The Meaning of a Dao Companion

Ye Qingxian hesitated.

Testing the waters.

She weighed her words, but before she could answer—

She was suddenly pinned in place.

"So, could you taste anything?"

Ye Xiaoyao planted her hands on her hips, eyes wide, utterly lacking in reason yet full of confidence, taking the lead by questioning first.

Ye Qingxian fell silent.

It seemed someone was turning the tables.

She remembered that she had been the one in the right at first.

She had also been the one suddenly kissed.

So how had it ended up looking like she was the one who had forcibly kissed her Junior Sister?

A faint little snicker suddenly drifted through the air.

I gradually realized that I had been acting a little spoiled and unreasonable.

I had not even become a Princess yet, but I already had a Princess's willfulness.

It really was unlike my former self.

I must have been spoiled too much lately, spoiled rotten by Ye Qingxian.

Before Junior Sister could reflect for long—

Ye Qingxian suddenly went against type and answered with considerable agreement.

"It really was Ye Qingxian's fault. I failed to serve Princess properly."

I stared at her.

So that worked too? Senior Sister really had a knack for spouting nonsense.

Ye Qingxian took my hand and walked forward. She did not use any Divine Abilities; it was just like the most ordinary Senior Sister and Junior Sister taking a stroll, measuring the earth step by step.

Only, the previous topic had come to an end.

"Xiaoyao, is there anywhere you want to go?"

"Which direction does the feeling in your heart point?"

Ye Qingxian was trying to talk to me.

Yet I seemed somewhat absentminded, constantly looking at the "watch" I had just put on. Its dial clearly displayed three red dots representing our three