Leng Yan took Qin Du back to the courtyard. After returning to the courtyard, Leng Yan let Qin Du move freely, but not to go too far away from the courtyard.

Then, she turned and walked out. Leng Yan couldn't help but purse her lips into a straight line as she turned around. She remembered how Luo Qingrou had told her back in Luo Qingrou's courtyard that her junior brother wasn't as innocent as he appeared. Thinking of this, Leng Yan couldn't help but doubt whether she had made the right decision by bringing Qin Du back to her courtyard.

Leng Yan thought that she should ask other people. Then she called the crane to go to Qingyu's residence.

Soon Leng Yan arrived in front of a courtyard. Since Qingyu had no plans to accept a disciple, he had not yet opened a mountain on his own but continued to live in his original courtyard.

It was called a courtyard, but it was actually similar to the residences of mortal officials. It lacked the vermilion gates of ordinary official residences. Leng Yan entered the courtyard and was greeted by a dense bamboo forest, with only a narrow cobblestone path leading through it. To the left, within the bamboo forest, stood a small pavilion where Qingyu would occasionally brew tea. The environment was quiet and elegant, and Leng Yan preferred Qingyu's residence to the other three's.

After passing through the bamboo forest, you will see neatly arranged houses. The houses are very exquisitely built, and the bamboo forest outside seems to be divided into two worlds. One side is the secular world, and the other side is the fairyland.

Looking at the empty yard, Leng Yan frowned and wondered where Qingyu had gone.

At this time, she saw a room with black smoke, and Leng Yan walked over and pushed the door open. As soon as the door was opened, a thick smoke rushed towards Leng Yan, and Leng Yan immediately stepped back several steps to avoid the thick smoke.

Looking at the thick smoke, Leng Yan frowned, and then as if accepting his fate, the spiritual power in his hands began to gather. As the spiritual power gathered, the surroundings suddenly became several degrees colder, and ice chips appeared in the air.

Leng Yan waved the spiritual power in his hand towards the house on fire. The moment the spiritual power touched the house, the house was frozen by thick ice and the fire in the house was instantly extinguished.

The rest of the Jade Courtyard wasn't spared either, frozen like the room itself. The courtyard, seemingly carved from ice, shone brightly in the sunlight, and wisps of cold air could be seen rising from it. The entire courtyard was exquisite and beautiful.

Leng Yan lowered her eyes, without any emotion, as if nothing in the world could arouse her interest.

Before Qingyu even reached her yard, she saw the light reflected from the ice surrounding it. Qingyu chuckled softly and stepped onto the ice to enter the yard.

As he had expected, the courtyard was completely covered in ice. Qingyu saw Leng Yan standing in the courtyard and exclaimed, "It's really beautiful." He couldn't tell whether he was referring to Leng Yan's beauty or the beauty of the courtyard frozen in ice.

Leng Yan heard the voice and turned around, looking at Qingyu with her beautiful eyes without any emotion.

After a long moment, Leng Yan's clear and cold voice rang out: "I'll get the wine." Qing Yu looked at Leng Yan with a faint smile, then pointed at the courtyard frozen by the ice and said: "Yan'er, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Leng Yan glanced at the yard that Qingyu pointed at and said, "Your house is on fire." Then he waved his hand and the ice wrapped around the yard turned into light blue light and disappeared.

Seeing this, Qingyu chuckled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you some wine." Leng Yan just nodded lightly.

Soon Qingyu took out the wine and handed the storage ring to Lengyan. Lengyan took it and looked at him and said, "I want to talk to you."

Qingyu looked at Leng Yan. No matter where she stood, Leng Yan was always the protagonist. She was always someone people looked up to, but it was this existence that she never needed others to look up to her. Moreover, this existence was always cold, indifferent, and alienated. She almost rejected everyone's approach.

Leng Yan appears to be cold on the surface, but Qingyu knows that she is just pretending. There is a hint of tenderness in her cold appearance, but her heart is always ice-cold and no one can get close to her heart.

Those who thought they had reached her heart never truly understood her. Qingyu thought he might be crazy. Knowing that no one could reach her heart, he still refused to give up, just to gamble on that slight possibility. But there were countless people in this world who had the same thoughts as him.

Qingyu suppressed the bitterness in her heart and smiled lightly: "Okay."

Then he led Leng Yan into the pavilion in the bamboo forest and sat down. After Leng Yan sat down, he said calmly, "Is this what happened yesterday?"

Qingyu told Lengyan everything without hiding anything. When Lengyan heard Qingyu say that they were just looking for entertainment and had no other thoughts, Lengyan believed Qingyu. Although Qingyu was hypocritical, what he said to her was still credible.

Leng Yan lowered her eyes, realizing that Qin Du had deceived her. She felt very calm, and her eyes were devoid of any emotion. She stood up and said, "I understand. I'm leaving now." Then she turned and walked out.

Qingyu watched Leng Yan's departing figure. He felt that he would never understand Leng Yan, but he could still sense that Leng Yan was very calm and not at all surprised when she knew that Qin Du had deceived her, as if she had known it all along. He also knew that Leng Yan had no other thoughts about Qin Du. She treated Qin Du like any other disciple, simply out of concern for her younger brother.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.