A heavy stone finally fell from Gu Chengyin's heart, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
He had finally nipped this dangerous sign in the bud!
A relaxed smile appeared on his face. He rubbed Gu Xiaoli's head as a reward and said gently,
"So, don't think about how to be a maid anymore. Just be my sister with peace of mind."
"Now, go back to your own bed and sleep, okay?"
Gu Xiaoli was very obedient. She seemed to have completely accepted her new identity as a sister, nodding and replying, "Okay, brother."
After saying that, she started to move, preparing to get out of the warm covers.
Gu Chengyin also breathed a sigh of relief. He looked to the side and suddenly noticed a light brown female official's dress hanging on the bedpost, with a softer white inner dress draped over it.
Looking at the size, it seemed to be...
Gu Chengyin didn't even turn his head. He accurately placed one hand on Gu Xiaoli's head and, without any explanation, pressed her right back into the blanket.
At the same time, he used his other hand to quickly tuck the corners of the blanket back around her, wrapping her up tightly, leaving only the part above her nose exposed for breathing.
"Mmh?"
Gu Xiaoli was a bit dazed by this sudden suppression, letting out a muffled sound of confusion from under the covers.
Looking at Gu Xiaoli's large eyes, which were filled with bewilderment and grievance due to his rough actions just now, Gu Chengyin realized that his suppression must have frightened her.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's brother's fault." Then he changed the subject and asked, "Is Xiaoli tired today?"
Gu Xiaoli's attention was indeed diverted.
She blinked, seemingly forgetting the little episode just now, shook her head, and a serious expression appeared on her face.
"Xiaoli is not tired."
Gu Chengyin continued to ask,
"It's good that you're not tired. Do you know what stage we are at now? Tell brother."
Mentioning this, Gu Xiaoli's eyes brightened a bit more, and she said clearly,
"Sister Yun Ying asked Xiaoli to fill in a lot of data, which are the missing parts in those account books."
"Some numbers don't match, some entries are incomplete, and some look fine but contradict other records when compared."
"Xiaoli filled them all in, and the incorrect data has also been corrected."
"Sister Yun Ying said this saved a lot of time and energy."
"Otherwise, we would have to retrieve a large number of Luoshan Stone flakes from the Inner Library as samples, and then check, fill in, and correct the data one by one."
"The workload would be very large, and it would be easy to make mistakes, requiring several times more manpower."
Gu Chengyin listened patiently and nodded slightly.
Gu Xiaoli continued, "But because Xiaoli has already sorted out the missing and chaotic data, we can directly start building the chain of evidence on this basis."
"Her Highness said that once the chain of evidence is almost built and the nodes and directions are confirmed, we only need to extract the most crucial small portion of the Luoshan Stone flakes."
"They can just be added as direct evidence, so we don't have to dig out tens of thousands of flakes, saving so much effort."
She finally concluded, "Sister Yun Ying also said that if it weren't for Xiaoli, they would have to check the data first and then build the chain of evidence, which would make them busy to death."
After speaking, she looked at Gu Chengyin eagerly.
A sincere smile appeared on Gu Chengyin's face, a heartfelt gratification.
"Your Sister Yun Ying is absolutely right."
He reached out and gently rubbed Gu Xiaoli's furry head exposed outside the blanket, his movements gentle.
"It's really great to have you here."
Feeling the warm touch from the top of her head, Gu Xiaoli's world-weary calmness was finally broken.
Her eyes curved into crescents, and an incredibly happy smile bloomed on her face.
She looked just like a little kitten receiving its owner's affection.
Gu Chengyin's mood also relaxed a lot. His gaze swept over the brocade quilt and then looked at the deep night outside the window.
He immediately made a decision, stood up, and said to Gu Xiaoli, "You should sleep here tonight, to save the trouble of going back and forth. It wouldn't be good if you caught a cold."
After speaking, he prepared to turn and leave, but his wrist was suddenly tightly grabbed by a small hand.
"Brother!"
Gu Xiaoli's voice carried obvious panic and confusion, "Where are you going? Did Xiaoli do something wrong?"
She grabbed very tightly, as if afraid that Gu Chengyin would disappear once she let go. A layer of mist covered her large eyes, filled with unease.
Gu Chengyin paused his steps. He could feel that Gu Xiaoli seemed to lack a sense of security?
He turned around, softened his voice, and comforted her, "Xiaoli didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not angry."
"Then why is brother leaving?" Gu Xiaoli continued to hold his wrist and asked.
Gu Chengyin patiently explained, "Because you are my sister now."
"Brothers and sisters cannot sleep in the same bed."
"So I'm not leaving, but going to another room to rest."
However, upon hearing this, Gu Xiaoli frowned her delicate brows.
She thought for a moment, and then said in a soft, uncertain tone,
"But, when Xiaoli was in the palace, I heard that many brothers and sisters from noble families sleep together..."
Gu Chengyin, "..."
After fiercely despising these noble families in his heart.
Gu Chengyin said in a solemn tone,
"Xiaoli, what you heard is all wrong. It's incorrect, it violates human ethics and morals, and it will be despised by everyone."
"In a normal family, the brother protects the sister, and the sister respects and loves the brother, but there must be appropriate distance and boundaries between them, especially after they grow up."
"This is what is right, and what is worth respecting and learning. Do you understand?"
Gu Xiaoli nodded, seemingly understanding but not fully, and replied softly, "Xiaoli understands, that is wrong."
"Yes, exactly."
Gu Chengyin breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally twisted her skewed concepts back a bit.
He emphasized again, "Now, close your eyes and go to sleep like a good girl. There are still many things to be busy with tomorrow."
After speaking, Gu Chengyin gently patted the blanket roll wrapping Gu Xiaoli.
Then he stood up and carefully tucked the corners of the blanket for her, ensuring she was wrapped tightly.
"Good night, sister Xiaoli."
Gu Chengyin said warmly, then walked to the table and extinguished the lamp.
The room plunged into darkness again, with only the faint starlight and moonlight outside the window outlining blurred silhouettes.
Listening to Gu Chengyin's footsteps gradually fading away and finally disappearing outside the door, the room became completely quiet.
Gu Xiaoli was wrapped in the warm blanket, which still held a scent that made her feel at ease.
It had been far too long since she last smelled this familiar scent.
Gu Xiaoli mimicked Gu Chengyin's tone from just now, using a voice that only she could hear.
Facing the empty room, she murmured softly,
"Good night, brother."
"Good night, Niangniang."

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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."