"Thank you for the hospitality, we won't disturb you any longer."

After dinner, Wang Xiaole led Mewo White to the door of the palace leading to the outside, facing the direction of the White River to bid farewell.

He had intended to bow respectfully in gratitude to the warm and gracious elder, but he thought better of it. He was afraid that if he lowered his head, his chin might accidentally bump into White River's forehead...

"If your granddaughter is willing, she can come see me anytime, and this young man can come along as well."

From White River's current attitude, it seemed she was full of goodwill towards Wang Xiaole, even the parties involved thought so.

Before the official farewell, White River took back the few minutes she had borrowed from Wang Xiaole from Mewo White, which prompted a slight change in Wang Xiaole's mindset.

In that brief moment, White River lowered her right hand to pat his knee (shoulder unreachable), and in a tone of a peer, she reminded him, "My initial impression of you is not bad. As long as you don't commit unforgivable mistakes, the royal family will always welcome your visits."

Having interacted with so many people, Wang Xiaole's emotional intelligence had been thoroughly exercised, and he could clearly discern the key points in White River's words.

If he couldn't distinguish, he wouldn't have the following doubts: "Unforgivable mistakes? What exactly are they?"

"Oh, don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's nothing, I'm just reminding you..."

At this moment, Wang Xiaole had bent over;

White River, therefore, could tiptoe and bring her small mouth close to his ear, making a sticky sound reminiscent of glutinous rice: "If you're my granddaughter's friend, I'll always welcome you; but if you plan to be her boyfriend, we'll be enemies!"

Wang Xiaole trembled, about to respond, but White River pinched his earlobe with her short fingers and a warm sensation spread through his ear.

Several teeth that didn't reveal any sharpness lightly touched his ear, feeling like a mosquito bite, but without drawing a drop of blood.

"My kind reminder, I hope the young man will remember."

After emphasizing once again, White River officially distanced herself from Wang Xiaole's side, licking her teeth with her raised tongue.

At this point, Wang Xiaole still pretended to be clueless, innocently blinking his big eyes, "How can an ordinary pretty girl like me become Mewo White's boyfriend? Or do you, White River, think I look like a male?"

"Not just look like, you're actually a male!"

"I-I don't understand what you're saying, White River..."

"Humph, don't pretend, young man! The orcs' sense of smell is keen, far beyond what a human like you can imagine."

Unless White River happened to have a blocked nose due to a cold on the day she met Wang Xiaole, she would definitely smell the male scent on him.

"You don't need to stubbornly keep denying, I don't reject males like you from becoming good friends with Mewo White."

To prove her point, White River deliberately took out a thick book she carried with her as a gift to Wang Xiaole.

Wang Xiaole took the book and looked at the title on the cover, his mind pondering over the line of words:

"From Beginner to Master: 8 Levels of Proficiency in the Mewo White Language"

"They actually sell this kind of book on the market?"

"No, the book that young people are holding in their hands is the only limited edition in the world, because I have never written a second one."

Since retiring, Baishui had been at a loss for how to pass the time; compared to the absurd ideas she had in the past, choosing to spend her time writing was a significant improvement.

And this book was valuable.

People like Wang Xiaole, who found it difficult to understand the meaning of silence, would find it much easier to communicate with Mewo White in the future if they took the time to read this book.

By giving away this book, Baishui was demonstrating a significantly more friendly attitude than she had in the past.

At this point, Wang Xiaole realized that:

Whether as a father or a grandmother, the way to care for Mewo White was quite similar; neither allowed any members of the opposite sex to become romantically involved with Mewo White in any way, and certainly not to transition from being ordinary friends to lovers or more.

However, if one were to compare:

Baishui's attitude was much milder than Baixiong's, the latter rejecting any interaction with the daughter by the opposite sex, not even allowing a single male fly to be spared;

the former was different, as long as she wasn't facing her granddaughter's boyfriend, her attitude wouldn't be so terrible.

As the central figure being cared for by these two family members, Mewo White had no idea:

That she was subjected to excessive protection from both her father and her grandmother without her knowledge.

Mewo White also did not realize:

That just by being by her side, "Big Brother" had to endure heavy pressure from two sides.

However, that being said:

Wang Xiaole was certainly not one to fear power and pressure.

The more Baishui lectured him and Baixiong displayed a tough stance, the more he wished to get closer to Mewo White!

