Di Tian Offers a Plan: Directly Capture Star Dou and Have 180 Little Dragon Cubs

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Leng Yaozhu walked in carrying a glass of hot milk.

She had already changed out of her moon-white qipao from earlier in the day, wearing only a loose silk robe.

Her reddish-brown hair was loosely pinned back, with a few stray strands falling against her neck.

Her makeup-free face looked a bit weary under the light, yet she remained dignified and strikingly beautiful.

She looked at Gu Yue.

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

Leng Yaozhu's brows knitted together immediately.

"What kind of filthy things were you thinking about just now?"

"Nothing!" Gu Yue denied it instantly, her voice rising by half an octave.

Leng Yaozhu sat down on the edge of the bed and shoved the milk glass into Gu Yue's hands.

"Alright, stop overthinking. I came over to have a talk with you."

Gu Yue held the cup, the steam rising against her cheeks.

She blinked, putting on a look of obedient attentiveness.

Watching her disciple act this way, Leng Yaozhu felt a wave of speechlessness.

Earlier, from the girl's fragmented account, she had heard the entire process of how she pursued Lin An.

After hearing it, she felt completely unsettled.

It was pure shamelessness.

Pestering, stalking, cornering, and 24/7 surveillance.

That's right, surveillance.

Gu Yue had admitted herself that she left sensory markers on Lin An.

Wherever he went, she followed; when he ate, she squeezed in beside him; when he slept, she hovered by his door.

She would pounce on him to hug him at the slightest provocation and call him "Wife" the moment she opened her mouth.

Leng Yaozhu had remained silent for a long time back then.

Putting herself in his shoes, if she had a suitor like that, she would have called the police long ago.

"Yue'er," Leng Yaozhu began, her tone serious, "the way you were pursuing him before was completely wrong."

Gu Yue's hands, holding the cup, paused.

"When pursuing a man, you must never be clingy. You'll only make him think you're cheap, or even find you annoying."

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

"That's just human nature—no one cherishes what they get too easily."

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

Leng Yaozhu continued.

"At times like this, you must be magnanimous. Even if you're hurting or in pain inside, you must pretend to be forcing yourself to let go. That's the only way to make a man feel heartache and regret."

"You should even double down on being good to him, giving your all, but you must stop clinging to him every second like before. Give him space and let him come to you. From now on, stop sending him messages for a while and just let him be."

Gu Yue recalled Lin An's previous reactions and nodded.

She suddenly asked.

"Teacher is so impressive, you must have had plenty of suitors back in the day, right?"

Leng Yaozhu's expression faltered, almost imperceptibly.

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

"Naturally. Back in my day, your teacher was known as the number one beauty on the continent. Even the Sea God Pavilion Master, Yun Ming, was madly in love with me, but I found him too much of a playboy and rejected him."

As she said this, she lifted her chin slightly, the curve of her lips just right, like an elegant white swan.

Gu Yue's eyes sparkled, her face full of admiration.

But inside, she rolled her eyes expressionlessly.

Who are you kidding?

Everyone knows Yun Ming eventually chose the Healing-type Holy Spirit Douluo, the continent's number one beauty Ya Li, as his wife.

And this teacher of mine has remained a widow in all but name, never marrying her whole life.

So, Teacher was once a desperate simp too.

Gu Yue silently labeled Leng Yaozhu.

However...

On second thought, the experience her teacher had summarized actually seemed to have some merit.

After all, these were pitfalls she had stepped into herself.

Leng Yaozhu felt a surge of satisfaction after receiving Gu Yue's "admiration."

She cleared her throat, her expression turning serious once more.

"There is one more thing you must remember."

Gu Yue blinked.

"Absolutely never say anything to him about past lives, destiny, or reunions again. The more you say such things, the more he will feel that you are treating him as someone else, as a mere substitute."

"No one wants to be a substitute. He is who he is; you must make him feel that you like him for the person he is, not for some ethereal past-life identity."

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

Lin An had already told her this himself.

"Furthermore," Leng Yaozhu's voice deepened, "what you need to guard against at East Sea Academy isn't just women. You must be wary of men as well."

Gu Yue's pupils constricted.

"I have inquired about Lin An's situation in Ming Capital. Even before his face had fully matured, there were already people targeting him."

"Now, it goes without saying. Many are convinced that he will become the most beautiful person on the entire continent in the future. Even though he has repeatedly reaffirmed that he is male, there are still those willing to undergo sterilization and body modification for his sake."

"Some families are even operating in the shadows, trying to shove their daughters or sons by his side. To them, gender is completely irrelevant."

"What matters is the monstrous fortune he carries, the wealth of the Universal Group that rivals nations, and that face of his capable of driving anyone to madness."

Gu Yue's expression shifted.

She knew the Dragon Queen was charming, but she hadn't expected it to reach such an extent.

Sterilization? Body modification? Had those people lost their minds?

Yet, she also felt it was normal.

How could mere mortal ants resist the charm of her own Dragon Queen?

Even she couldn't help but want to be his dog, to fawn over his looks, let alone those ordinary people who had never seen the world.

But immediately after, a wave of belated shame surged up.

"It seems my way of pursuing a boy is still lacking," she muttered, her voice muffled.

Leng Yaozhu looked at her and sighed.

She patted Gu Yue's shoulder and stood up.

"Think carefully about my words. Get some sleep."

The door closed softly.

The room was quiet for less than three seconds.

A black shadow silently coalesced from the corner.

Di Tian knelt on one knee, his expression respectful, though his face was unnaturally pale.

"My Lord," he began, his voice sounding a bit weak, "I understand the logic, but why was it my dragon scale that had to be plucked?"

Gu Yue didn't even lift her eyelids.

"Nonsense, if I didn't pluck yours, should I have plucked mine?"

She rolled her eyes at him, righteous and confident. "This King's scales are so precious, how could I pluck them casually? Besides, he didn't ask for them; if I had plucked my own and it turned out to be for nothing, what then?"

Di Tian's mouth twitched violently.

He dared not revert to his true form.

He felt like he was going bald.

With a large patch of scales missing from his back, the majestic image of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King now resembled an old rooster plucked of its feathers.

But he dared not complain.

He had to change the subject.

"My Lord, in this subordinate's view, there is no need for such trouble. We could simply drag the Dragon Queen back to the Star Dou Forest and have a hundred or eighty little dragon cubs. By then, the Dragon Queen would naturally be devoted."

He said it with a look of complete sincerity.

In his view, there was no need for such convoluted schemes among the dragon race; the strong conquering the weak was only natural.

With his Lord's strength, wouldn't snatching a man back be as easy as reaching for something?

Gu Yue's face flushed red instantly.

"Shut up!"

She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.