Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 341: Precautions

In the Cang Beast Continent, without assistance, some things are indeed inconvenient to handle.

Yun Qinglan couldn’t bear seeing Su Muyao worry; it pained him to watch.

Yun Qinglan gently smoothed her brow with his hand, comforting her, "Don’t worry, as long as they’re on the Cang Beast Continent, we will surely find them."

Su Muyao nodded, "Mm."

At that moment, the system also comforted Su Muyao, "Host, don’t worry too much. You are the Heavenly Destiny Girl. Since they can be your Beast Husband, they surely have fortune protection and will be alright."

Yun Qinglan accompanied Su Muyao in the Book Collection Pavilion for a while, going through information.

The Xuanyuan Clan had collected a lot of data, but it wasn’t omniscient; not all information was available.

But after reading some of it, Su Muyao understood more.

Noticing it was getting late, Yun Qinglan worried about Su Muyao getting tired, "It’s getting late. Let’s rest now?"

"Mm."

Su Muyao needed to digest the plethora of information she had absorbed.

Her head started to ache at this moment.

Yun Qinglan gently carried her back to their palace dwelling.

Yun Qinglan set her on the bed, noticing her weary features, tidying her disheveled hair, and snugly tucking her in.

After a moment of silence, Yun Qinglan asked, "Yaoyao, do you need me here with you?"

He wanted to accompany her but also respected her wishes.

Su Muyao nodded, shifting inward, "Yes, I do. Yun, come up."

In a place unfamiliar to her, having Yun Qinglan around gave her a sense of security.

Moreover, they were already betrothed; it wasn’t a time for coyness.

Yun Qinglan heard her words, a delighted expression lighting up his face.

He removed his outer garments and climbed into bed, carefully pulling her into his embrace.

"Don’t worry, things will be resolved."

In Yun Qinglan’s soothing embrace, Su Muyao’s tense spirit gradually relaxed, leaning against him, slowly drifting into sleep.

Since arriving at the Cang Beast Continent, Su Muyao hadn’t experienced a good night’s sleep.

Every slumber was shallow.

Knowing Yun Qinglan’s status within the Xuanyuan Clan and his care for her, she could rest peacefully.

With warmth and affection from her beloved, Yun Qinglan felt it was a sweet torture; he couldn’t sleep.

Looking down at her, his gaze overflowed with tenderness.

He didn’t know how long it had been, but he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, feeling a sense of tranquility.

This was the scene he had always longed for, even dreamed of.

He just wanted to hold her like this every night while they slept soundly.

...

After Su Muyao fell asleep, she had a strange dream.

She dreamt of the Xuanyuan Clan hosting the once-in-a-century ritual ceremony.

Yun Qinglan prepared a luxurious ceremonial outfit for her and had people inspect everywhere to prevent accidents.

This ritual ceremony was extremely important, with many tribal forces attending.

If anything went wrong, the Xuanyuan Clan’s status would be affected, and others’ fear of the Xuanyuan Clan would diminish.

Some even thought problems during the ritual meant the Divine Beast of the Xuanyuan God Mountain was punishing them.

So not only the Xuanyuan Clan, but Yun Qinglan also paid special attention.

However, when the Holy Fire was lit, problems arose; several places within the Xuanyuan Tribe caught fire, even the Holy Tree was ablaze.

The scene was chaotic, with many beastmen accusing the Xuanyuan Clan of offending the Beast God.

Beastmen within the Xuanyuan Clan were anxious, some took the opportunity to cause trouble, and others attempted to infiltrate Xuanyuan Mountain.

There were also accusations claiming Yun Qinglan wasn’t of Xuanyuan bloodline, demanding he be burnt to appease the Beast God’s wrath.

These voices were numerous, and some beastmen within the Xuanyuan Clan were incited to try and burn Yun Qinglan.

She saw several beastmen deliberately causing a stir in the crowd.

The chaos was hard to manage.

Someone even identified her beside Yun Qinglan, claiming she was a spy female, just like the spy female from twenty years ago intent on destroying the Xuanyuan Clan.

They wanted to burn her too.

Yun Qinglan was focused on protecting her, getting severely injured while shielding her as they tried to leave.

This was a long-schemed conspiracy.

"No..."

Su Muyao abruptly woke from her nightmare.

She sat up in shock.

Yun Qinglan, already in a light sleep, woke up immediately, holding Su Muyao, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here, everything’s alright."

Yun Qinglan comforted her for a moment, then with a wave of his sleeve, lit the candle in the room.

Su Muyao found the dream too realistic and vivid, still feeling disoriented.

Listening to Yun Qinglan’s voice, Su Muyao’s eyes were red, a layer of mist covering them.

"Yun, I’m sorry."

Speaking, Su Muyao reached to tug at his clothes; he had shielded her from a fatal blow.

She didn’t know how those beastmen identified her as Yun Qinglan’s weak spot, specifically targeting her to distract him, intending to harm him.

In a daze, Su Muyao instinctively tugged at his garment, wanting to see his chest.

Yun Qinglan sensed Su Muyao’s distress, initially planning to continue comforting her, but seeing her actions at that moment.

Before he could react, the thin layer of fabric was tugged open, revealing his chest.

Especially when her warm fingers touched him, Yun Qinglan gasped sharply.

He held her hand, "Yaoyao, what are you doing?"

Holding her, he was already prone to desire, and at this moment, he couldn’t guarantee he’d remain calm and rational without acting on these feelings.

She likely overestimated his self-control.

"No wounds, no blood, that’s good."

Seeing him unharmed, Su Muyao relaxed, barely able to sit upright, feeling weak.

Holding her, Yun Qinglan asked, "What’s wrong?"

Watching her eyes and sensing her mind wasn’t right, holding her, lowering his head, gently kissing her lips to comfort her with affection.

"Yaoyao, wake up, tell me what’s wrong?"

At that moment, the system sensed Su Muyao’s significant emotional fluctuation, speaking out, "Host, did you have a nightmare?"

The voice in her mind pulled Su Muyao from the dream’s influence, bringing her back to reality, "Yes, I dreamt about the ritual ceremony, something goes wrong during the ceremony, Qinglan gets hurt too."

"Host, you are not an ordinary beastman; this could be a warning, better to prepare preemptively."

Listening to the system, Su Muyao understood, calmed herself, tightly embracing Yun Qinglan, responding to his soothing affection.

After a long while, when she could hardly catch her breath, she gently pushed away, "Yun, if I say there are spies mixed within the Xuanyuan Clan planning to cause trouble at the ritual ceremony, do you believe me?"

Yun Qinglan, though surprised, answered affirmatively, "I believe you."

Su Muyao hurriedly recounted the scenes from her dream to Yun Qinglan.

Yun Qinglan’s clear gaze turned solemn, his expression growing serious.

"Those causing trouble, do you recognize their appearance?"

Su Muyao nodded, "I can draw them."

Speaking, Su Muyao got out of bed, Yun Qinglan led her to the nearby study.

Su Muyao picked up a pen and drew the individuals’ appearances.

All suspicious figures, and those inciting chaos, she remembered them clearly, drawing them all.

Su Muyao’s drawing skills were excellent, sketching each person distinctly.

Seeing some of those faces, Yun Qinglan’s eyes darkened, his complexion paled.