Qingxian, You're Older Than Me Now, Yet I Can't Bring Myself to Be Happy

A storm was coming.

The Ye Residence.

A guest came to the door today.

She was dressed like a peasant woman, rough in appearance, looking like an auntie in her forties or fifties. Her face was tanned dark by the sun, and her hands were very coarse.

At a glance, she was just an ordinary peasant woman.

However.

This peasant woman asked for Ye Qingxian by name, and even said she was an old friend paying a visit.

After the message was passed on.

The peasant woman entered the Ye Residence.

The Ice Empress followed beside Ye Qingxian, protecting her safety.

Ye Qingxian saw the peasant woman from far away and said, "Yuehua, I thought you would never come to see me in this lifetime."

Tang Yuehua was somewhat surprised. With her current appearance, how had Ye Qingxian known it was her?

Also, was Ye Qingxian sick?

Why did her voice sound a little hoarse?

"You know it's me?"

Tang Yuehua asked instinctively.

Ye Qingxian smiled and said, "Among the people I can call old friends in this life, who are also women, and who would still need to ask the gate guards for permission to see me, who else is there besides you?"

Tang Yuehua looked toward where Ye Qingxian was, and could not help freezing. Her pupils suddenly dilated, her eyes filled with intense disbelief and doubt.

"You're Ye Qingxian?"

As Ye Qingxian's close friend of many years.

Tang Yuehua had secretly competed with Ye Qingxian countless times before. Back then, they had still been able to rival each other in beauty, but as the years passed, she was no longer young and beautiful, while Ye Qingxian had shown no signs of aging at all.

She was like a flower that would never wither.

She had even