A Spring Night Shared, Hei Qing Arrives to Pay Homage to the Dragon Emperor

Zi Yan swallowed the food in her mouth and puffed out her little chest.

"I told you, I'm still growing. How can I grow up quickly if I don't eat more?"

Everyone laughed at her words.

After several rounds of wine and countless dishes.

Han Yue set down her jade wine cup and turned to Lu Heng.

"Today is your birthday. The person celebrating their birthday can make one wish."

Xiao Yi Xian smiled and nodded from beside her.

"As long as it isn't excessive, we can all grant it."

Qing Lin obediently chimed in as well.

"As long as it's something Brother Lu Heng wants, Qing Lin will do it."

Zi Yan patted her bulging belly and waved generously.

"As long as you don't take my pills or my tasty food, I'll reluctantly approve any other wish."

Holding his wine cup, Lu Heng let his gaze travel between Han Yue and Xiao Yi Xian.

Han Yue was naturally aloof and elegant. She was usually composed and dignified within her clan, yet before him, she always carried a unique softness.

Xiao Yi Xian, meanwhile, was gentle and lively, with delicate thoughtfulness beneath her ethereal air.

Lu Heng set down his cup, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice to whisper a few words into Han Yue and Xiao Yi Xian's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yue's lovely face reddened visibly all the way to her ears. Even her long, fair neck was tinged with an enticing blush.

Xiao Yi Xian's body stiffened slightly. Her hands nervously clutched the hem of her dress, her ear tips crimson as she lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone else.

"Y-you... how could you make that kind of wish...?"

Han Yue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum,