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Late at night in the Orchid Sect, moonlight sprinkled onto the courtyard's stone slabs, creating a soft silver-white glow. In this quiet night, Yun Xiyue and Liu Feichen sat in a secluded courtyard, surrounded only by the gentle breeze and the rustling of leaves, creating a tranquil atmosphere.
Yun Xiyue sat on a stone stool, playing with a delicate jade pendant in her hand. Her expression was serious as she discussed some difficult issues in cultivation with Liu Feichen. A hint of determination and straightforwardness could be seen between her brows, showing her serious attitude towards cultivation.
Liu Feichen sat across from her, dressed in a green robe that looked particularly elegant in the moonlight. His eyes sparkled with intelligence, at times earnestly expressing his views and at other times interjecting with playful remarks, making the originally serious topic of cultivation light and enjoyable. The corners of his mouth often carried a half-smile, as if he could easily capture the joy of life.
" Miss Yun, while you are so dedicated to your practice, don't forget to occasionally look up and admire this beautiful moonlight," Liu Feichen smiled, his eyes revealing a hint of teasing.
Yun Xiyue Looking up at the bright moon, I smiled slightly and said, " Liu Feichen, are you reminding me or hinting that I should relax a bit?"
Liu Feichen blinked and replied casually, "Hey, life is short, and relaxing occasionally is also part of the practice. Isn't it?"
His humorous and witty attitude relaxed Yun Xiyue who was initially a bit tense. A light smile appeared on her lips, feeling understood by Liu Feichen. The two of them chatted in the moonlit courtyard, filled with relaxation and laughter, bringing a different color to their cultivation life.
However, they were unaware that Mo Zetian had unintentionally overheard their conversation as he passed by. In the moonlight, Mo Zetian's face appeared particularly gloomy, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.
Mo Zetian felt a surge of inexplicable jealousy and anger in his heart. He mistakenly believed that Yun Xiyue had developed special feelings for Liu Feichen, which he found unacceptable. His steps became heavier as he was deeply troubled by the emotions in his heart.
After the conversation between Yun Xiyue and Liu Feichen ended, Mo Zetian suddenly appeared in front of Yun Xiyue with a cold and accusing look in his eyes: "What is the relationship between you and Liu Feichen, Yun Xiyue?"
Yun Xiyue was taken aback, a look of confusion on her face: " Mo Zetian, Liu Feichen and I were just discussing cultivation matters. Why would you say such a thing?"
Mo Zetian's voice sounded somewhat heavy, with an unquestionable seriousness: "I overheard your conversation just now, and it seems you have a favorable impression of him."
Yun Xiyue's brows furrowed, feeling a wave of helplessness and anger: " Mo Zetian, what's with this attitude? Liu Feichen and I were just having a normal conversation, why are you being so sensitive?"
Mo Zetian showed a hint of pain and struggle in his eyes, but he still insisted on his point of view: "I don't want to see you getting too close to other men."
Yun Xiyue showed dissatisfaction on her face. Her character is straightforward, and she doesn't like being misunderstood: " Mo Zetian, you are being unreasonable! It's my freedom to associate with whomever I want, and you have no right to interfere."
This sudden dispute has made the relationship between Mo Zetian and Yun Xiyue even more tense. Mo Zetian is filled with conflict and unease, finding it difficult to accept Yun Xiyue's closeness to other men.
In this late night, their argument escalated. Mo Zetian's words carried a hint of coldness, while Yun Xiyue displayed her usual strength and frankness. Their conversation was filled with intense emotional collisions, making the whole night feel particularly heavy.
In the end, Mo Zetian turned and left, leaving Yun Xiyue standing alone in the moonlight. Yun Xiyue looked at Mo Zetian's back, filled with confusion and helplessness. She didn't understand why Mo Zetian had such a big misunderstanding, and she didn't know how to break this deadlock.
The night breeze gently blew by, carrying away their arguments and dissatisfaction. But in their hearts, this late-night dispute left a deep imprint, making their relationship even more complicated. Yun Xiyue Standing in the moonlight, their hearts are filled with confusion and worry, unsure of what the future holds.
