Long Huan fell to the ground, trembling slightly. It wasn't because he was heavily injured. Ye Futian couldn't injure him so badly in the Dragon Clan.
But if he had a choice, he'd rather be heavily injured than what had happened today.
He'd lost all his face today.
He'd mocked Ye Futian's music as unorthodox and wanted to teach Ye Futian. But he'd been tortured. Ye Futian had played casually and crushed him.
He'd wanted to compete in martial arts. He'd ended up worse.
Martial arts? You don't deserve it. Those words were like a heavy slap to his face.
He was a descendant of the West Mountain Dragon Clan, a Dragon Master. But he'd been humiliated in front of a musical attendant.
At the banquet, everyone's eyes were on the two people in front of them. Their emotions fluctuated violently and they found it hard to calm down.
Musical attendant? Unorthodox?
Now, who dared to doubt that Ye Futian had helped Long Ling 'er?
Even Long Ling 'er herself hadn't expected it. She'd only heard Ye Futian play a few songs. He'd taught her the Dragon Technique. His music was exquisite but she hadn't expected him to be this good.
"Brother Futian," Long Ling 'er called quietly. She blamed herself. Ye Futian was so outstanding but she'd caught him to be a musical attendant. He'd even been targeted and humiliated by the Dragon Clan. She felt very guilty. It was all because of her stubbornness.
Ye Futian turned to Madame Long. He bowed slightly. "Madame, I'm only here to return the Celestial Pavilion token. Seeing that it's Ling 'er's birthday, I stayed. I didn't want to be humiliated so I had to prove myself. If I offended you in any way, please forgive me."
"It's my fault for not teaching my juniors well." Madame Long looked at the handsome figure before her. She couldn't find any fault with Ye Futian's words. Long Huan had been humiliated for nothing. He'd asked for it. It was good to teach him a lesson.
"Thank you for your understanding." Ye Futian bowed. "I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye."
"Ling 'er, I'm leaving now. I'll move out of the Celestial Pavilion tomorrow. We'll meet again in the future. This has nothing to do with you. Don't let it affect your mood." Ye Futian smiled at Long Ling' er.
When Long Ling 'er heard that Ye Futian wanted to move out of the Celestial Pavilion, she recalled that someone had asked him to hand over the Celestial Pavilion. Naturally, she felt that Ye Futian had been wronged. Her eyes were slightly red. Looking at the crowd, she said, "Anyway, you did not mean it. If that's the case, then forget about your birthday. You don't have to pretend anymore.
With that, she walked out of her seat and jogged to his side. She pulled his arm and said, "Big Brother Futian, aren't you going to accompany Ling 'er?"
Ye Futian looked at her watery eyes and felt a headache coming on. Although he knew that this girl was good at acting, the look in her eyes when she acted cute and pitiful was really …
The people of the Dragon Clan were also stunned when they saw this. It seemed that the relationship between the little princess of the Dragon Clan and Ye Futian was better than they had imagined.
Ye Futian looked up at Madame Long. Madame Long smiled and nodded. Ye Futian smiled bitterly. He had just beaten up someone from the Dragon Clan. Was this really okay?
"Then I'll stay with you for a while," Ye Futian said, rubbing Long Ling 'er's head.
"Okay." Long Ling 'er's eyes lit up. She looked up at Ye Futian and giggled. She was very silly and innocent.
Long Ling 'er pulled Ye Futian away, not bothering with the Dragon Clan anymore. Madame Long looked at everyone and said indifferently, "Are you satisfied now?"
Everyone lowered their heads. With Madame Long's shrewdness, she naturally knew what they were thinking.
This time, she had wanted to use Ye Futian to target Long Ling 'er for the Celestial Gift Pavilion. But Long Huan had lost so badly and been humiliated.
"If you still have this attitude in the future, then don't waste time coming here. Go back. Pretend what happened before never happened. Don't mention it or make trouble for him," Madame Long said. Long Huan had already stood up. Madame Long had told them not to mention it, but at least many people in the Dragon Clan would know. He had lost all his face.
Everyone stood up and bowed to leave. Soon, the banquet was over. Madame Long looked at Long Ling 'er and shook her head with a bitter smile. "This girl. Mu' er, stay with Yunxi. You young people have things to say."
"Okay." Long Mu nodded.
"I'll go see Mr. Feng." Madame Long left with a smile. Clearly, she wanted to create a chance for Long Mu and Gu Yunxi.
Long Mu and Gu Yunxi could see it too. Gu Yunxi smiled and said to Long Mu, "What do you think of him?"
Clearly, she was asking Ye Futian.
"Music is your forte. The artistic conception is not bad. You must be very skilled in that. As for martial arts, I can't tell from a simple fight. Long Huan is not bad, but he's not the best in the Long Family. However, he must have something special to be able to suppress Long Huan," Long Mu said.
"Yes." Gu Yunxi nodded lightly. She recalled Ye Futian's magnificence when he played the guqin. Three pieces in a row. How graceful. Did he really create all of these?
…
Long Ling 'er pulled Ye Futian back to her courtyard. Ye Futian asked, "Ling' er, who was the girl beside your mother just now?"
Long Ling 'er was stunned. Then she glared at Ye Futian. "Are you thinking about Sister Yunxi because she's pretty?"
"Why are you thinking so much?" Ye Futian knocked her head. "Didn't you say that the piece she gave you was the one I'm auctioning? That's why I'm curious."
