"Qing girl, do you think I like Bai Chu?" Lu Ying asked blankly, turning the empty teacup in her hand, her eyes full of desire.

"Aunt, I can't confirm it for you, but I can help you analyze it. My analysis is: you don't like Bai Chu. To be precise, it's not the kind of love that lasts until death, but rather an admiration for Bai Chu's appearance and a good impression of him as a friend. In fact, this is also love, but it's probably because the two adults mentioned the marriage, which made you misunderstand and conflate two different kinds of love."

This is the conclusion of Ye Qingyue’s analysis.

Lu Ying pursed her lips and remained silent, thinking carefully. The more she thought, the more she felt that Ye Qing was right.

Lu Ying has never liked anyone else. The first person she showed her love to was Bai Chu.

So, was she mistaken? She did like Bai Chu, but it was just a friend's affection?

In an instant, Lu Ying suddenly realized, as if the clouds in front of her eyes were dispersed, her heavy heart was relieved, and she felt unprecedentedly comfortable.

"Qing girl, I've figured it out. You're absolutely right." Lu Ying couldn't help but hugged Ye Qingyue, her eyes filled with joy. "Qing girl, you're really too smart. If you don't know, you might think you've liked so many people and are a master at this. But is true love really that magical? Well, it would be great if I could meet that person one day."

I heard that love depends on fate, and some people may never meet the person who makes their heart beat faster in their entire life.

Ye Qingyue's eyelashes drooped slightly. In fact, she was a little curious, but it was just a thought. She knew that she would not and could not like someone.

-

When Ye Qingyue returned home, a maid told her that her mother was waiting for her.

In the hall, Ye's mother sat with a serious face and asked, "Where did you go?"

"My aunt invited me to a teahouse today." Ye Qingyue replied.

Hearing it was Lu Ying, Mother Ye frowned, "Don't have too much contact with her. The provincial examination is tomorrow, and you should focus all your time on it. You left without permission today. Do you know how much time you wasted? As a punishment, you will copy the Book of Shangshu. Bring it to me tomorrow for review."

Ye Qingyue lowered his eyes, without any other emotion, and said, "Yes."

Mother Ye frowned as she watched Ye Qingyue leave.

It was that crazy girl Lu Ying again. She kept taking Qing Jie'er away all day long. She almost led Qing Jie'er astray when she was little. From now on, Qing Jie'er had to be watched over and not allowed to be with Lu Ying.

If Lu Ying wasn't her brother Duan's sister, she would have ruthlessly forbidden the two of them from interacting.

Mother Ye stood up, walked across the courtyard, and pushed open the door of the Ye family's ancestral hall.

She burned incense and knelt down devoutly: "Ancestors of the Ye family, please bless Qingjie to pass the imperial examination next year."

-

At this time, Ye Qingyue was with his father.

Ye's father's name is Lu Qian. He is just like his name, a gentle and modest gentleman.

Lu Qian stroked Ye Qingyue's hair and said in a gentle voice, "But your mother blamed you again."

Compared to his strict mother, Ye Qingyue is closer to his father Lu Qian.

She shook her head: "No."

"Having been married to her for over a decade, I'm sure I don't know her personality. She's in pain, and she's pinning her frustrations on you. I understand, but I also object. Sister Qing, Daddy still hopes you can have a life of your own."

A trace of emotion flashed across Ye Qingyue's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.