Mo Zetian Walking on a dark path, their heart is also filled with conflict and self-blame. They know their attitude may hurt Yun Xiyue, but deep inside, they cannot control their concern and jealousy towards her. Their steps are heavy, as if carrying an invisible burden, walking on this lonely road.
In the quiet of the late night, Yun Xiyue and Mo Zetian were filled with their own thoughts. This dispute not only made their relationship more tense, but also left them uncertain about the future. However, no matter what the future holds, they must face their own hearts and find their own answers.
After that late-night dispute, Yun Xiyue was filled with doubts and unease. She decided to go to a secret place to pick rare spiritual herbs to calm her mind. Coincidentally, Liu Feichen also went to the same place, so the two of them acted together.
In a hidden realm, with lingering spiritual energy, rare herbs are concealed within the lush green grass. Liu Feichen moves with agility and grace, weaving through the herbs with every step. His movements are swift, and his bright eyes are focused on finding the spiritual plants, while also guiding Yun Xiyue.
" Miss Yun, there's no need to worry too much. Sometimes, fate is like these herbs, needing time to cultivate," Liu Feichen said, his eyes revealing deep affection for Yun Xiyue, but he did not express it directly.
Yun Xiyue looked at Liu Feichen and felt a slight sense of relief. She confided in him about the recent strangeness and cold treatment from Mo Zetian. "I don't understand why Mo Zetian has become so distant. It's like he has closed off his heart and doesn't want to communicate with me."
Listening, Liu Feichen smiled gently. He understood the reason behind it but chose not to say. After all, he also had a special feeling for Yun Xiyue. "Perhaps he has his own difficulties. Miss Yun, the path of cultivation is long. Let's focus on the present." Liu Feichen said, playfully trying to ease Yun Xiyue's worries.
Yun Xiyue listened to Liu Feichen's words, and the feeling of oppression in her heart slightly eased. Her gaze fell on a cluster of spirit grass, gradually focusing on the picking work. Liu Feichen casually helped on the side, and the time the two spent in the secret realm seemed relaxed and pleasant.
The time in the secret realm seemed isolated from the world. As the sun set, the night quietly descended. Yun Xiyue and Liu Feichen walked out of the secret realm together, strolling along the path back. As they walked, Liu Feichen spoke in a light and cheerful manner, telling various interesting stories and anecdotes from the world of cultivation. Each of his stories was full of humor and wisdom, causing Yun Xiyue to occasionally smile, and her mood became much lighter as a result.
Liu Feichen carries himself with grace, and his silhouette appears even more handsome in the moonlight. His eyes are sometimes playful, sometimes deep, changing with the progression of the story. He seems to effortlessly grasp the essence of the topic and transform dull conversations into captivating stories with his wit.
Listening to Liu Feichen's stories, Yun Xiyue feels her troubles gradually easing. She thanks Liu Feichen for his company and guidance, which allows her to temporarily forget her various doubts and anxieties about Mo Zetian. She looks at Liu Feichen with a hint of gratitude in her eyes: "Brother Liu, thank you for your company. Tonight's story has lifted my spirits."
Liu Feichen smiled slightly and responded wittily, "Cloud Sister, if I can make you happy, then my story has value. As cultivators, aren't we also seeking some joy on this long path of cultivation?"
They continued walking in the moonlight, and their exchange made the long road seem less daunting. Liu Feichen's humor and wit not only brought laughter to Yun Xiyue, but also brought a hint of comfort to her soul. This kind of night was not only a spiritual baptism for Yun Xiyue, but also an inspiration for herself.
In the night, Liu Feichen and Yun Xiyue walked side by side, with the moonlight shining on them, adding a touch of poetry and warmth to their journey. In the heart of Yun Xiyue, although there were still unsolved mysteries, she found some comfort in this moment of tranquility.
Meanwhile, in the distance, the figure of Mo Zetian was faintly visible among the shadows of the trees, his heart filled with conflict and struggle. As he watched the backs of Yun Xiyue and Liu Feichen walking together, his emotions became even more complicated. He must face his own inner turmoil and find the answers between himself and Yun Xiyue, but this path is too painful and bitter for him.
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