Ye Qiu didn't dwell on Tang Hao's matter, resisting the temptation, and continued the previous conversation.
Tang Yuehua shook her head apologetically.
"Sorry, I don't know much about them either."
Ye Qiu naturally knew who she meant by "them"—the group of evil soul masters.
"Is that so?" Ye Qiu wasn't too disappointed; he had already prepared.
"However, regarding Sister Dong, although I can't say much, I can give you a heads-up!" Suddenly, Tang Yuehua leaned close to Ye Qiu's ear, gently blowing warm air, a mysterious smile on her face.
"?" Ye Qiu looked at her strangely.
"When facing the Pope of the Spirit Hall, don't be careless~" Tang Yuehua's eyes flashed with helplessness, then a hint of schadenfreude, as she slowly sat up straight.
"Isn't the Pope of the Spirit Hall Bibi Dong?" Ye Qiu's face was even more puzzled; why was her address to Bibi Dong so intimate one moment and so distant the next?
"Sort of!" Tang Yuehua said lightly.
She wouldn't disobey Bibi Dong's instructions.
"Sort of?" Ye Qiu was puzzled. Why would she warn him to be careful of Bibi Dong? Logically, their relationship should be quite good! Lost
in thought, the pressure on his arm suddenly changed; Tang Yuehua had stood up again.
Ignoring Ye Qiu's confusion, she slowly walked to the harp in the center of the room and sat down.
She looked at Ye Qiu earnestly.
"That's enough of the warning! Listen to me play a piece for you, okay?"
"Okay!" Ye Qiu suppressed his doubts and nodded gently.
Receiving Ye Qiu's response, Tang Yuehua smiled, her jade-like foot seemingly stepping on something.
Suddenly, soft golden light poured down from the roof.
Under the light, Tang Yuehua's smile was radiant, like a young girl experiencing first love, making Ye Qiu somewhat dazed.
Her nimble fingers glided lightly across the strings, each note flowing like a poem full of love, creating a beautiful and moving melody.
Her fingertips danced, her elegant movements like writing an invisible poem, a musical poem that floated in the air, stirring the soul.
Ye Qiu was somewhat amazed by her superb skill; even though he didn't understand music, he could hear the various emotions contained within.
The melodious piano music first burst forth with the passion of a young girl, interspersed with moments of melancholy and somberness, then filled with love, gradually becoming steady and peaceful!
A gentle, serene, and tender aura suddenly enveloped Ye Qiu, his mind emptying, his eyelids slowly growing heavy.
The gentle, peaceful piano music abruptly stopped.
Tang Yuehua looked softly at Ye Qiu, who had fallen asleep on the table.
She rose and came to Ye Qiu's side, slowly extending her hands towards him.
Tang Yuehua actually used a princess carry to gently place Ye Qiu on the bed.
She looked completely relaxed.
If the students had seen this, the impact of this scene would have been no less than Lin Daiyu uprooting a willow tree!
She placed Ye Qiu on her bed, gently covered him with the blanket, and watched him sleep soundly. The impulse in her heart could no longer be suppressed.
She slowly leaned down, capturing Ye Qiu's lips with hers, gently coating them with an alluring, glistening moisture.
"I never expected you to be like this, Yuehua, acting like a lovesick fool!"
Suddenly, a dark shadow darted past the window, accompanied by a teasing voice.
Tang Yuehua calmly parted her lips, wiping away the traces she had left behind, and turned to look.
She saw a dark figure sitting in the spot where Ye Qiu had been sitting, stretching lazily.
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"Speaking of which, Yuehua, your cultivation is getting higher and higher, you've even made me sleepy."
The newcomer had short, shoulder-length purple hair, deep, bright eyes, and a delicate, beautiful face. She wore a black leather outfit, was tall and sexy, and her voluptuousness was comparable to Zhu Zhuqing's.
This person was one of the few female Title Douluos in the Soul Master world, Lingyuan Douluo, whose Martial Soul was the Fiery Lingyuan, and whose Soul Rings were two yellow, two purple, and five black. She was a level 94 Power Attack Type Title Douluo!
"Sister Lingyuan, what do you mean by 'insane woman'?" Tang Yuehua looked at the woman in front of her, then turned to look at Ye Qiu, her fingertips lightly touching the corner of his mouth, wiping away the remaining tears.
At the same time, her expression was extremely gentle, her beautiful face flushed, and her voice was firm.
"I have long since become his private property."
Glancing at Ye Qiu on the bed, Lingyuan Douluo couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be waiting for such a small man, though he's quite handsome!"
"But... that's no excuse for him drinking the tea I've already drunk, is it?"
"Sister Lingyuan drank it?" Tang Yuehua was taken aback, a wry smile and apology on her face.
"It's my fault, I wasn't paying attention!"
"It's alright, I'll just drink it back, won't I?" Lingyuan Douluo gently picked up the cup in front of her.
Under Tang Yuehua's surprised gaze, she took a small sip.
Resting her chin on her hand, she looked at Tang Yuehua teasingly, then commented:
"Hmm, the taste is quite good, no wonder you're so into it."
"I wonder if you mind having me too?"
Lingyuan Douluo looked at Ye Qiu lying on the bed, her eyes full of curiosity.
"Sure! I have no objection!" Tang Yuehua rolled her eyes at her and sat down in her seat again.
"Haha. Then I'll have to write a proper application! I've protected you for so many years, I've done my part, right? Dong'er wouldn't be so heartless as to let me grow old alone, would she?"
Ling Yuan Douluo seemed genuinely moved, her hands cupping her chin, her eyes flashing with longing.
"Why go through all that trouble? Sister Ling Yuan only needs to make Ye Qiu fall for you!" Tang Yuehua didn't even bother to change her cup, just added some tea to it.
"Alright, enough joking! I wouldn't fall for a child, even though he intrigues me."
Ling Yuan Douluo tossed her neat short hair, abandoning her flippant demeanor.
She asked Tang Yuehua, "So, what brings you here this time?"
"Well, it seems Sister Erlong is being targeted by those evil soul masters, I need your help to protect her secretly!" Tang Yuehua nodded slightly, a hint of worry in her eyes.
"No problem! Protecting you is my top priority!"
"I also happened to be escaping that crazy woman."
Ling Yuan Douluo nodded without hesitation, a look of joy on his face, seemingly relieved.
Hearing Ling Yuan Douluo mention the crazy woman, Tang Yuehua asked,
"Is she alright?"
"Yuehua, why are you concerned about her? As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, would she possibly suffer any injustice?"
Ling Yuan Douluo asked, a hint of surprise on his face.