The woman walked up, smiling. Rubbing Long Ling 'er's head, she said, "Ling' er is one year older now."
"Mother, I don't like celebrating like this," Long Ling 'er whispered. Long Ling 'er said in a low voice. She glanced at the crowd. She only hoped to celebrate with the people closest to her. Because of her special status, there were very few people in the clan who could truly open their hearts to her. Many people came to celebrate her birthday, but they were not sincere. It was only because of her status.
"Silly girl, remember, no matter whether you like it or not, the West Mountain Dragon Clan is a whole," the woman said gently. The girl was still too young. She wouldn't understand many things even if they told her.
"Yes." Long Ling 'er nodded, not really understanding.
"Auntie, Ling 'er."
Long Mu also came over at this time and shouted.
"Humph." Long Ling 'er glared at him and turned her head away, ignoring him.
"Still angry at your brother?" Long Mu asked helplessly.
"Ling 'er, don't be like this." Madame Long's voice turned serious. Long Mu was her brother's orphan.
"Mother, you only know how to side with him." Long Ling 'er pouted.
"What's wrong with you? How did your brother offend you?" Madame Long asked.
"Ask him." Long Ling 'er seemed very unhappy.
"Auntie, do you know that Ling 'er bought the Celestial Pavilion?" Long Mu asked.
"Yes, I heard." Madame Long nodded. Of course, she knew about this.
"That day at the Celestial Pavilion, I saw that person and told him to leave. Ling 'er was angry at me," Long Mu said, smiling bitterly.
"Mother, Brother Futian is so good to me. He even taught me how to play the guqin. It's all thanks to him that I became a Dragon Master," Long Ling 'er said.
Yang Xing stood at the side, sweating inwardly. When Ye Futian was here, the young mistress wasn't so nice. Was she nice to her now?
"I heard about this too. Senior Feng is too humble. Do you really think it's all because of him? You have to know who you're learning from. It's just a coincidence," Long Mu said. He naturally didn't believe that an Arcana Plane youth could teach Long Ling 'er. It was most likely that Senior Feng had taught enough and Ye Futian had taken advantage of him.
"You don't know anything." Long Ling 'er curled her lips.
"Alright, alright. You're the birthday girl today. Don't let it affect your mood. Everyone is here. Let's start the banquet." Madame Long smiled warmly.
"Humph." Long Ling 'er snorted unhappily. She didn't know if Big Brother Futian would come today. He promised her, would he go back on his word?
The banquet began. Madame Long and Long Ling 'er sat at the head of the table while Long Mu sat beside them. The rest of the guests were all from the West Mountain Dragon Clan. They all presented their gifts.
Long Yan was among them. He didn't buy the song from the music workshop. As for the guqin, there were many in the West Court. Unless it was a famous one, it was meaningless. Thus, he bought a necklace on Qingyun Street. It was very beautiful and a defensive ritual implement. It could protect one's body. Long Ling 'er always wore a dragon-shaped necklace around her neck, but it was a token of appreciation. He really couldn't think of anything else to give. After all, his young mistress didn't lack anything.
When Long Long'er received the Dragon Rock necklace, she was expressionless. She casually put it aside and stretched out her small hand to gently stroke the dragon-shaped necklace on her neck. There was a faint light flickering and it was very warm. Long Long'er revealed a smile. This was a souvenir that her uncle had left for her.
Raising her head, Long Ling 'er looked outside. Then she pouted. That guy wouldn't lie to her and not come, right?
"Madame."
Suddenly, a voice came from the front. Madame Long looked at the person and asked, "What is it?"
"A guest is here," the person said.
Long Ling 'er's eyes were filled with joy. "Let him in."
"Who is it?" Madame Long asked.
"The young mistress of the Gu Clan, Gu Yunxi," the person replied. "She said she's here to celebrate your birthday."
Hearing that it wasn't Ye Futian, Long Ling 'er's eyes were filled with disappointment.
"Why is Sister Yunxi here?" Long Ling 'er asked softly. After all, she was still young and not part of the Dragon Clan. It was only her birthday. Usually, it was a family matter. Only the elders would have outsiders come to celebrate.
However, the Gu Clan and the West Mountain Dragon Clan had always been on good terms.
"Yunxi is here. Let her in," Madame Long said, smiling. "Mu 'er, go and receive her personally."
"Okay."
Long Mu nodded lightly. He stood up and walked outside. At the banquet, many youths of the Dragon Clan had a strange expression. They were also somewhat expectant.
They had naturally heard of Gu Yunxi's beauty.
In the Divine Sky City, there was a saying that a single glance could make a city fall and a second glance could make a country fall. This was the Gu Clan's young mistress, Gu Yunxi.
They naturally understood why Madame Long had asked Long Mu to go personally.
The West Mountain Dragon Clan and the Gu Clan had always been on good terms. Rumor had it that when the previous clan leader was still alive, the two clans had intended to marry. It was between the young clan leader of the Dragon Clan, Long Mu, and the Gu Clan's Gu Yunxi.
