Yan Ruyu slowly emerged from within to meet them and spoke softly.
"You're here. I'm sorry, but I may need your help for a while longer."
Every smile and frown was captivating. Her voice was as lovely as music from the heavens.
"There's no need to apologize to me. We help each other grow."
Jiang Yun looked at Yan Ruyu as she approached. After some time apart, she seemed even more beautiful.
He tentatively stepped forward and took her delicate hands in his. Her body stiffened slightly, but she did not pull away.
It seemed her feelings had not changed during their time apart.
"Ahem."
Qin Yao coughed twice to remind them that she was still there.
She felt rather out of place.
Like a little ball of fire suddenly appearing on a vast sea, she did not belong in the scene before her.
Jiang Yun acted as though he had heard nothing. He slipped an arm around Yan Ruyu's slender waist and drew her into his embrace.
Yan Ruyu patted his arm and pulled free. Blushing, she said to Qin Yao,
"Qin Yao, go cultivate. I'll take care of everything else."
"Your Highness, I'll attend to other matters first. Please call for me if you need anything."
Qin Yao bowed slightly, then hurried away.
She had never imagined that her usually aloof Highness would act this way around Young Master Jiang. She did not want to watch any longer.
Once Qin Yao was gone, there was no third wheel, and the two of them relaxed.
Jiang Yun did not rush. Courting a woman was much like cooking.
Most of the time went into the little tasks of preparing the ingredients.
Once everything was ready, putting them in the pot happened naturally.
They talked about what they had been through