The first time felt strange; the second felt familiar.
After that first visit, Xiao Yan slipped into Xun'er's room every night for nearly half a year.
Ling Ying was so furious that, more than once, he nearly flayed Xiao Yan alive!
But one look from his young mistress left him with no choice but to gaze silently at the heavens.
Ling Ying had considered quietly informing the clan leader.
Yet Xiao Yan had already visited his young mistress's room heaven knew how many times. If Ling Ying told the clan leader now, he figured he would most likely be finished.
Besides, he did not want to offend his young mistress!
After weighing it all, Ling Ying simply chose to keep it out of sight and out of mind.
His young mistress could do whatever she pleased.
He was only a minor Dou Emperor, a nobody on the fringes of the Gu Clan. Nothing good could come of defying his young mistress over this!
As for the Gu Clan's young mistress, her imagination supplied an explanation: every night, Xiao Yan secretly spent the Dou Qi he had worked so hard to cultivate, tirelessly nourishing her meridians.
And so the Gu Clan's young mistress, who had grown up with hardly any friends, was moved—and fell for him...
After that, Xun'er finally stopped treating everyone with the same cool, distant reserve.
At the very least, she was quite gentle with Xiao Yan's family!
There were, however, a couple of things Xun'er was unhappy about.
First, ever since Xiao Yan had displayed talent for cultivation far beyond his peers, people eager to flatter him had constantly crowded around him.
The girls his age were the worst. Whenever Xun'er saw them, she wanted to chase every last one away!
Of course, Xun'er was too well-mannered