Seeing Yi Ting's behavior, Xia Zihan gripped the hem of Qin Luo's clothes tightly with her fingertips, cursing the scheming woman in her heart. She suppressed the anger surging in her eyes, and her gaze subconsciously swept over Yi Ting's body pressed against Qin Luo's, making her even angrier.
"You shouldn't move around too much since you've just woken up."
Before she finished speaking, she wrapped her delicate hand around Qin Luo's wrist and began to pull him closer to her side. Glancing at Yi Ting's disgruntled gaze, she slowly added:
“Without rules, this backyard will soon turn into a farce. Do you want outsiders to laugh at us, saying we can’t even distinguish between superiors and inferiors? Don’t you agree, Qin Luo?”
Her voice rose at the end, carrying an undeniable air of authority. Her gaze swept over Yi Ting's defiant face before settling on Murong Liyue's hesitant expression. At the end of her sentence, she suddenly turned to look at Qin Luo, the coldness in her eyes instantly softening into gentle warmth, her voice becoming softer.
Hearing that Xia Zihan still insisted on sharing the nominal superiority with them, Murong Liyue and Yiting were certainly unwilling.
Xia Zihan is clearly trying to exclude them from Qin Luo's side. If she sets the rules, they will be subjected to all kinds of difficulties even if they get close to Qin Luo.
"Nian Zhi," Murong Liyue raised a slight eyebrow and sneered.
"Sister Xia's words are interesting. Qin Luo hasn't even spoken yet, and some people are already rushing to divide people into different classes? If we really want to establish rules, we should discuss them together. We can't let someone consumed by jealousy have the final say!"
Yi Ting pressed her body even closer to Qin Luo, her ample bosom almost completely enveloping his arms, and said coquettishly:
"Master, listen to this! This isn't about setting rules, it's clearly an attempt to kick us all out!"
Her large, watery eyes were brimming with tears as she looked at Qin Luo with a pitiful expression, then turned to give Xia Zihan a smug look.
"If you're so capable, then state all the rules in front of your master, one by one, and see if he'll agree!"
The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously adopted a stance that seemed to say, "If you dare to set rules, we dare to oppose them."
At this moment, Qin Luo felt a throbbing pain in his temples. The tense atmosphere between the three people in front of him made him so overwhelmed that he wished he could faint again. He would rather face a supreme expert again than suffer here.
Xia Zihan gripped his wrist tightly, silently asserting her dominance. Murong Liyue's aggrieved expression seemed to reveal her dissatisfaction. Yi Ting clung to him like a clinging vine, the air thick with tension, almost igniting a firestorm.
Qin Luo knew that if the situation dragged on any longer, it would become increasingly difficult to manage, and he had to act decisively.
Thinking of this, he coughed heavily, forcing himself to sit up straight. A sickly flush rose on his pale face, and his voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of weariness and helplessness:
"Enough! Stop arguing!"
Xia Zihan's fingers, which were tightly gripping Qin Luo's wrist, trembled slightly. Her hawk-like gaze finally withdrew from Yi Ting and turned to Qin Luo's pale face. The jealousy surging in her eyes turned into heartache. She released her hand and gently stroked his back, saying softly:
"Don't get agitated, be careful not to aggravate your injury. I... I won't say anything more..."
Murong Liyue frowned slightly, her aggrieved expression fading as she muttered softly:
"She was the one who started it all..."
Although the voice was soft, it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.
Yi Ting lowered her head, staring at the bloodstains on Qin Luo's body, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the hem of his clothes, her heart pounding like a restless little rabbit.
Her angry words were still echoing in her ears, and seeing Qin Luo's weak appearance, she suddenly felt that her willfulness had gone too far.
She bit her lower lip and secretly glanced at Qin Luo. She saw that his forehead was still covered in cold sweat and his pale lips were pressed into a line. Her heart suddenly felt as if it were being entangled by vines.
Thinking back to how she had deliberately clung to him and said those hurtful things, Yiting suddenly felt a pang of regret.
"Am I really being too insensible? My master just came back from the brink of death, and all I did was argue with Xia Zihan."
She quietly moved closer to Qin Luo, but dared not lean on him as freely as before, only whispering:
"Master, don't be angry... Ting'er was just anxious..." Her voice grew softer and softer until it almost disappeared into the air, and her gentle face was filled with unease.
After everyone quieted down a bit, Qin Luo rubbed his throbbing forehead, his gaze sweeping over the stubbornness in Xia Zihan's eyes, then looking at Murong Liyue and Yi Ting's unyielding expressions, and sighed deeply:
"You are all people I cherish deeply. Is this confrontation an attempt to tear my heart out?"
As he spoke, he coughed violently again, his knuckles turning white from the effort.
"Rules and titles, let's not talk about this anymore. For my sake, let's put aside our prejudices for now, okay?"
Upon hearing Qin Luo's clear stance, Murong Liyue's lips curled into a smug smile, her silver eyes crinkling into crescents as she gently smoothed the wrinkles on her skirt with her fingertips.
"Since you've put it that way, Liyue is naturally willing. It's just that some people might not be used to putting aside their pride."
She deliberately emphasized the word "airs," and her eyes were full of provocation as she looked at Xia Zihan.
Yi Ting immediately jumped for joy, tilting her head and giving Xia Zihan a smug eyebrow raise:
"Since Master has already said so, some people can't keep harping on it, can they? Do they really want Master to go through all that trouble?"
Before she finished speaking, she affectionately took Qin Luo's arm, her body almost completely enveloping his arm, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.
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