"Meet Teacher Yuehua?" Xue Ke was taken aback for a moment, then happily exclaimed, "I can help!"
"Let's go! I'll take you!"
Before Ye Qiu could respond, Xue Ke enthusiastically took his hand and led him upstairs.
Given her status, she had a good relationship with Tang Yuehua in Yuexuan, considered one of Tang Yuehua's prized students.
Therefore, no one dared to stop her.
"Thank you, Xue Ke!"
"You're welcome. After you meet Teacher Yuehua, I can play the harp for you!"
Xue Ke squeezed Ye Qiu's hand, her face flushed, her heart filled with excitement.
Ye Qiu smiled but didn't reply, silently following behind her. It was better for him to behave himself for the time being.
The top floor of Yuexuan was Tang Yuehua's private space.
No one was allowed to go up without her permission.
Before them was a huge hall, decorated even more elegantly than the first floor, filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and fragrant ancient wood, all exuding a delicate fragrance.
The hall was surrounded by a circle of rooms with their doors tightly shut.
"Ye Qiu, wait for me a moment."
"Okay!"
Xue Ke gently walked to one of the rooms and knocked lightly on the door.
Knock knock!
"Teacher Yuehua~"
Creak!
At Xue Ke's call, the door opened, and a beautiful woman emerged.
Her long, grey-blue hair was styled with a precious hair ornament, her bangs swaying gently. She wore a silver palace-style long dress, very elegant, making her appear graceful and natural.
Even with her delicate brows furrowed, she was captivating.
"Xue Ke, is there something you need?"
Xue Ke playfully stuck out her tongue, knowing that what she was doing was improper.
"Teacher Yuehua, someone wants to visit you. His name is Ye Qiu!"
Saying this, Xue Ke jogged over to Ye Qiu's side and took his hand again.
Hearing Ye Qiu's name, Tang Yuehua trembled slightly, somewhat losing her composure, her gaze falling excitedly on Ye Qiu.
Her eyes were filled with tenderness and love.
"Master Tang, I am Ye Qiu!"
Ye Qiu noticed the way she looked at him, which was very similar to Liu Erlong's, only lacking the aggressiveness.
"Master Tang," Tang Yuehua murmured softly, then nodded slightly, her eyes glistening with tears.
Xue Ke also noticed the awkward atmosphere, glancing at Ye Qiu and then at Tang Yuehua.
"Xue Ke, you may go downstairs now!" Tang Yuehua said softly, her gentle voice already hoarse.
"Yes," Xue Ke hesitated, glanced at Ye Qiu again, and then walked downstairs, turning back several times.
After her figure disappeared, Tang Yuehua quickly walked towards Ye Qiu.
After learning that Ye Qiu was coming to find her, she had been mentally preparing herself every day.
But when she actually saw him, she still couldn't help but get excited.
She reached out to touch Ye Qiu,
but Ye Qiu almost stepped back.
Tang Yuehua paused for a moment, blinked, and as tears slid down her cheeks, she said softly,
"Come in with me!"
"Okay!" Ye Qiu nodded and followed her into the elegant and cozy room.
In the center of the room sat a beautiful harp, surrounded by some everyday furniture.
"Come sit here."
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As soon as they entered, Tang Yuehua took Ye Qiu's hand and led him to the table, pulling him to sit down.
Ye Qiu looked at the two steaming cups of tea on the table,
his heart filled with doubt.
Had there been someone else in this room just now?!
"Have some tea." Tang Yuehua had obviously noticed this as well, but she didn't seem to care, pushing a cup of hot tea towards Ye Qiu.
"Hmm, thank you!"
Ye Qiu didn't stand on ceremony, gently picking it up and taking a sip, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Besides the aroma of tea, there seemed to be another flavor?
Tang Yuehua didn't move, simply watching Ye Qiu's every move quietly, her eyes filled with memories, a look of infatuation on her face.
Sister Erlong was right, he was indeed not as mature and composed as he used to be.
Being stared at like that by her was getting a little too much for Ye Qiu.
"Master Tang,"
"Call me Yuehua, okay?"
Tang Yuehua looked at him steadily, smiling gently, her tone carrying a hint of pleading.
"Yuehua."
"Mmm!" Just that one address brought tears to Tang Yuehua's eyes again.
Unlike Liu Erlong, although she longed to rush into his arms, she knew in her heart that he wasn't entirely him yet.
"Hoo~" Tang Yuehua gently wiped away her tears. Suddenly, a golden ring descended from above her head and unfolded.
The domain, called the Noble Ring, calmed both Ye Qiu and herself considerably.
"You seem a little afraid to come see me? Is it because of Tang Hao?"
Just as Ye Qiu was somewhat surprised by the wonder of her domain, Tang Yuehua smiled and asked.
"You know?!"
Ye Qiu looked at her in surprise. The name Tang Hao she mentioned didn't seem to carry any special emotion, and he wasn't even considered family?
"I know roughly!" Tang Yuehua nodded gently and said calmly, "Actually, you don't need to care about his life or death at all, and I won't care either."
"Why do you say that? Aren't you his younger sister?" Ye Qiu was full of confusion.
"I can't say that!" "
..."
Tang Yuehua's voice suddenly became somewhat playful, making Ye Qiu feel strange.
Although she looked to be only in her early twenties, she had such a playful and cute demeanor; the contrast was too great.
"Anyway... I don't owe those two brothers anything anymore!" Tang Yuehua didn't seem to care; she was simply reverting to the state she was in when she was with Ye Xiu back then.
"Second Sister Erlong has already told me what you want to know! I'm sorry... I..."
Under Ye Qiu's surprised gaze, Tang Yuehua couldn't help herself. Before she could finish speaking, she got up and sat down next to Ye Qiu.
"Mind if I lean on your shoulder for a bit?" A blush crept across her face, and her soft hand gently grasped Ye Qiu's forearm, her voice trembling.
Ye Qiu turned his head, meeting her gaze, and looking into the shimmer in her eyes, he slowly shook his head.
"Thank you~" Tang Yuehua's lips curled into an alluring smile, a mixture of restraint and madness, as she tightly embraced Ye Qiu's arm, pulling it into her breasts, and gently leaned her head against his shoulder.
Looking at his face so close, inhaling that long-lost fragrance, Tang Yuehua pursed her red lips, her desire overwhelming, wanting to taste it, yet she lacked the strength. She
could only lament inwardly.
With such a beauty beside him, Ye Qiu felt as if half his body was sinking into a quagmire, unable to escape.
A delicate fragrance lingered around his nose, and her hair swayed against his cheek.
Ye Qiu finally understood Cao Cao; a young woman was indeed not to be touched, there was only the difference between once and countless times! His Adam's apple
bobbed involuntarily.
"Yuehua, I wonder if you know about those things?"