Douluo: Dragon Slayer

Above the Yuexuan Pavilion, in the center, there are several men and women aged sixteen or seventeen with quite aristocratic manners playing the same piece of music.

In the stands, all the high-ranking officials and nobles were standing in line. Although they were whispering among themselves, the voices were within a controllable range. Obviously, Yuexuan's arrangement was not as simple as it sounds.

The Lord of Yuexuan is in the center of the stands. She is a woman in silver palace attire. She looks to be in her early twenties, with eyes that seem to see through the world of mortals. There is no fluctuation in soul power in her body, but she exudes a noble temperament.

She did not just show off like other nobles, but listened carefully to every rhythm of the music.

Next to Xue Qinghe was Xue Xing, a prince from the Tiandou Empire. But Long Yuewu had never seen him before.

For Long Yuewu, the music was indeed good, but she couldn't understand it at all. Long Yuewu, who was just a loli, stared at the music in a daze, which was boring anyway.

Xue Xing and Xue Qinghe just nodded to each other and did not speak. Their normal relationship was just that of strangers who were "blood related".

After a long time, when the song ended, everyone stood up and applauded, which also woke Long Yuewu from his wandering mind.

Long Yuewu felt that her pain on the carriage was not worth it: "Is this what we came here to hear?"

Next, there were no ups and downs, no pretentious slaps, just a deepening friendship among the nobles. Xue Qinghe politely responded to everyone who came to talk.

Long Yuewu was eating cakes in small bites at the side. If Xue Qinghe hadn't told her to pay attention to her manners, Long Yuewu would have been full long ago. Long Yuewu thought: Nobles are really troublesome, and following noble etiquette is even more troublesome.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Tang Yuehua bowed slightly towards Xue Qinghe.

"Master Tang Xuan." Xue Qinghe returned the courtesy.

Tang Yuehua smiled and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to be polite. Emperor Xueye takes great care of Yue Xuan, which means that Your Highness should know something about it."

Xue Qinghe said: "Father did mention something. In that case, I will call you Aunt Yuehua."

Tang Yuehua laughed and said: "Auntie? Am I very old?"

Xue Qinghe replied: "You are the elder."

"Okay!" Tang Yuehua didn't pay too much attention. After all, it was just a title. Tang Yuehua looked at Long Yuewu and asked, "Your Highness, this kid is..."

Xue Qinghe said: "Long Yuewu is currently living in the Prince's Mansion. Regardless of her young age, I'm afraid I am no match for her as far as the spirit master's combat effectiveness is concerned!"

Long Yuewu was speechless: I believe you are a ghost!

Long Yuewu imitated Xue Qinghe's movements and saluted: "Aunt Yuehua!"

"Xiao Yuewu is so powerful!" Tang Yuehua's tone sounded like he was coaxing a child, but in fact it was not the case. Xue Qinghe was a two-ring great soul master on the surface. Even if he was not good at fighting, he was not something ordinary soul masters could handle.

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Xue Qinghe said pointedly: "It's really awesome, but a little impetuous."

Tang Yuehua suggested: "In that case, you might as well study at Yuexuan for a while in the future."

Xue Qinghe looked at Long Yuewu and said, "It depends on her own thoughts."

Long Yuewu shook her head decisively: "I don't want to learn music."

Tang Yuehua asked: "Is it because music and etiquette cannot provide combat effectiveness? Sometimes, the power of a soul master is not everything."

"That's not the case," Long Yuewu said, "I don't mean to discriminate against music and etiquette, I just don't want to."

"This..." He refused so simply that Tang Yuehua had no room for redemption.

Tang Yuehua chatted with Xue Qinghe for a few words and then left.

"Oh~ What a great opportunity. Learning more things will be good for the future." Xue Qinghe sighed.

Long Yuewu stuffed food into her mouth and said, "I'm not interested."

"Okay!" Xue Qinghe was helpless, but she had other thoughts in her mind. If she could be so arrogant back then, she might not have come to the Tiandou Empire to perform such a mission!

As time passed, everyone slowly dispersed.

It was getting late, and the two of them walked out of Yuexuan and looked at the gradually deserted streets, feeling a little speechless.

Long Yuewu said: "Otherwise... you should just go back in the carriage! I'll be fine myself."

"Don't worry, you won't really treat me like a weakling, will you? Moreover, I really don't believe that you can find a way with taste." Xue Qinghe smiled slightly.

Thinking of Xue Qinghe's unknown strength, Long Yuewu said: "Let's go together!"

The carriage left on its own, and the two of them walked side by side on the increasingly deserted streets, as the sky gradually darkened.

Long Yuewu suddenly asked: "Are you the Xue Qinghe who is hiding deeply? Or are you the Xue Qinghe disguised by others?"

The real Xue Qinghe shouldn't have such strength!

Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "What did you say? It's a dark and windy night, so I can't hear you clearly."

Long Yuewu said: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Xue Qinghe asked, "Is this important to you?"

Long Yuewu said: "It's really not important, but I want to know."

Xue Qinghe said helplessly: "You are touching a taboo!"

"..." Long Yuewu responded with silence.

Xue Qinghe smiled, his expression still relaxed and comfortable, and said: "You are no match for me now. Why, spying on the secrets of a stronger person is too long for your life?"

Long Yuewu stopped, looked at Xue Qinghe, and asked: "You want to kill me?"

Xue Qinghe shook his head and said, "Why should I kill you? Do you want to give me a reason?"

Long Yuewu shook his head and said: "I probably know what you want to do, and I have no intention of stopping you, but because of this, I want to know which Xue Qinghe you are."

Xue Qinghe asked: "Can I ask the difference between the two?"

Long Yuewu raised two fingers and said, "If it's the second type, as long as you don't mind, things will probably remain the same between us."

Xue Qinghe looked at her with a smile and motioned for her to continue.

Long Yuewu put away one finger and said: "If it is the first type, I will try to stop you. It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not."

If the Xue Qinghe in front of him is "Xue Qinghe", then the person in front of him is most likely a member of the Wuhun Palace. The game between different forces is naturally understandable.

If the Xueqinghe in front of her is Xueqinghe, then if she wants to succeed, she will undoubtedly need to do one thing, kill her father! In this case, Long Yuewu will naturally stop her.

Among the things that Long Yuewu knew, Emperor Xue Ye did not do anything sorry for Xue Qinghe.

If things happen for a reason, then that’s a different story!

As for why Long Yuewu wants to clarify this matter at this time, isn't it better to pretend to be confused?

Long Yuewu didn't know, but her intuition told her that the person in front of her would not kill her, or that there was no need to kill her! As for why? It probably had something to do with those chaotic memories!

In the end, Long Yuewu just wanted to know the answer.

Xue Qinghe looked at Long Yuewu's clear eyes, smiled softly, and said: "It's still the same between us, remember what you said, otherwise..."

Long Yuewu also smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm still afraid of death."

A layer of barrier was virtually removed between the two.