However, the tone was completely different.

Yi Duli frowned, wanting to get angry but unable to vent it. He stared at Yan Yue's smiling face, utterly speechless.

"Sixth Sister, you can't say that. Yi Duli is not like you. He wants to take the imperial examination and become an official. For you, studying is suffering, but for Yi Duli, it's not."

He Yue put her arm around Yan Yue's shoulder and leaned closer, smiling. She pinched her chin and looked at Yi Duli, saying in a very friendly tone, "Cousin, studying is hard work. You must take good care of yourself and make sure to balance work and rest."

She glanced up at his agonizingly determined appearance and chuckled inwardly.

How interesting!

"Did you come to see me, or to make fun of me?" Ituli said helplessly. He was in no mood to read at this moment.

"We're here to keep you company," Yan Yue said earnestly, her eyes sparkling. "Have you ever heard of 'a beautiful woman adding fragrance to one's sleeves'? We're doing this for your own good. Look, what's the point of you staying home all day reading? With only your servant keeping you company, how can you compare to the two pretty young ladies like us?"

Her shameless behavior left Heyue speechless.

He Yue nudged Yan Yue with her elbow, and Yan Yue looked over in confusion: "What are you doing?"

He coughed lightly, glanced at Yi Duli's increasingly dark and handsome face, leaned closer to Yan Yue, and whispered with a teasing tone, "That's not how you put it, 'Adding fragrance to red sleeves'."

Yan Yue's eyes widened, looking naive and innocent: "Did I say something wrong?"

He Yue wanted to laugh but didn't dare. She glanced at Yi Duli and thought to herself that he wasn't wrong, so she didn't explain further.