Chapter 209 We are a family now
"Senior?" Ye Qingyu was speechless upon hearing this, muttering to himself: Is this old man joking with me? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at the Martial Saint, only to see that there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
"Hahahaha!" Seeing this, the Martial Saint couldn't help but burst into laughter. "You have to learn well. I, the old Taoist, even passed on my Taixuan Tiandun to his grand-disciple! Why can't he teach you some real kung fu? We can't let ourselves be at a disadvantage!"
"..." Ye Qingyu was helpless. Could it be that everyone turned into a child when they turned a hundred? How could even someone as high as a Martial Saint be playing like a child?
"Alright, go ahead." The Martial Saint stopped laughing and warned, "But don't tell him who your master is, or this old demon might refuse to teach you."
Ye Qingyu felt even more puzzled after hearing this. There seemed to be a hint of gossip hidden in the senior's smile. He wasn't one to pry into other people's affairs, but at this moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Why? Could it be that the Demon Lord knows my master?"
"Oh, this story goes back a long, long time ago." The Martial Saint seemed to be in a good mood and actually chatted with Ye Qingyu about this extremely gossipy old story. "Your master and that old demon once fell in love with the same person at the same time. They even regarded each other as rivals in love for a while. In fact, they were just two people who were too eager to fall in love. They already had their lovers in their hearts."
“…” Ye Qingyu was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
If Qing Yi were here, he would definitely seize this opportunity to continue asking about all kinds of gossip about the Demon Lord. But Ye Qingyu didn't have that inclination and felt that continuing to ask would be a bit rude.
Before noon, Qing Yi claimed that the Little Prince of the Northwest had summoned him for an important matter, and hurried back to the Northwest Prince's Palace. Truth be told, he simply couldn't resist Aunt Hua's enthusiasm; even the delicious food and wine that usually made him salivate had lost its allure.
When Ye Qingyu returned to the palace, Qingyi had already returned and was chatting with Qingqing.
"Xiao Ye, why did you come back just now? I'm starving!" Qing Yi couldn't help complaining as soon as he saw Ye Qingyu.
"You're back so early?" Ye Qingyu was slightly stunned. Normally, the villa had Qingyi's favorite Feixia wine and Aunt Hua's delicious meals. How could he rush back without staying to enjoy lunch?
"Hey, I just miss you!" Qingyi teased casually, completely disregarding the occasion. Qingfeng, Qingqing and all the servants and maids in the palace were present, and Ye Qingyu's other maids also covered their mouths and chuckled.
"..." Ye Qingyu was choked by Qing Yi's words and was speechless for a moment. He had to pretend that he didn't hear it and walked inside calmly.
"Hey, Xiaoye, wait for me! Qingqing, please serve the food quickly, I'm starving!" Qingyi followed closely behind, shouting loudly.
Upon seeing this, Qingqing quickly arranged for the meal to be served, thinking to herself: No one can go hungry but this old man cannot be left hungry!
The maid Ruxue helped Ye Qingyu wash up, while Qingyi sat beside her with a calm expression, staring at Ye Qingyu.
"What are you doing sitting here? Go wait in the front hall." Ye Qingyu noticed Qing Yi staring at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused. What was there to look at? He had just finished wiping his face when the maid Ruying brought him a new set of clothes, ready to help him change.
"Just do your thing, I won't bother you!" Qing Yi said nonchalantly. He used to get jealous when the maid changed Xiao Ye's clothes, but after Xiao Ye had him do it twice, he stopped trying to take on the job.
After all, the costumes of the Great Chu Kingdom are already complicated, not to mention the young prince of the Northwest Palace, who has a dazzling array of accessories. Qing Yi really doesn't have the patience for that.
Ye Qingyu stretched out his arms and let Ruying and Ruxue help him dress and wear accessories.
"Xiaoye, I won't be going to the annex tomorrow. Send someone to fetch some Feixia." Qingyi no longer cared about keeping his distance from Ye Qingyu. After all, everyone in the palace knew about their relationship after the last incident. Since that was the case, it would be better to face it calmly and tell everyone that the Little Prince of the Northwest was already taken, so that no one would be worried about his Xiaoye.
"Why?" Ye Qingyu asked curiously after hearing this.
"Well, nothing. It's boring over there." Qing Yi said it vaguely, but he really couldn't explain the reason.
"You don't have to go. Let me talk to my father." Ye Qingyu did not continue to ask, but just said lightly.
After lunch and a short rest, the two went to the back garden to look for the Demon Lord.
"Master, we are here!" Qing Yi greeted him warmly. In the back garden, there was no one else except the Demon Lord.
"Yeah." The Demon Lord looked up at the two of them, responded, and then there was no movement again.
"Master, when will you teach Xiaoye?" Qing Yi asked impatiently.
"Yeah." The Demon Lord responded again, but did not directly answer Qing Yi's question.
Qing Yi and Ye Qingyu looked at each other, as if communicating with their eyes: What's wrong with Master again?
Ye Qingyu seemed to understand something, stepped forward, knelt down and said, "Master, please give me some guidance."
"Hey, good boy!" The Demon Lord was immediately delighted. He had been waiting for the Northwest Little Prince to call him "Master"! After all, no matter how much you acknowledge it in your heart, it is not as good as calling him to his face. He was trying to save face for his disciple! I wonder if that silly boy Qing Yi knew his Master's good intentions?
Seeing Ye Qingyu kneel down and call the Demon Lord "Master", Qingyi was extremely happy, and the smile on his lips could not be suppressed. Who said Xiaoye was an outsider? He had no parents to begin with. Now that the master agreed and the master approved, weren't they family?
In this way, the Demon Lord passed on the art of playing the zither to Ye Qingyu, asking him to memorize it and instructing him on how to use it. Ye Qingyu was extremely talented, and the Demon Lord taught him very smoothly. After two hours, the Demon Lord nodded with satisfaction: "Qingyu, let's stop here for today. We can learn the rest tomorrow."
"Thank you, Master." Ye Qingyu was also very smart. Seeing that the Demon Lord was teaching so seriously and Qing Yi was smiling, he called him Master a few more times to make them both happy. Why not?
"Master, you've worked hard. You should have a good rest. We'll be leaving soon!" Qing Yi felt that he had nothing to do. He was just accompanying the teacher and he didn't learn anything himself.
"Let's go? Come too, I will start teaching you now." said the Demon Lord.
"Ah? No? Master, didn't we agree to only teach Xiaoye? I don't have time to learn!" Qing Yi quickly refused. If Xiaoye wasn't here, he wouldn't have the patience to let him sit and listen to the piano music for so long.
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