Douluo Dalu: Qian Renxue's Younger Brother

Ye Lingling's declaration and the system's broadcast both came at the same time, signaling to Qian Renjue that Ye Lingling was serious.

There was no room for doubt in Qian Renjue's heart.

The warmth in his ear lingered, as if Ye Lingling was regulating her breath or waiting for his reply.

Qian Renjue's breathing became deeper, and he nodded gently.

"Mm, I understand."

As his words fell, the warm lips on his cheek, carrying an innocent warmth.

Ye Lingling slightly turned to the side, too embarassed to look at him,

She was sipping her cold tea constantly, and quickly finished it.

Yet, she couldn't calmed down her racing heart, as if she could still taste what had touched her lips just moments ago.

Qian Renjue glanced at Ye Lingling's reddened earlobes.

He poured more iced tea, pushing it gently toward her.

"Ye..."

The word stopped before it came out.

Qian Renjue hesitated, thinking that maybe it was time for him to change as well, or perhaps express himself.

"Ling... Lingling, have another cup of tea."

"Mm..."

Ye Lingling's voice was as soft as a whisper, lowering her head and releasing the cup rim from her teeth.

She barely glanced at the tea he pushed over, using only her peripheral vision to accept it, without daring to look at him directly.

"…"

Qian Renjue silently sipped his tea, watching her back.

After a long moment, Ye Lingling's voice returned to a more normal tone.

"Just now... what did you come to see me about?"

Qian Renjue immediately returned to the present, staring at the back of her head, and responded:

"It's nothing big, really. I just wanted to meet face-to-face and properly get to know you, and then..."

As he spoke, Qian Renjue raised his hand, scratching his still-warm face.

Unexpectedly, it seemed they had gotten to know each other a bit too well already.

Ye Lingling suddenly remembered that this was their first real conversation, and she had already kissed him directly.

She subconsciously shrank down further.

"And then?"

Qian Renjue continued, "I won't be staying here long."

"If you don't mind, we can continue writing letters to each other?"

The mention of letters still made Ye Lingling uneasy. She raised her voice slightly, asking, "Are you going to ignore my letters again this time?"

"Of course not."

Qian Renjue replied without hesitation.

"That's good."

Ye Lingling felt relieved, then grew silent again.

Qian Renjue, feeling a bit lost, cautiously asked, "Lingling, would you like to take a walk together?"

"Next time."

Ye Lingling shook her head slightly and finally turned to face him, but she had already put on her veil again, hiding the blush on her face and her shyness.

"It's getting late, my... my mom is waiting for me to go home for dinner."

Her soft voice sounded awkward.

Considering that her mother, Ye Qinshui, had given her good advice, Ye Lingling decided to follow it, to avoid making her worry.

But her mother's suggestion made her feel a bit flustered.

"Alright."

Qian Renjue's expression stiffened slightly. It was a valid reason, but it somehow felt dismissive.

"Mm."

Ye Lingling rose to her feet, but a cool breeze on her chest made her cover herself again in embarrassment.

She looked at Qian Renjue and softly asked, "Can I change clothes here?"

"Of course."

Qian Renjue nodded and pointed toward a screen in the corner.

"Thank you."

Ye Lingling quickly walked behind the screen.

Qian Renjue breathed a sigh of relief. Though things had progressed quickly, at least they had started.

Once they got more familiar, things would likely improve.

Before long, Ye Lingling reemerged, dressed back in her usual attire.

Her black dress and blue hair gave off a lonely air. Her blue eyes seemed different now, with more complex emotions.

Qian Renjue stood up and said, "I'll walk you out."

"Alright."

Ye Lingling replied as they walked to the door together.

The height difference between them was evident, making Ye Lingling appear especially fragile beside him.

'Slam!'

The door closed tightly.

The room was bathed in light from the chandelier, and only the steam from the tea lingered in the air.

Not long after Qian Renjue left, a golden streak of light flashed out from the chandelier.

At the same time, a faint noise came from under the bed against the wall.

A greenish glow seeped out from beneath the bed.

In an instant, a human head with glowing eyes peeked out from under the bed.

'Swoosh!'

The golden light turned into a human figure, standing still.

Noticing the movement under the bed, the figure froze in place, the playful grin disappearing from her face.

"Ling Yuan?!"

Qian Renxue's shocked voice echoed, met by muffled sobs.

"Mm-mm-mmm!"

"…"

Looking at the head peeking from under the bed, with a glowing pearl in her mouth, Qian Renxue felt a bead of sweat form on her forehead.

Frowning, she asked, "Ling Yuan, what are you doing here?"

'Gulp'

"M-miss Xue!"

Ling Yuan spat the pearl onto the floor and hurriedly tried to explain but forgot she was still stuck under the bed.

Raising her head, she hit it on the wooden panel, yelping in pain.

It seemed to be quite a hard hit. She held the back of her head, rubbing it while lying on the carpet.

Qian Renxue's eye twitched. For a titled Douluo, such a scene was ridiculous.

Ling Yuan, gritting her teeth in pain, muttered through the discomfort:

"Lady Xue, I am here on orders from Her Majesty the Pope!"

After saying that, Ling Yuan looked up, her eyes slightly misty.

"Mom?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, then sighed, unable to help but quip:

"What kind of mother gives orders like this?"

Ling Yuan stayed silent, sneaking a glance at Qian Renxue.

It seemed both mother and daughter had similar tendencies.

But Ling Yuan didn't dare say more.

This time, she truly understood the fun Bibi Dong got from sneaking around.

The thrill of eavesdropping on the Holy Son's date was incredibly satisfying.

"Alright, get out of there."

Qian Renxue waved her hand dismissively, then warned her:

"Remember, you never saw me in this room, and I never saw you."

"Understood!"

Ling Yuan nodded immediately.

Without saying another word, Qian Renxue raised her hand, sending a golden flame toward the ceiling.

The strands of golden hair dissolved into nothing.

Her *Life Ring* descended from above, landing in Qian Renxue's hand.

"Miss... Miss Xue."

Suddenly, Ling Yuan's timid voice sounded behind her.

Qian Renxue turned, raising an eyebrow.

"Ling Yuan, why are you still on the floor? Hurry up and get up."

"Miss Xue, I'm... I'm stuck."

Ling Yuan's face flushed with embarrassment, her mouth slightly wet.

"…"

Qian Renxue's lips twitched.

A Titled Douluo, stuck under a bed? It was utterly absurd.

"How did you even get under there?"

"The panel is too low. I had to lift the bed to get in."

Qian Renxue, growing impatient, replied:

"Then lift the bed and get out."

"Alright."

Ling Yuan nodded, exerting strength to free herself from under the bed.

Qian Renxue spotted paper and pens beneath the bed, with recorded conversations.

No wonder Ling Yuan had been biting that glowing pearl. (It glowed in the dark, imagine it as a study lamp)

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