Ye Qiu didn't dwell on Tang Hao's matter, resisting the temptation and continuing their previous conversation.
Tang Yuehua shook her head apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about them."
Ye Qiu naturally knew what she meant by 'them'—it was the Evil Soul Masters.
"Is that so?" Ye Qiu wasn't too disappointed; he had already prepared himself.
"However, regarding Dong-jie, while I can't say much, I can give you a hint!" Suddenly, Tang Yuehua leaned into Ye Qiu's ear, blowing a gentle warm breeze, a mysterious smile on her face.
"?" Ye Qiu looked at her strangely.
"When facing the Spirit Hall Pope, don't let your guard down~" A hint of helplessness flashed in Tang Yuehua's eyes, followed by a touch of schadenfreude, as she slowly sat upright.
"Isn't the Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong?" Ye Qiu's expression grew even stranger. How could her address for Bibi Dong be so intimate one moment and so distant the next?
"Sort of… I guess!" Tang Yuehua said lightly.
She wouldn't defy Bibi Dong's instructions.
"Sort of?" Ye Qiu felt incredibly strange. Why would she tell him to be careful of Bibi Dong? Logically, his relationship with her should be quite good!
As he pondered, the pressure on his arm suddenly changed; Tang Yuehua had stood up again.
Ignoring Ye Qiu's confusion, she slowly walked to the harp in the center of the room and slowly sat down.
She looked at Ye Qiu seriously.
"That's enough for the hints! Would you like to hear me play a piece for you?"
"Alright!" Ye Qiu suppressed the doubt in his heart and nodded gently.
Receiving Ye Qiu's response, Tang Yuehua smiled, and her jade foot seemed to step on something.
Soft golden light suddenly scattered from the ceiling.
At this moment, Tang Yuehua, bathed in light, smiled like a blooming flower, like a young girl experiencing her first love, making Ye Qiu feel a little dazed.
Her nimble fingers continuously glided over the strings, each note like a line of deeply loving poetry, flowing into a beautiful and moving melody.
Her fingertips danced, her elegant posture as if writing an invisible poem, that musical poem drifting in the air, stirring the heart.
Ye Qiu was somewhat amazed by her superb skill; even though he didn't understand music, he could still hear the various emotions contained within it.
The melodious zither music first resembled a young girl's fervor, interspersed with moments of melancholy and dullness, then filled with love, and finally gradually became steady and peaceful!
A faint, serene, and gentle aura suddenly enveloped Ye Qiu. His mind emptied, and his eyelids slowly grew heavy.
The gentle, peaceful zither music suddenly stopped.
Tang Yuehua looked softly at Ye Qiu, who was already slumped on the table, fast asleep.
She rose and came to Ye Qiu's side, slowly extending her hands towards him.
Tang Yuehua actually carried Ye Qiu in a princess carry, gently placing him on the bed.
She looked surprisingly relaxed.
If her students were to see this scene, the impact would be no less than Lin Mei-mei uprooting a weeping willow!
Placing Ye Qiu on her own bed, she gently covered him with a quilt, and seeing him asleep, she could no longer suppress the impulse in her heart.
She slowly leaned down, capturing Ye Qiu's lips, and slowly coated them with a tempting sheen.
"I never thought you were like this, Yuehua, like a lovesick woman!"
Suddenly, a dark figure swept in from outside the window, and a teasing voice rang out.
Tang Yuehua calmly parted her red lips, cleaned up the traces she had left, and turned her head to look.
She saw a black figure sitting in the spot Ye Qiu had occupied earlier, stretching lazily.
"By the way, Yuehua, your cultivation is getting higher and higher; you've even made me sleepy…"
The newcomer had shoulder-length purple hair, deep, lively eyes, exquisite and beautiful features, and was dressed in a black leather outfit. Her figure was tall and alluring, and her voluptuousness was no less than Zhu Zhuqing's.
This person was one of the few female Titled Douluo in the Spirit Master's world, Spirit Vulture Douluo, whose Spirit was the Blazing Spirit Vulture, with two yellow, two purple, and five black spirit rings, a level ninety-four attack system Titled Douluo!
"Spirit Vulture Jie, what's with this 'lovesick woman' talk…" Tang Yuehua looked at the woman in front of her, then turned to look at Ye Qiu, gently touching the corner of his mouth with her fingertip, wiping away the lingering sheen.
At the same time, her expression was extremely gentle, her beautiful face flushed, and her voice was filled with determination.
"I have long become his private possession."
Glancing at Ye Qiu on the bed, Spirit Vulture Douluo couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"I didn't expect the one you've been waiting for to be such a young man; he's quite good-looking!"
"But… that's no reason for him to drink the tea I've already drunk, is it?"
"Spirit Vulture Jie drank it?" Tang Yuehua was stunned for a moment, a wry smile and apology on her face.
"This is my fault; I wasn't paying attention!"
"It's fine, can't I just drink it back?" Spirit Vulture Douluo gently picked up the cup in front of her.
Under Tang Yuehua's surprised gaze, she took a small sip.
Propping her chin, she looked at Tang Yuehua teasingly, then began to comment:
"Hmm, the taste is quite good; no wonder you're so infatuated."
"I wonder if you mind if there's one more of me?"
Spirit Vulture Douluo looked at Ye Qiu lying on the bed, her eyes full of curiosity.
"Sure! I don't mind!" Tang Yuehua rolled her eyes at her and sat back down in her own seat.
"Haha… Then I'll have to write a good application! I've protected you for so many years; even if I haven't achieved anything, I've at least put in the hard work, right? Dong'er shouldn't be so cruel as to let me die alone!"
Spirit Vulture Douluo seemed genuinely moved, cupping her chin with both hands, a look of longing flashing in her eyes.
"Why go to all that trouble? Spirit Vulture Jie just needs to make Ye Qiu fall for her!" Tang Yuehua didn't bother to get her a new cup, adding some tea to her existing one.
"Alright, no more jokes! I wouldn't fall for a child—though he does make me very interested."
Spirit Vulture Douluo brushed back her neat short hair, shedding her frivolous demeanor.
She asked Tang Yuehua, "By the way, did you call me here for something?"
"Yes, Erlong Jie seems to have been targeted by those Evil Soul Masters. I need to trouble you to secretly protect her!" Tang Yuehua nodded gently, a worried look in her eyes.
"No problem! After all, protecting you is my top priority!"
"And I also get to escape that crazy woman…"
Spirit Vulture Douluo nodded without hesitation, a look of joy appearing on her face, as if somewhat relieved.
Hearing Spirit Vulture Douluo mention that crazy woman, Tang Yuehua also asked:
"Is she doing well?"
"Yuehua, why are you concerned about her? As the Spirit Hall Pope, how could she possibly suffer any grievances?"
Spirit Vulture Douluo's face showed a hint of surprise as she asked, puzzled.
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