"Xue'er, get some good sleep."
Lu Yan looked at Qian Renxue lying on the lounge chair with her eyes closed.
His voice was gentle, like a warm spring breeze that could melt solid ice.
The corners of Qian Renxue's lips lifted slightly beyond her control, and a secret delight welled up within her.
Sure enough, her strategy had been right.
All she had done was set aside her identity as the "Young Master" and become his friend under the name "Xue'er."
Yet his attitude toward her had undergone a complete transformation.
When had he ever spoken to her in such a pure tone of concern, free of all pretense?
Before this, every exchange had carried the distance and caution of official business.
The feeling of being treated as someone special delighted her.
If this continued, it would not be long before Lu Yan fell at her feet and confessed to her of his own accord.
With such certainty in her heart, Qian Renxue peacefully drifted into sleep under the guidance of Lu Yan's Dream Butterfly Martial Soul.
In that dream world ruled by her, she got everything she had longed for.
When she awoke.
Qian Renxue's long lashes trembled as she slowly opened her beautiful eyes and instinctively looked around.
When her gaze caught sight of the figure sitting quietly nearby with his eyes closed in meditation, unconcealed delight instantly burst from her eyes.
Lu Yan... hadn't left?
This was the first time Lu Yan had remained in the Guest Courtyard after guiding her into a dream.
Qian Renxue gazed at his sharply defined profile, her red lips moving soundlessly.
Judging by the shape of her lips, she was clearly repeating the pet name that belonged only to her dreams—"A'Yan."
"Xue'er, did you sleep well?"
Sensing her focused gaze, Lu