However, after Long Mu's father died, this matter was rarely mentioned. Although the two clans still maintained a good relationship, it was more or less weaker than before.
Now that Gu Yunxi had come personally to celebrate Long Ling 'er's birthday, Madame Long was obviously happy. So, she sent Long Mu to receive her.
A moment later, a group of people walked over. Beside Long Mu, a peerless beauty walked over. She wore a light pink dress that accentuated her tall and elegant figure. Her swan-like fair collarbone was exceptionally sexy and enchanting. However, her beautiful face was serene and flawless. Her body was gentle and her steps were light, like that of a fairy.
"Beautiful woman, you live up to your reputation." It was the first time for many people to see Gu Yunxi. She was indeed as beautiful as the rumors said. Her beauty stunned many of the younger generation of the Dragon Clan. When she stood with the young dragon of the Dragon Clan, Long Mu, they looked like a perfect couple. Seeing this, Madame Long smiled warmly. She hoped that the two of them could be together.
Gu Yunxi of the Gu Clan was a good match for their Long Mu.
"Yunxi greets Madame." Gu Yunxi walked to Madame Long and bowed slightly. Her body was light and her movements were elegant and beautiful.
"Yunxi, I haven't seen you in a long time. Come sit beside me." Madame Long's voice was gentle. Everyone could tell that she liked Gu Yunxi very much.
Gu Yunxi didn't refuse. She walked to the seat next to Madame Long and sat down. She and Long Mu sat on each side. Her gaze landed on Long Ling 'er and she smiled. "Sister Ling' er, do you still recognize me?"
"Sister Yunxi, you underestimate me too much. You're such a beautiful woman. How can I not recognize you?" Long Ling 'er's voice was still playful.
"Ling 'er, when you grow up, you'll definitely be as beautiful as Madame. Naturally, you'll surpass me," Gu Yunxi said humbly.
Long Yan had been paying attention to Gu Yunxi since she appeared. Hearing her voice now, he couldn't help but have a strange expression. This voice was very familiar. He seemed to have heard it not long ago.
So it was her. No wonder she didn't give him face.
"Sister Ling 'er, I came in a hurry and didn't know what to prepare. Today, I walked around the Qingyun Street Guqin Workshop and bought a score. Coincidentally, you're a Musical Sorcerer, so I'll give it to you. Don't mind." Gu Yunxi took out the score and gave it to Long Ling 'er. "I like this score too, so I had someone make a copy. Sister Ling' er, you won't mind, right?"
"Of course not." Long Ling 'er shook her head.
"What score can make you like it too, Yunxi?" Madame Long asked, smiling.
"It's a hot-blooded song with a strong artistic conception. Listening to it, one can feel the elegance of the composer. Coincidentally, the name of the song is also Elegance. It's said that the composer created it himself. I wonder which master composed it," Gu Yunxi said, smiling.
"Since Yunxi likes it so much, it must be a great song. I'd like to show it to Mr. Feng if there's a chance," Madame Long said. "Speaking of music, Yunxi, you're also very good at it. Your music is like a poem or a painting. Very few people in your generation can compare to you."
"Not at all. Many people in the Long Family are good at musical sorcery. There are even talented Dragon Masters. How can I compare?"
"I know someone who's very good at music. He's about the same age as you, Sister Yunxi," Long Ling 'er said.
"What do you know at such a young age? Do you know if he's good at music? You underestimate Sister Yunxi, "Madame Long said, smiling.
"Really." Long Ling 'er glared at her mother.
"I believe you. Since Sister Ling 'er thinks highly of him, he must be very good," Gu Yunxi said.
"Yes, he promised to come today, but he's not here yet." Long Ling 'er pouted. "Liar, liar."
"Madame, someone else is here. He says he's looking for the young lady." Just then, the person from before returned.
"Quick, let him in." Long Ling 'er jumped up. "No, I'll go myself."
"Ling 'er." Madame Long stopped her. This girl. She was the birthday girl today. How could she leave so many guests?
Long Ling 'er was displeased, but Madame Long said, "Let him in."
"Yes, Madame." The person nodded and left.
Not long after, Ye Futian arrived. When he saw the situation, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
Seeing the beautiful woman beside Long Ling 'er, Ye Futian vaguely guessed who she was. How could he not know that he'd been tricked by her?
As expected, he'd been tricked.
How could he believe her?
Her parents wouldn't spend the New Year with her and wanted him to accompany her?
This girl deserved a beating. She was too good at pretending to be pitiful.
"Brother Futian, today is my 14th birthday. I was afraid that you wouldn't come, so …" The little girl looked at Ye Futian and said, "Brother Futian, you won't blame me, right?"
Ye Futian glared at her. What else could he say?
But it was her birthday today. He hadn't prepared anything.
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