Are the Vidyadhara All Crazy?! (Continued)

Fu Xuan recalled the scene of Cheng Lingshuang sitting in the courtyard reading a book.

Smooth shoulders like tender pastry, slender waist and jade legs, fine fingers like scallion stalks, jade bones and ice-cold skin.

Her flawless visage was just like a lotus blossom under the moon, white as snow, pure as ice, emitting a faint, chilly fragrance that made people's mouths water with saliva.

"No, no, no! We're in a purely platonic friendship! Besides, Her Eminence and Ling Shuang are both women, how could we, how could we... ooh!"

Clearly the surroundings were completely empty, yet the Grand Tutor still covered her face with both hands, squatted down, and let out an unbearable, ashamed whimper and moan.

Qingque grasped Jing Yuan's little scheme at a glance, and while Fu Xuan was a bit slower, she was gradually beginning to get the gist of it as well.

Of course she knew this was the best choice for the Xianzhou, so she ought to do her utmost to carry it out.

However, wasn't that scheming against Ling Shuang?

She already owed Ling Shuang a very great deal, ranging from the matter of the Mystic Eye to the matter of Aether, which she had already failed to repay; how could she scheme against Ling Shuang even further for the sake of the Xianzhou's interests?

That was unfair to Ling Shuang.

My Lord Grand Tutor will definitely think this way.

I understand all the reasoning, but the question is why did you come to find me to talk about this?

Inside the Alchemy Division's medical hall, Ling Sha pressed her fingers to Qingque's pulse while looking at her with a subtle gaze.

Qingque grinned with a bared flash of teeth:

"Hehe! There's no way I could go to General Jing Yuan to