Looking at Brigitte, who still looked worried, she suggested, "Brigitte, how about we call it off for today? Both of you can calm down. Tell him your thoughts when you're ready."
"Yes, that's fine too."
Brigitte also felt it was more appropriate; they should both have some time to cool off.
"Sister Biji, can I sleep with you?" Dongfang Yao leaned closer, her face full of anticipation. "I want to talk to you a little longer."
"Okay," Brigitte smiled gently, "I'd also like to learn more about Yao'er."
That night, their relationship became even closer.
...
The next day, early morning.
As is customary, Dongfang Jing is to prepare breakfast for everyone.
They were then tasked with training these beautiful young women, gradually cultivating their combat awareness and increasing their experience in fighting opponents.
As for Dongfang Jing himself, he has already reached the pinnacle in every aspect.
His primary goal right now is to cultivate his soul power.
Inside the room, Dongfang Jing slowly emerged from his meditative state and sighed softly.
The dark circles under his eyes were visibly thick.
What he experienced yesterday prevented him from focusing on his cultivation all night, leaving his mind in turmoil.
I can't concentrate on meditation, and I can't fall asleep.
He knew his condition was extremely poor, so he had not yet taken the 'Wangchuanqiushui Dew'; he would take it when he felt better.
The mention of the immortal herb reminded Dongfang Jing of the Love-Sickness-Breaking Red.
He hadn't expected that Yao'er and Qiu'er, who were destined to be chosen, would not be picked by Xiao Wu and Bi Ji.
Yao'er is still so young, in her adolescence, yet her feelings for someone are so strong, she even dared to pluck the Love-Sickness Red Flower. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Dongfang Jing felt that as her older brother, he should give her her own private space.
Asking children this age directly might elicit an overreaction.
Although Dongfang Jing felt that his younger sister was already quite mature.
However, it's best to avoid interfering in matters of love and romance.
But who exactly is this bastard who unknowingly stole his little darling?
Dongfang Jing silently clenched his fist.
'She's probably not a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but I've had contact with her...'
'Could it be Xue Qinghe?!'
Although Dongfang Yao said that Xue Qinghe was annoying and troublesome in this way and that way.
But what if this is just a girl being shy?
Dongfang Jing's heart skipped a beat.
That won't do!
The crown prince's true identity is that of a woman!
"Not necessarily. Yao'er is very smart; I believe she won't be fooled by other men's sweet talk."
But besides Xue Qinghe, there were other men who had frequent contact with her...
'Besides me, I've never heard her mention anyone else's name...'
Dongfang Jing's heart skipped a beat again.
Could it be me?
Upon considering this possibility, Dongfang Jing straightened his back.
Looking back now, I realize that I was indeed a bit too affectionate with my younger sister.
The girl was going through a sensitive period, and in addition, she and her brother had been separated for several years, and she hadn't received any sex education from her for a long time.
What if, over time, she misunderstands her feelings for her brother and thinks that these feelings are romantic love?
The more Dongfang Jing thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
This explains why Dongfang Yao was able to remove the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red!
He decided to find an opportunity to probe his sister's thoughts later.
Although he was an orphan adopted by the Dongfang family, the two were not related by blood.
Theoretically speaking, there shouldn't be any problem.
But from an ethical standpoint, there are problems.
However, Dongfang Jing then thought of Biji.
He himself harbored ill intentions towards his respected master, so why should he care about these other things?
"Forget it, let's just take it one step at a time."
As for Wang Qiu'er, well...
Dongfang Jing already had a glimmer of hope in his mind.
If there's still some suspense surrounding Dongfang Yao, then there's absolutely no suspense surrounding Wang Qiu'er.
Because she was previously in the form of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, she didn't even really understand what love was.
It was Dongfang Jing himself who told her stories about the human world every night, word by word, helping her to understand more and more.
The answer is already quite obvious.
Dongfang Jing pinched the bridge of his nose, looking somewhat troubled.
He suddenly realized that the relationships in their circle were a bit messy.
You like me, I like him, and he likes you...
If not handled properly, it could escalate into a major conflict.
Dongfang Jing decided that he would find a suitable opportunity to have a good talk with Wang Qiu'er after she returned from the Star Dou Great Forest.
...
The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the long table in the villa's dining room.
The table was laden with exquisite and nutritious breakfasts, all carefully covered with insulated lids, clearly the work of Dongfang Jing.
The girls were already used to being fed like this, and one by one they sat down sleepily, but the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen.
Where is Brother Jing?
Ning Rongrong looked back and forth between the kitchen and the living room, but couldn't find anyone.
However, in the kitchen cabinet where dishes and chopsticks are kept, a set of dishes and chopsticks that had just been washed was found.
Ah Yin came over with a pot of hot milk and explained with a smile, "Ah Jing has already eaten and is cultivating in his room. He said that after you finish breakfast, we will meet in the garden to absorb the immortal herbs we obtained yesterday."
"Oh, I see."
Ning Rongrong took a bite of the Vienna sausage and mumbled, "I was wondering why the captain wasn't eating with us anymore."
Upon hearing that they were going to absorb the magic herb, the girls inevitably became excited and chewed even faster.
Only Brigitte felt a pang of disappointment.
She gently stirred the oatmeal porridge in the bowl with a spoon, but couldn't eat a single bite.
'As expected, my disciple is avoiding me...'
She didn't come to wash and massage my feet in the evening, nor did she greet me early in the morning to make her presence known, as she usually does.
Why didn't you come today? Do you hate me?
Dongfang Yao, who was standing nearby, saw what she was thinking and leaned over to comfort her in a low voice, "Brother must have encountered a bottleneck, which is why he is making the most of every minute to cultivate! Sister, don't overthink it."
Brigitte managed a weak smile and nodded slightly.
Sigh, I hope so...
...
After the girls had eaten and drunk their fill and digested their food in the living room, they went to the small garden outside the villa in twos and threes.
The scenery here is delightful, with soft, fluffy grass and a wonderfully refreshing fragrance of flowers carried on the breeze.
Dongfang Jing was the last to arrive.
He spotted Ah Yin and Xue Di waiting there at a glance, so he went up to them and greeted them with a good morning.
Finally, his gaze fell on Brigitte.
He took a deep breath and respectfully performed a standard disciple's salute.
"Good morning, Master."
"Hmm, good morning..."
Brigitte responded instinctively, as if she wanted to say something more.
But Dongfang Jing had already turned around and walked towards the girls sitting cross-legged on the grass.
She could only swallow the rest of her words.
However, Brigitte felt a little more at ease.
Fortunately, my disciple didn't ignore me.
It's just a feeling...
His tone of voice was no longer as approachable as before.
It felt like we were back in the beginning, when he was first taken as a disciple.
"That won't do! That would be too formal!"
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