The moment the doors swung completely open, amidst the clear, resonant chime echoing from the depths of Tianji Pavilion, Ye Fan felt his palm gripped tightly by four hands at once. Su Qingxue gently pinched the back of his hand with her crimson-painted nail, a chuckle carrying the scent of rouge drifting into his ear first: "What is my big brother daydreaming about? Could it be that this room full of treasures has stolen your soul?"
He lowered his head, running straight into four pairs of eyes, each filled with its own meaning.
The frost at the corners of Lin Zhaoyue's eyes was so faint it was almost invisible, and her fingertips absentmindedly stroked the hilt of the Frost Flower Sword as if urging him to hurry. Chǔ Hóngzhuāng's Golden Silkworm Gu suddenly fluttered its wings amidst her hair, and the strings of silver bells danced merrily around her wrist, making her clearly more impatient than he was. Qín Wǎnshuāng's thumb was still pressing against the webbing of his hand, and the imperial jade token in her sleeve emitted a warm glow, as if infusing him with confidence.
Chapter 204