"Senior Brother..."
She kept thinking back to the diary entries she had read before, and now she was constantly flipping through the Diary Instance.
Looking at it again now, she realized she had truly been through so much!
How much hardship had she endured? How many trials had she faced?
The future...
What kind of world would it be?
There had been so many moments when she had wanted to come clean to Senior Brother and ask him about the future.
But...
In the end, she just didn't have the courage.
Just then,
the Diary Instance gleamed brightly and flipped to the newest page on its own.
[Demoness? Why is she here?]
As soon as she saw the first line,
Ling Qianxue's earlier thoughts vanished, and she stared intently at the diary.
"Demoness? That Murong Dieyi!?"
She gritted her teeth and continued reading.
The person Senior Brother most wanted to see, and missed the most?
This...
She had seen this passage before, but it hadn't made her feel much at the time.
But seeing it again now,
Ling Qianxue felt miserable and restless.
"Hasn't the Demonic Sect stayed away from the Southern Region's grand ceremony for hundreds of years? Why are they attending now?"
"Could it be that Murong Dieyi heard about Senior Brother and came for him?!"
At the thought, she clenched her fists.
Darn it, darn it!
If only she had gone along too!
After finishing the diary,
Ling Qianxue could no longer keep calm. She grew increasingly restless.
"Why is Senior Brother so nice to her? Do... do I not deserve that?"
For the first time, she started letting her thoughts run wild, biting her lip tightly.
But when she thought about it carefully, she still hadn't become Senior Brother's woman.
That was all well and good, but she couldn't help feeling a sting in her nose. She was so, so mad!
Meanwhile,
in the Great Yu Dynasty.
At that moment,
Su Youwei had finished reading the diary entry Su Changqing had just updated. She stood with her hands on her hips, fuming adorably!
"Oh, come on! That fox Demoness actually went to the grand ceremony?"
"Hmph, hmph, hmph... Su Changqing, you rotten man! What a womanizer!"
She pouted and grumbled in displeasure.
After looking at it again,
she simply stopped reading. The more she read, the more she felt like she was being cast aside.
Could it be that she was jealous?
Pah, pah, pah...
Su Youwei stamped her foot, then couldn't help reading the diary again.
"Su Changqing wants to protect her? Doesn't he want to protect me?"
"I'm younger than the Demoness, right? Shouldn't he mention me more?"
She muttered, glaring fiercely with her bright, wide eyes.
No way!
Ling Qianxue and Murong Dieyi had both met Su Changqing. She had to find a chance to see him too.
Otherwise, that guy would forget all about her!
Having made up her mind,
Su Youwei huffed again and muttered to herself.
"So what kind of person is he, anyway?"
She leaned over the table, her eyes full of curiosity.
The Grand Ceremony's Divine Palace,
at that moment...
Murong Dieyi was on her way to Su Changqing when she stared blankly at the Diary Instance that had appeared before her.
[Dieyi, whom I most want to see and miss the most, is right here in front of me!]
[Dieyi, it really has been a long time...]
As she read the words in the diary, her heart trembled.
This...
With Su Changqing right before her, she no longer had the aloof air of the Demoness she had carried back in the Demonic Sect. Her heart raced.
Those words made her whole face burn.
Especially after she finished reading the entry,
Murong Dieyi's heart fluttered, and she grew even more curious about the future. Would she really fall in love with the man standing before her?
"Why am I feeling this way..."
As she gazed into Su Changqing's deep eyes, her heart beat even faster.
That world-weariness and tenderness in his gaze didn't seem feigned!
This...
Just as she was about to lose herself in her emotions,
Murong Dieyi hurriedly stopped thinking about it and instead gave Su Changqing a cool glance.
"Murong Dieyi of the Demonic Sect pays her respects to the Dao Yi Holy Son."
"I've come to attend the grand ceremony on behalf of the Demonic Sect. I happened to hear that the Dao Yi Holy Son recently swept through the top five of the former Heavenly Talent Ranking all by himself. Now that I've met you, I can see the rumors were true."
"I wonder if you'd care to sit down and discuss the Dao together?"
She spoke with a cold expression, betraying nothing.
At her words, the Demonic Sect disciples exchanged glances.
Looking at Murong Dieyi, whose expression remained cold, Su Changqing couldn't help but feel amused.
She's putting on quite a show...
He muttered to himself, but his eyes were full of tenderness. With a soft chuckle, he replied, "I was thinking the same thing."
At Su Changqing's answer,
Murong Dieyi paused, narrowed her eyes, and asked teasingly, "Aren't you afraid... I'll suddenly attack you?"
"I'm not."
"Why not? I'm from the Demonic Sect."
"If you want my life, you can have it whenever you like."
Su Changqing's gaze was deep, and his face seemed even more world-weary. He leaned toward Murong Dieyi and whispered beside her ear.
At that moment,
Murong Dieyi stared blankly, her body trembling slightly.
"You... you..."
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