathing, exceptionally clear in the silent night.

Meanwhile, at an inn outside the Imperial Capital, Yun Yun was packing her simple belongings.

She gazed at the pitch-black night sky outside the window, the words Jiang Luo had spoken during the day constantly echoing in her mind.

"Yun Shan is dead, and the grievances between you and me are settled."

She sighed softly and placed the last piece of clothing into her bundle.

Although there was still reluctance and confusion in her heart, she knew she had to leave.

Jiang Luo had spared her and the Disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect; she would remember this kindness in her heart.

As soon as dawn broke tomorrow, she would leave this Imperial Capital, a place that brought her both joy and heartache, to seek a new path for herself.

The night grew deeper. Two completely different scenes, yet both, on this very night, welcomed their respective new beginnings.

Jiang Luo and Ya Fei lingered intimately inside the room, enjoying this rare tranquility and tenderness.

As for Yun Yun, she composed herself in the darkness, preparing to face an unknown future.