Chapter 204 The Elegant Demon Lord
"Young Prince, Master Qingyi, have you finished eating so soon?" Aunt Hua bowed slightly and saluted with a gentle smile on her face.
"Well, thank you Aunt Hua for your help. We are going back to the palace." Ye Qingyu said politely.
"Young Prince, won't you stay here for a few days?" Aunt Hua seemed reluctant to let him go and hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
"Hmm?" Ye Qingyu frowned slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled. Why should he care about what others said whether he lived here or not?
"Ah, young prince, please forgive me." Aunt Hua realized that her words were a bit rash. She quickly lowered her head and apologized, her face full of panic.
"Okay, let's go." Ye Qingyu didn't say anything else, but took a step and prepared to leave.
"Oh, by the way, Master Qingyi's clothes are not dry yet..." Aunt Hua seemed to suddenly remember something and said hurriedly.
Ye Qingyu stopped and looked at Qing Yi. Seeing this, Qing Yi scratched his head and said quickly, "Well... leave it alone if you haven't done it yet. I'll come back tomorrow anyway."
"Oh, Master Qingyi will come again tomorrow. That's great." Aunt Hua seemed to be delighted when she heard that Qingyi was coming again. The wrinkles on her face were stretched out and her eyes sparkled with excitement.
"..." Qing Yi looked at Aunt Hua's excited look and didn't know what to say for a moment. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Why is Aunt Hua so excited? Is she secretly in love with Master or with me?
Ye Qingyu looked up at Aunt Hua, but didn't say anything. A hint of subtle doubt flashed across his eyes. Then, he turned and left with Qing Yi and the others, leaving Aunt Hua standing there, staring in the direction they had left, unable to recover for a long time.
"Xiao Ye, there's something wrong with Aunt Hua?" Qing Yi walked side by side with Ye Qingyu, leaning his head slightly closer, and spoke in a low voice.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qingyu tilted his head slightly and looked at Qingyi calmly.
Qing Yi then told her everything about Aunt Hua's unusual enthusiasm towards him and the time when he accidentally caught Aunt Hua peeping at him taking a bath.
"..." Ye Qingyu fell silent after hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly. Knowing Qing Yi well, he knew she would never lie about something like this. However, Aunt Hua was usually dignified and well-behaved, so her actions today were truly strange.
"Forget it, forget it. Don't even think about it. She can't eat me anyway!" Seeing Ye Qingyu remained silent, Qing Yi waved his hand and said nonchalantly, even as he was about to hug Ye Qingyu's shoulders. However, Ye Qingyu dodged with a quick movement, putting some distance between them.
"Hey, Xiaoye, why are you hiding?" Qing Yi missed his target, his body swayed, he frowned, a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly.
"Pay attention to the occasion!" Ye Qingyu glared at Qing Yi and scolded him softly, with a hint of warning in his eyes.
"Hmph! What are you afraid of?" Qing Yi snorted nonchalantly, then flew closer.
The two of them walked forward, playing and joking, while Qingfeng and Qingqing kept a proper distance behind them. Qingqing was like a diligent spectator, watching them with interest, and occasionally covering her mouth with her hands to chuckle.
Arriving at the palace and passing through the back garden, the melodious sound of a zither, like the gurgling of flowing water, reached their ears. The four of them followed the sound and, upon closer inspection, discovered that the person playing the zither was none other than the Demon Lord! The Northwest King, the Martial Saint, and the others were sitting leisurely, sipping tea and chatting, their faces filled with contentment.
"Ah, am I seeing things?" Qing Yi rubbed his eyes, blinked hard, and looked at the man in black clothes and white hair playing the zither in disbelief. He had never expected that the master would be so elegant while playing the zither? Oh my god, he... he could actually play the zither!
The song ended, the lingering sound lingered, and everyone applauded! The Demon Lord flashed like a ghost, and instantly sat back in his original position with a faint smile on his face. "I haven't touched it in a long time, so it's a bit unfamiliar. What do you think, old Taoist?" He looked at the Martial Saint with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"It sounds okay." The Martial Saint took a sip of tea, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he deliberately made a joke, trying to tease the Demon Lord.
"What do you mean by making do? This old Taoist is really boring!" The Demon Lord was expecting praise, but he did not expect the Martial Saint to say such a thing, and said it with great dissatisfaction.
"Master, I understand. You play the piano so beautifully!" Qing Yi saw this and quickly stood up to show his support.
"Hahahaha, you are worthy of being my disciple. Come here and play a song so I can see how good you are." When the Demon Lord heard Qing Yi's praise, he immediately became interested and waved to Qing Yi.
"Ah? I play? Haha..." Qing Yi didn't expect that he was just trying to support his master, but his master turned around and wanted to ruin his performance. The smile on his face froze instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled awkwardly.
"You come and play, and it will also change their perception of the Demon Cult. Back then, I also taught your master some things, and I believe he has already passed them on to you disciples. It's just right that you are here, and I, your master, will teach you again. You will surely achieve something." The Demon Lord became more and more excited as he spoke, with the demeanor of a benevolent teacher, as if he had already seen the scene of Qing Yi shining in his piano skills.
"I...that...Master, you know, I devote myself to martial arts training every day. I am really too busy to play the piano. Well...why don't you teach Xiaoye? He has time and is interested in music!" Qing Yi's eyes rolled around, and he came up with a plan, with a flattering smile on his face.
"How can that be!" The Demon Lord waved his hands fiercely, his expression serious. "These melodies are not just simple to play. He is not my disciple. How can I easily pass on such secret methods!"
"Hey, Master, what are you talking about?" Qing Yi was immediately displeased when he heard it. He frowned tightly and retorted loudly, "How did Xiao Ye become an outsider? We are all family!"
"You two are not married, and he doesn't respectfully call me Master, so how come he is not an outsider?" The Demon Lord asked with his hands folded in front of his chest and raised his eyebrows.
Ye Qingyu stood quietly by, listening to the frivolous conversation between the old man and the youngster. She felt her cheeks getting hot, and her ears gradually blushed. Even if she admitted that the Demon Lord was her master, how could she call him that in front of so many people?
Seeing this, Qing Yi quickly nudged Ye Qingyu with his elbow and urged her with a wink, "Xiao Ye, hurry up and say hello to the master. The master is old and his memory isn't very good!"
"Who has a bad memory? You little bastard, I think you're itching for a fight!" The Demon Lord pretended to be angry, slamming the table and pretending to stand up to teach Qing Yi a lesson. This little disciple had a naughty temper, completely different from his former disciple Xiao Qi. Where did Xiao Qi pick up such a naughty boy?
"..." Ye Qingyu stood there, feeling a little embarrassed. There were so many people present. Qingyi, who loved to show off, really didn't know how to restrain himself and insisted on dragging himself into this awkward situation.
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