Qian Renxue sized up the girl in front of him with a strange look.
Ye Lingling still had her blue hair and blue eyes, with delicate features.
What puzzled Qian Renxue was that Ye Lingling's attire was extremely inconsistent with her usual temperament.
The white dress tightly cinched her waist.
The fabric was very smooth and appropriate, but the front of the dress was quite different.
It seemed to be a layer of white tulle, fan-shaped.
Her fair skin underneath was faintly visible, and seemed to be slightly red at the moment.
Given Ye Lingling's age...
She only had some shallow undulations, barely worthy of being called a cleavage.
Only a slight hint was revealed.
Ye Lingling's ears were red, and she kept raising her hand to cover the tulle.
Below her slender waist that one could grasp.
Was a pure white short skirt composed of many fine, vertical pleats.
Knee-length.
Her shapely legs were wrapped in white stockings, and she wore a pair of small boots.
Overall.
She looked very fresh and elegant, standing gracefully.
Faced with the surprise in Qian Renxue's eyes, Ye Lingling felt a little ashamed.
She covered her chest and closed her legs.
Feeling a little embarrassed in her heart.
In fact, she had regretted it a little when she first left the house.
After getting off the carriage, the front of her chest felt chilly.
At this moment, Ye Lingling regretted it even more.
If only...
She should have found a more reliable advisor.
Yanzi was better than her mom!
She wouldn't have worn the 'nice clothes' that her mom wanted to wear but didn't dare to.
Making her look like she was trying to seduce someone.
In an instant, Qian Renxue retracted his curious gaze.
"Miss Ye, please come in."
"Um, thank you..."
Ye Lingling lightly bit her pink lips, her pretty face under the veil flushed.
A layer of shyness appeared in her dim eyes.
Seeing Qian Renxue step aside, she immediately took the opportunity to walk inside with some trepidation.
Closing the door.
Ye Lingling felt even more uncomfortable.
Qian Renxue scratched his head and turned to look at Ye Lingling, who was standing there stiffly.
He suddenly didn't feel so nervous.
"Miss Ye, would you like to sit here or on the sofa?"
Qian Renxue asked softly.
"Here..."
Ye Lingling pretended to be calm.
She quickly sat down next to the dining table that was close by.
"Alright."
Qian Renxue sat down diagonally opposite Ye Lingling, making sure his hand could reach her.
He picked up the teapot he had checked earlier.
Poured himself some hot tea, and asked Ye Lingling at the same time.
"Miss Ye, are you hot?"
"Yes."
Ye Lingling clutched her skirt and nodded slightly.
Trying to deceive herself, explaining while trying to hide the truth.
"I, I'm hot... that's why."
"..."
Qian Renxue was stunned.
He quickly understood that Ye Lingling was talking about her attire.
Even if Qian Renxue was inexperienced.
He understood.
That praising someone at this time was never wrong.
Qian Renxue looked up at Ye Lingling, even with the veil, her beauty was hard to hide.
He nodded slightly and praised softly:
"Yes, very beautiful."
Huh?
Ye Lingling looked up at Qian Renxue.
Feeling quite surprised in her heart.
Could it be that, as her mother said, Qian Renxue liked her dressed like this?
No!
Ye Lingling quickly reacted.
She had been wearing a veil all along, and Qian Renxue had probably never seen her face.
How could he be sure she was beautiful?
What Qian Renxue said.
Should just be following her words, so she wouldn't feel embarrassed.
"Thank you."
Ye Lingling thanked softly, the original shame indeed lessened a lot.
Her blue eyes no longer drooped.
Qian Renxue then noticed that the pair of sky-blue eyes were not as hollow as they were back then.
Perhaps it was a change that occurred after the restrictions of her martial soul were lifted.
Qian Renxue slightly chilled the poured hot tea.
Letting its heat turn into cold air, gently pushing it in front of Ye Lingling.
Speaking softly and gently:
"Miss Ye, have a cup of tea to adjust, I have no malicious intentions towards you."
"I know."
Ye Lingling nodded.
Removed her right hand that was protecting her chest, pinched the cool teacup.
Stimulated by the coldness.
Her somewhat chaotic mind gradually regained clarity.
Qian Renxue didn't say anything more, waiting for Ye Lingling to calm down.
Just like the past two years.
Ye Lingling sipped the cold liquid from the edge of the cup.
Her body and mind were no longer as hot as before.
Slightly raising her pretty face.
Ye Lingling quietly sized up the boy not far in front of her, still so peaceful and warm.
The purple brocade robe was embroidered with gold and silver threads.
Golden hair draped over his shoulders, his features were three-dimensional and upright, his temperament was handsome and gentle, occasionally showing majesty.
Seemed to be thinking about what to say.
His thin lips didn't look mean, but rather had a soft curve, and were slightly wriggling.
Noticing Qian Renxue's gaze sweep over.
Ye Lingling's long eyelashes drooped on her eyelids, lowered her eyes to taste the tea.
She also had thoughts in her heart.
That was a question that had troubled her for a long time.
The two of them were silent like this, until their breathing became steady and their minds were clear.
"Miss Ye, we..."
Qian Renxue saw the blush fade from the corners of Ye Lingling's eyes.
Just opened his mouth.
But was interrupted by Ye Lingling, she was really curious.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, why didn't you reply to my letters?"
"..."
Interrupted, Qian Renxue was a little caught off guard.
All the things he had prepared were thrown to the back of his mind.
Looking up at Ye Lingling's eyes that vaguely hid resentment.
He felt an inexplicable pressure.
"Did I say something wrong? Or is there something else?"
Ye Lingling stared at Qian Renxue faintly.
The hands covering her chest were completely lowered, clutching the edge of the table a little nervously.
She was a little worried.
Hearing an answer she didn't want to hear.
"You didn't say anything wrong."
Qian Renxue quickly replied.
Then, he explained honestly and awkwardly:
"I just felt that Miss Ye was too young at the time... your brain wasn't fully developed."
"You, what did you say?!"
Ye Lingling's blue eyes widened slightly.
Surprise was hard to hide in her words.
She thought that Qian Renxue just didn't know how to write letters, but now she knew that.
He just didn't know how to talk!
"No! I mean your mind, your mind wasn't fully developed!"
Qian Renxue belatedly realized and quickly corrected.
Not forgetting to include himself.
"And me, I was the same at the time!"
"..."
Ye Lingling immediately became silent, pursing her lips, and wanting to laugh a little.
What was this?
After scolding her, he scolded himself, did that mean they were even?
It seemed that it was indeed impossible to be angry.
Ye Lingling pursed her lips.
Not angry, but still harboring resentment, her voice was very clear.
She said faintly:
"So it's because your brain wasn't fully developed that you didn't know how to reply?"
"Me?!"
Qian Renxue looked up at Ye Lingling.
A little surprised that she would talk to him like this.
Thinking of her reply to him earlier, it seemed to be the same.
The letter was scribbled all over.
Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
It seemed that Ye Lingling's inner self wasn't as lifeless as she appeared on the surface.
Qian Renxue nodded lightly.
"I guess so."
"..."
The corners of Ye Lingling's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.
The shyness that had just risen dissipated, and the resentment in her heart lessened.
And there was a little more affection out of thin air.
The high and mighty Holy Son, the other half chosen for her by her grandfather.
Didn't seem as unapproachable as she had imagined.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
