Xiang Yuan did not open the door right away. Xiang Yuan fetched brush and ink from the room and unhurriedly copied Xiao Lingyue's birth date and eight characters several times.
Xiang Yuan then put away the original and placed one freshly written copy beneath a porcelain bowl.
Once that was done, Xiang Yuan finally...
Took off his outer robe, messed up the bed, and shaped the blankets as though someone lay beneath them—a picture of someone who had long since gone to sleep and had their sweet dreams disturbed.
When he opened the Jambu Gate, the visitor was indeed Xiao Lingyue. Frost covered her face, keeping all strangers a thousand miles away.
Senior Sister was as imposing as ever today!
Xiang Yuan had long stopped falling for that act. After nodding at Xiao Lingyue, he sat at the table and voluntarily pulled open the right side of his robe.
Xiao Lingyue was thin-skinned. Every time she came looking for Xiang Yuan, she needed a pretext, and today was no exception—she had found herself a new excuse and reason. But seeing Xiang Yuan cooperate so readily, not even giving her a chance to speak, all the carefully prepared words she had rehearsed became useless. It was like punching cotton; neither advancing nor retreating left her thoroughly uncomfortable.
Stinking Junior Brother, how annoying!
Xiao Lingyue glanced at the tooth marks, suppressed the restless urge in her heart, and said with a stern face, "Junior Brother, you misunderstand. Senior Sister did not come to borrow medicine. You are at a critical stage of breaking through to the Innate Realm, and Senior Sister was worried that no one would guide you, so I..."
"Just tell me whether you're drinking or not!"
Xiang Yuan cut her off without turning his head. "If it's only guidance,