Di Tian's Plan: Drag Him Back to the Star Dou Forest and Have a Hundred or Eighty Little Dragon Cubs

Just then, the door opened.

Leng Yaozhu walked in with a cup of warm milk.

She had changed out of the moon-white qipao she'd worn during the day and was dressed in nothing but a loose silk nightgown.

Her reddish-brown hair was loosely gathered behind her head, with a few stray strands falling along her neck.

Without makeup, her face looked a little tired beneath the lamplight, yet she was still beautiful, poised, and dignified.

She looked at Gu Yue.

Gu Yue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her hair a bird's nest and her cheeks flushed a strange red.

Leng Yaozhu's brows immediately knit together.

"What filthy thoughts were you just having?"

"None!" Gu Yue denied it outright, her voice half a pitch higher.

Leng Yaozhu sat down beside the bed and put the cup of milk in Gu Yue's hands.

"Enough. Stop letting your imagination run wild. I came to talk to you."

Gu Yue held the cup as the steam wafted over her face.

She blinked and put on an obedient, attentive expression.

Seeing her disciple like this, Leng Yaozhu was once again at a loss for words.

Earlier, she had listened to the girl recount, in fits and starts, the whole story of how she'd pursued Lin An.

After hearing it, she felt as if the world had turned upside down.

She'd relied entirely on shamelessness.

She'd pestered him relentlessly, chased him down, and kept him under round-the-clock surveillance.

That's right—surveillance.

Gu Yue had admitted herself that she'd left a tracking method on Lin An.

Wherever he went, she followed. When he ate, she squeezed in beside him. When he slept, she lurked outside his door.

She'd throw herself into his arms at the drop of a hat and call him "wife" without a second thought.

Leng Yaozhu had been silent for a long time.

Putting herself in his shoes, if she had a suitor like that, she'd have called the police ages ago.

"Yue'er," Leng Yaozhu said sternly, "the way you pursued him before was completely wrong."

Gu Yue's hands paused around the cup.

"When you're pursuing a man, you absolutely mustn't pester him relentlessly. All that does is make him think you're cheap, or even make him sick of you."

"The tighter you chase him, the more he'll want to escape. The closer you cling to him, the less he'll take you seriously."

"That's just human nature—no one treasures what comes too easily."

Gu Yue's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.

Leng Yaozhu continued.

"You have to be generous at times like this. No matter how miserable or heartbroken you feel, you have to act as though you're forcing yourself to let him go. That's how you make a man feel sorry for you and regret it."

"You should even treat him twice as well and give him everything you have, but you can't cling to him every waking moment like before. Give him space and let him come looking for you. Starting now, stop messaging him for a while. Leave him hanging."

Gu Yue recalled how Lin An had reacted earlier and nodded.

Then she suddenly asked, "Teacher, you're so impressive. You must've had plenty of people pursuing you back then, right?"

Leng Yaozhu's expression faltered almost imperceptibly.

But she quickly straightened her back, raised a hand to tuck the loose hair behind her ear, and spoke with a trace of subtle pride.

"Of course. Back then, your teacher was known as the most beautiful woman on the continent. Yun Ming, the Sea God Pavilion Master, was madly in love with me, but I thought he was too much of a playboy and turned him down."

As she said this, her chin lifted slightly and her lips curved just so, like an elegant swan.

Gu Yue's eyes glittered with admiration, and her face was full of reverence.

But inwardly, she rolled her eyes without expression.

As if anyone would believe that.

Who didn't know that Yun Ming had ultimately chosen Ya Li, the healing-type Holy Spirit Douluo and the continent's most beautiful woman, as his wife?

Meanwhile, her own teacher had remained a lonely spinster to this day, unmarried for life.

So her teacher had once been a lovesick fool, too.

Gu Yue silently added the label to Leng Yaozhu.

Still...

She thought it over. Her teacher's advice did seem to make some sense.

After all, she'd learned it the hard way herself.

Leng Yaozhu felt quite pleased with Gu Yue's "admiration."

She cleared her throat and grew serious again.

"There's one more thing you absolutely must remember."

Gu Yue blinked.

"Don't ever say anything to him again about past lives, fate, or being reunited. The more you say things like that, the more he'll think you see him as someone else—as a replacement for somebody."

"No one wants to be a replacement. He's himself. You have to make him feel that you like him for who he is, not for some vague identity from a past life."

Gu Yue fell silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Lin An had already told her that himself.

"Also," Leng Yaozhu said, her voice growing more serious, "at Eastsea Academy, it's not just women you need to watch out for. You need to be wary of men, too."

Gu Yue's pupils contracted.

"I've looked into Lin An's situation in Ming Capital. Even before his face had fully matured, people were already setting their sights on him."

"Now, there's no need to even mention it. Lots of people are convinced he'll become the most beautiful person on the continent one day. Even though he's repeatedly insisted that he's male, there are still people willing to undergo sterilization and have their bodies altered for his sake."

"Some families are even working behind the scenes to put their daughters or sons by his side. To them, gender doesn't matter at all."

"What matters is the overwhelming fortune he carries, the wealth of Universal Group, and that face of his—enough to drive anyone mad."

Gu Yue's expression changed.

She knew how charming the Dragon Queen was, but she hadn't realized it was to this extent.

Sterilization? Body alterations? Were those people insane?

But then again, it made sense.

How could mere mortals hope to resist her Dragon Queen's charm?

Even she couldn't help wanting to be his dog and worship his face, let alone those ordinary people who'd never seen the world.

But a moment later, a wave of belated shame washed over her.

"Looks like I still have a lot to learn about pursuing a boy," she muttered, her voice muffled.

Leng Yaozhu looked at her and sighed.

She patted Gu Yue on the shoulder and stood up.

"Think carefully about what I've said. Get some sleep."

The door closed softly.

The room stayed quiet for less than three seconds.

A dark silhouette silently took shape in the corner.

Di Tian knelt on one knee, his expression respectful, though his face was an unnatural shade of pale.

"My lord," he said, his voice wavering a little, "I understand the reasoning, but why was it my dragon scale that got pulled out?"

Gu Yue didn't even raise her eyelids.

"Obviously. If I didn't pull yours out, was I supposed to pull out mine?"

She shot him a self-righteous glare. "My scales are precious. How could I just pull one out whenever I pleased? Besides, he never asked for one. What if I pulled it out for nothing?"

Di Tian's mouth twitched hard.

He no longer dared to transform back into his true form.

He felt like he'd gone bald.

A huge patch of scales was missing from his back. The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King's imposing image now looked more like a mangy old rooster.

But he didn't dare complain.

He could only change the subject.

"My lord, in my humble opinion, there's no need to make things so complicated. We can just drag the Dragon Queen back to the Star Dou Forest and have a hundred or eighty little dragon cubs. Then the Dragon Queen will naturally give her heart to you."

He said this with complete seriousness.

In his view, there was no need for so many twists and turns between members of the dragon race. The strong conquering the weak was only natural.

With his lord's strength, snatching a man and bringing him back would be a piece of cake.

Gu Yue's face flushed bright red.

"Shut up!"

She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.