Ye Qiu was genuinely surprised to see Lin Qingzhu's overwhelming aura.
He guessed that Lin Qingzhu's cultivation was strong, but he didn't expect it to be this strong, which meant that she must have also entered the realm of cave magic.
"It seems I need to learn the cave technique quickly, otherwise even a woman dares to show off her power in front of us," Ye Qiu thought to himself.
On the surface, Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Saintess Lin, the way you get jealous is like a crazy little female cat, it's so cute."
"You...you dare call me a little female cat?" Lin Qingzhu's eyes widened, but she quickly came to her senses, blushing as she shouted, "Who's jealous? Who would like a scumbag like you?"
I...I was just afraid you'd become obsessed with women and neglect your studies, so I said a few more words. Yes, that's it."
"Is that so?" Ye Qiu sighed. "I was just about to confess to you, but I didn't expect you to be completely uninterested in me. It seems that confessing is pointless. Oh well, never mind."
"Hey, who said it's meaningless? Hurry up and confess your feelings! It would be best to do it with poetry. I love romantic poems. Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
Lin Qingzhu stared at Ye Qiu excitedly.
Ye Qiu stood with his arms crossed, smiling at Lin Qingzhu without saying a word.
Lin Qingzhu gradually realized that she had been tricked.
She was incredibly embarrassed and angry: "Are you lying to me? You never actually intended to confess your feelings?"
"It seems you care about me quite a bit," Ye Qiu teased.
I'll beat you to death.
Lin Qingzhu, enraged, raised her hand to strike Ye Qiu, but the blow was weak and powerless.
Ye Qiu took the opportunity to grab Lin Qingzhu's hand and said with a smile, "Confessing my feelings is out of the question, but if you like to hear love poems, I can give you one as a thank you for helping us, how about it?"
“Who would listen to insincere love poems? Even a dog wouldn’t listen.” Lin Qingzhu turned her head to the side and said somewhat petulantly, but she did not pull away from Ye Qiu’s hand.
"You really won't listen?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile.
"Why don't you just read it out loud? Do you have to make people tell you to listen?"
Lin Qingzhu's teeth itched; she really wanted to bite this piece of wood to death.
Wasn't it obvious enough that she didn't break free from his grasp?
Ye Qiu, however, did not cooperate with Lin Qingzhu and instead gazed at her with a smile.
Lin Qingzhu blushed under Ye Qiu's gaze: "You...you stop looking at me and hurry up and write a poem. Even a dog wouldn't listen, but I want to hear it, okay?"
"Haha, that's right, listen carefully."
Ye Qiu closed his eyes and began to ponder, preparing his plan.
Lin Qingzhu quietly pricked up her ears and looked intently at Ye Qiu.
A gentle breeze blew, ruffling their hair. The warm morning sun cast long shadows of the two, making them look like a pair of celestial beings in love—a truly beautiful scene.
Click.
Not far away, Lin Qingzhu's female attendant secretly recorded this beautiful moment with a communicator.
A dozen seconds later, Ye Qiu opened his eyes: "I've got it."
"Okay, I'm waiting." Lin Qingzhu's anticipation was at its peak.
Ye Qiu's gaze softened as he looked down at Lin Qingzhu and slowly spoke:
"Green are your robes, deep is my longing. Though I do not go to you, will you not send me a message?"
Green are your jade pendants, deep are my longings. Though I do not go to you, will you not come to me?
"I look for you, I gaze at you, at the city gates. A day without seeing you feels like three months."
Lin Qingzhu was a person who understood poetry. She instantly understood the meaning contained in the poem, her heart started beating faster, and her ears turned red.
A day apart feels like three autumns; does he miss me too?
"Are you...are you implying that I should take the initiative? But haven't I been proactive enough?"
"Huh?" Ye Qiu hurriedly took two steps back: "We agreed that I was just giving you a poem, not a confession."
"Ye Qiu..." Lin Qingzhu, who was feeling touched, suddenly stomped her foot in anger: "Do you believe I'll castrate you?"
Not far away, Lin Qingzhu's female attendant, Yun Jing, couldn't stop smiling.
Yun Jing had never seen the Holy Maiden so girlish before, but she felt from the bottom of her heart that her Holy Maiden and Young Master Ye were a perfect match.
Seeing that Lin Qingzhu was about to lose her temper, Ye Qiu hurriedly said, "The most urgent thing now is to discuss important matters. Although you helped us obtain the documents from above, as you said, the Governor of Tongzhou is not simple. If he comes to cause trouble, Tongcheng will probably be in chaos again, and Wu Manman will not be able to control it."
"What does this have to do with me? I don't care," Lin Qingzhu said indignantly.
"Alright, then I'll go to Tongzhou and have a final showdown with that old bastard."
Ye Qiu put his hands behind his back and walked outside.
"Damn it, stop right there." Lin Qingzhu instinctively got angry: "What's the rush? In a couple of days, once things have stabilized in Tongcheng, we'll set off for Longdu. We'll pass through Tongzhou on the way, so we can just say hello to the Governor of Tongzhou."
"Does Saintess Lin really have that much influence?"
"Who do you think you are? Do you think I'm some nobody like you? Humph." Lin Qingzhu snorted.
"Alright, then I'll live off your wife for a few days." Ye Qiu grinned.
"Being a kept woman is delicious and good for your stomach. From now on, you'd better listen to your older sister and keep eating her food. I'll take good care of you."
Lin Qingzhu looked at Ye Qiu with a smile, her eyes extremely gentle, like spring water, as if they held a thousand deep feelings.
Watching from a distance, Yun Jing's heart skipped a beat: "Oh no, oh no, after just one love poem, the Holy Maiden has completely fallen for her... But the poem is truly beautiful: 'Green are your robes, deep is my longing.' If a man stood before me and confessed his love with this poem, I'd probably be completely bewildered too..."
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