But it wasn’t their concern, and they hurried towards those they cared about.
Facai, born with a warm heart and keen perception, quickly gathered Old Ten, Old Eleven, and the other servants of the Chu Royal Palace.
Chu Yu’s elegant figure cast a long shadow on the ground, seemingly frozen. At this moment, he was truly stunned, vaguely remembering something but unable to recall what he had said.
“Third Senior Brother, you promised to marry me, and you must keep your word!” Ma Tilian said shyly, happiness shining in her eyes, “Don’t worry, I have two male concubines, but I consider them grass and you a treasure. After we’re married, I’ll be a virtuous wife and cook and wash for you every day.”
In the martial arts world, entry order matters more than age. Fourth Junior Sister was several years older than Chu Yu, but because she entered the sect later, she still had to call him Senior Brother.
When she was fifteen, she had feelings for the senior and second senior brothers and went to express her love, only to be rejected. Crying in a corner, twelve-year-old Chu Yu, not understanding romantic feelings, felt sympathy and promised to marry her when he grew up – a promise he had long forgotten.
Chu Yu’s jade-like face slightly changed, his blue eyes showing panic, “Fourth Junior Sister, I have something to do, please excuse me.”
Raised from childhood with the knight spirit of the Great Qin people, he was well-mannered and unwilling to say anything hurtful. He immediately turned and fled like being chased by a ghost, his long robes billowing, looking as perfect as a god from the heavens.
Like a horse! Ma Tilian thought, sharing the horse’s surname and loving horses, believing they were the most beautiful of all species.
But in another direction, the singing continued.
Ye Hui knew her son loved songs, so to please him, she sang to her heart’s content. Her smooth, gentle, heavenly beautiful voice continued to float in the air around her, audible to those who listened carefully in the square.
On this day, Ye Hui coddled her Heng Ting like any mother who loves her child, paying no attention to her husbands.
You reveal your arrival to me No matter how far you are from me I once again knock open my heart’s door…
