With the autumn sun overhead, master and disciple returned together to the Marquis's Residence.
With the weight lifted from his heart, Nangong Ye felt even his steps grow lighter. Especially when he thought of the Demoness, who actually had three generations under one roof, while he was merely becoming sisters with his junior sister, he instantly felt he had become the Iceberg Fairy who had once strictly observed the monastic rules and precepts again.
Walking behind him, Linghu Qingmo clearly felt rather strange about it all. He did not even know how he should regard his cool, beautiful master from now on. Once they reached home, he spoke first:
"I'll go see whether Ling'er is awake. Master, you can tell Xie Jinhuan about Senior Uncle Lu's arrangements."
Hearing this, Nangong Ye stopped and looked back.
"Our Daoist registrations have already been changed. Just call me senior sister from now on."
Linghu Qingmo found this extremely awkward. After all, ever since he could remember, his master had raised him, like both a teacher and a mother. Suddenly changing his form of address always felt a little disrespectful to an elder. After some thought, he replied:
"A master for a day is a mother for life. How can I just change what I call you? Hmm... how about this? We'll each follow our own rules from now on. Outside, you can call me junior sister, but at home, I'll still treat you as my master..."
Nangong Ye parted his lips. Knowing that this relationship could not be erased, and that he would be perfectly satisfied just to silence outsiders' gossip, he hesitated briefly before nodding. "All right, then. Do whatever feels right to you."
Linghu Qingmo nodded, then hurried off to look for Ling'er.
Nangong Ye went to the main room alone.