This was probably the rebellious attitude that he had subtly shown due to his age, the essence of which was a confrontational stance of "going against the grain".

After insincerely assuring Baishui, Wang Xiaole was "released" by her in a way.

He bid a final "goodbye" on behalf of Mewo White, then walked out feeling the weight of her gaze on him the whole time.

Outside the sleeping chambers, Baixiong still stood in his original position, retaining a dominant posture.

Only when he saw his daughter emerge did Baixiong, like a mountainous bear, relax slightly both physically and mentally.

"How is Grandmother doing?"

"..."

"Yes, the same as before. She indeed always lives younger than anyone else!"

For some reason, Baixiong did not go in to see his mother-in-law, suggesting that their relationship was not particularly good; however, judging from his relieved reaction, Baixiong must have cared a lot about his mother-in-law, otherwise he wouldn't have been so eager to inquire as soon as his daughter came out.

"Why are you staring at me, kid?"

After the unsettled emotions were swept away from within, Baixiong began to nitpick.

Wang Xiaole really didn't want to have a conversation with this natural enemy, but he had to ask:

"Where am I sleeping tonight?"

After dinner in the palace, the time had progressed from evening to approaching midnight, and usually at this time, all creatures except for night owls were sound asleep.

Glancing at the increasingly darkening sky outside the window, Polar Bear realized he hadn't arranged a place to stay yet. It was indeed a bit rude for an emperor who should supposedly treat the matter with caution.

Polar Bear was not happy to be questioned on the spot by a human, so he immediately instructed the guard standing by to lead Wang Xiaole to a palace on the east side.

"Lead him to the palace on the east side," Polar Bear instructed the guard.

At the same time, Mewo White walked softly, planning to follow her big brother.

But Mewo White was stopped by her towering father before she could succeed.

In the midst of the solid blockade, Polar Bear gently told his daughter:

"He is very tired, let him have a good night's sleep, and you should go back to the palace on the west side."

The two rooms on the east and west sides were very far apart, let alone walking, it would take a long time even if one were to run.

From this, it can be seen:

Out of a protective instinct, Polar Bear went to Wang Xiaole's room to make sure his cherished daughter didn't secretly run over. What kind of effort did he put in exactly?

There were multiple layers of precautions, as Polar Bear specifically ordered the night guards to watch the main and back entrances, especially to prevent the princess from leaving her room.

With double security measures in place, Polar Bear believed he had done everything perfectly for tonight's security.

Unfortunately, as a father, his thoughts were still not mature enough.

In some aspects, Mewo White was extraordinarily stubborn;

Even if she was requested by her father not to go play with her big brother at night, she would not obediently go back to her room to sleep later!

After being stopped, Mewo White began to wait for an opportunity;

That opportunity wouldn't come until two hours later, transitioning from midnight to the early hours of the morning.

Many people have experienced:

The more parents forbid something, the more one wants to sneak out in the dead of night when no one knows and do it in secret.

Now, what Mewo White held was almost such a thief-like mentality.

To her, the issue of guards and distance was not a problem at all.

Despite facing numerous obstacles along the way, she was determined to go to "big brother's" side and sleep with him as before!

In her heart, Mewo White named this action "The Covert Operation of Warming the Bed."

There was no sound like a "whoosh" that followed, as Mewo White couldn't make a sound, always acting in complete silence.

Her pair of small feet twisted upwards, propelling her entire body, leaping several meters onto the ceiling.

Now, with her back facing the bed, Mewo White's limbs spread out symmetrically in an instant, just like a cat;

Her ten fingers on both hands and feet gripped the rough surface of the ceiling, firmly like a gecko, in a secure position.

Where Mewo White used to live had no ceilings, but tonight was different;

Polar Bear intentionally arranged a room for his daughter with no additional exits in order to prevent her from sneaking out;

The walls on all four sides of the room were not only solid, but the windows were also set very high.

Let's put it this way:

In this room, the height of the window matches that of the ceiling;

Such unethical interior design was clearly intended to prevent certain restless children from sneaking out at night.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would have been completely stumped;

But in Mewo White's dictionary, there is no such thing as "giving up."

At this moment, she is walking on the surface of the ceiling;

With agility that could rival a ninja, Mewo White stealthily approached the window, swept her cat tail sideways, and gently pushed the window open outward.