"If that's the case, then you two are fated. However, you're thinking about other beauties when there's a beauty standing in front of you. That's too much." Long Ling 'er's fierce look was quite cute. Ye Futian was speechless.
"I admit that she's a beauty. As for you, wait a few years," Ye Futian said, smiling.
"I knew you didn't have any good intentions," Long Ling 'er said. "Sister Yunxi is the daughter of the Gu Clan and a famous beauty in the Divine Sky City. She also cultivates in the Starry School and likes guqin. When my uncle was here, the two families wanted to matchmake Sister Yunxi and my brother, but they didn't mention it anymore."
"I understand." Ye Futian nodded.
"You don't really have feelings for her, do you?" the girl asked warily.
"Why are you so nosy?" Ye Futian was speechless.
"No, I'm jealous." The girl pouted. "The piece you gave her is better than the gift you gave me."
"I …" Ye Futian looked at Long Ling 'er. "Does it count if she auctioned it?"
This was illogical.
"I don't care. You have to give me something better than her," the girl said, tugging on Ye Futian's arm.
Ye Futian slapped his head. His head hurt.
He shouldn't have agreed to stay.
"Then it should at least be something similar." Long Ling 'er shook Ye Futian's arm and said, "Brother Futian, you can't value a lover over a sister."
"Brother Futian, can you be my brother in the future? Don't leave without coming to see me," Long Ling 'er said. Only then did Ye Futian vaguely understand what this girl was thinking. She was afraid that he would just leave, so she was deliberately clinging to him.
Seeing Long Ling 'er's beautiful eyes looking at him innocently, Ye Futian's heart softened. He said, "Okay, then I'll give you a piece of music. Other than your parents, don't tell anyone else that it's from me."
"Okay." Long Ling 'er nodded.
The gemstone ring on his hand lit up and a copy of the music appeared in Ye Futian's hand. He handed it to Long Ling 'er and said, "Learn it well. Understand as much as you can. Don't force it."
"Okay." Long Ling 'er hugged the music in her arms and giggled. Looking at Ye Futian, she said, "I knew that Brother Futian still loves me the most."
"You're poisonous too," Ye Futian muttered.
Ye Futian muttered to himself. He had actually been defeated by a little girl.
"Who else?" Long Ling 'er asked playfully.
"Your sister-in-law," Ye Futian said.
"She must be very beautiful," Long Ling 'er said.
"Of course, the most beautiful woman in the world. Don't you know whose wife she is?" Ye Futian said proudly.
Long Ling 'er giggled. "Brother Futian, you're so narcissistic."
"This is called confidence." Ye Futian rubbed Long Ling 'er's head. "Okay, I've given you the gift. I'm going back. Spend some time with your mother."
"Okay, then this …" Ling 'er took the Celestial Pavilion token.
"Take it." Ye Futian smiled and turned to leave. Long Ling 'er looked at Ye Futian's back reluctantly and called out, "Brother Futian, I'll come find you tomorrow."
"You're so annoying," Ye Futian said.
"You're so annoying." Long Ling 'er smiled brightly.
Not long after Ye Futian walked out of the West Court, a girl blocked his way. She bowed and said, "Mr. Ye."
"You are?" Ye Futian asked.
"My mistress said that your song is worth more than what you've received. She has a private house in the Divine Sky City and wants to compensate you," the girl said. She looked in another direction. Ye Futian looked in that direction and saw an extremely beautiful woman standing quietly in the distance. She smiled and nodded at him.
Is she afraid that she won't have a place to stay? Ye Futian thought. Then he smiled and shook his head. "Please thank your mistress for me. However, although the song is worth more than that, it'll be even more precious to someone who understands its value."
With that, Ye Futian walked away. He didn't accept her gift.
…
After Ye Futian left the West Court, Long Ling 'er took out the score and started playing. However, she realized that the song was very difficult. She played it many times but still couldn't learn it.
When Madame Long arrived, she saw that Long Ling 'er was immersed in it. She didn't disturb her and just watched quietly. Elder Feng was also beside her.
"What song is Ling 'er playing?" Madame Long asked. "It seems very difficult. She's already learned it many times. Is her comprehension too bad?"
"I don't know. Ling 'er's comprehension is definitely not bad." The elder shook his head and listened quietly.
As Long Ling 'er gradually got used to it, she could already play a part intermittently. The elder's expression became serious.
"What's wrong?" Madame Long asked.
"Listen carefully." The elder closed his eyes. Long Ling 'er kept trying. Her smile was peaceful as she immersed herself in it.
Just then, the elder flashed and came before Long Ling 'er. Madame Long followed with a strange expression.
Long Ling 'er looked up and called out in confusion, "Grandpa Feng, Mom."
"Ling 'er, what song is this?" the elder asked.
"I don't know." Long Ling 'er shook her head.
"Can I see it?" the elder asked. Long Ling 'er hesitated.
"Ling 'er," Madame Long called. What's wrong with this girl?
"Grandpa Feng, you have to give it back to me after you see it," Long Ling 'er said. The elder nodded and took the score. His expression became more and more serious. He even couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Mr. Feng." Madame Long was shocked. "Is this song special?" she asked.
"Madame." The elder put down the score and looked at Madame Long. "If I'm not wrong, this is probably one of the top ten songs in the Divine Prefecture, Ukiyo!"
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