"Ling'er, do you like that fiend? In the romantic sense?"
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Setting down the breast wrap in his hands, Gu Qi, who had spent the night studying techniques, patiently guided the reformed female thief, teaching her the path of cultivation that led to the summit of bliss:
"The secret to cultivation lies neither in fate nor in effort, but in finding a middle ground between the two."
Her hair spread across the pillow, the cool, aloof female thief glanced sideways at the man beside her, a barely perceptible weariness in her calm voice:
"Speak human."
"Use force."
"?"
You'd better be talking about cultivation...
No, wait... She instinctively curled up in the corner to keep her distance from Gu Qi, freeing one hand to rub her aching waist.
Who taught you to cultivate like that?
Chapter 154: The second disciple's letter to the Princess Consort
"!"
The little maid's eyes went perfectly round, her mouth slightly open.
Her almond-shaped eyes brimmed with shock, and she seemed somewhat bewildered.
The next moment...
Her entire face flushed red, practically turning her into a boiled shrimp, almost steaming.
She hurriedly waved her hands.
"P-Princess Consort, wh-what romantic feelings? I respect the Demon Venerable very much. I've never thought about anything like that."
"Besides, haven't you already grown deeply rooted feelings for the Demon Venerable, Princess Consort? I certainly wouldn't overstep in the slightest."
"Wh-who has deeply rooted feelings?!"
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Han Lingxuan sprang straight off the bed, her face equally red as she spoke.
"Ling'er, I'll remind you one last time. I hate that fiend to the bone. I don't have the slightest affection for him, let alone any so-called deeply rooted feelings. Given even the slightest opportunity, I'll kill that fiend without hesitation