Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 386

Chapter 386: The body pillow discovered

Xiang Yu lay in bed, his body heavy with fatigue. The sun peeked through the curtains, casting warm light across the room. He squinted at the brightness, annoyed that it was already morning. After tossing around the previous night he had to seriously recharge this he slept so deeply.

He slowly turned his head to the side, expecting to see Han Xin lying beside him, but the spot was empty.

A frown crossed his face wondering where he had gone to. He did remember that Han Xin came to bed last night and slept with. Thinking that Han Xin had disappeared again without a word Xiang Yu pulled the covers over his head sulking.

"Your Highness," came the steward’s voice, breaking through his cocoon of blankets. "You can’t keep sleeping. You need to join everyone for breakfast before leaving for the heritage tour."

Xiang Yu muttered from beneath the covers, "I would rather go to the academy."

The steward sighed, picking up scattered items from the room. "I already asked for leave for you."

Suddenly, the steward exclaimed, "Your Highness!"

Startled, Xiang Yu shot up, his heart racing. "What? What happened?"

The steward pointed, his eyes wide. "Why do you have this? When did you—"

Xiang Yu looked down, his cheeks flushing as he realized he was clutching the body pillow with Han Xin’s face printed on it. He nearly tumbled out of bed, scrambling to snatch it away. "Don’t overthink it!" he insisted, embarrassed.

The steward shook his head, still in shock. "Your Highness, this is not good. What if someone finds out?"

"Who would find out? It’s our secret," Xiang Yu replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

Just then, the door swung open, and Han Xin stepped in, fresh from the training room. Xiang Yu’s heart dropped as he quickly hid the pillow behind him, but Han Xin’s keen eyes noticed the movement.

"What’s that?" Han Xin asked, curiosity sparkling in his eyes.

"It’s nothing," Xiang Yu blurted, attempting to shove the pillow toward the steward. "Where have you been?"

The steward, however, knew better than to get involved in this. He quietly excused himself, slipping out of the room as he sensed the tension.

Xiang Yu’s mind raced. He had already forgotten that he had taken the pillow out last night, thinking Han Xin wouldn’t come. Now, he felt trapped in a web of embarrassment.

Han Xin stepped closer, a teasing smile on his face. "I was at the training room... Let me see."

Xiang Yu stammered, "I—uh—"

He wanted to protest, to stop Han Xin from taking it. But the moment Han Xin stepped closer, an intense scent enveloped him. It was so intoxicating that he couldn’t think straight for a moment. It wasn’t that Han Xin was deliberately releasing his pheromones but that he had been training vigorously just now and didn’t take a shower. Xiang Yu felt himself lean in, drawn by something he couldn’t resist.