The night was late and quiet, the candlelight flickering.
Ye Liyuan, having just shared a tender, loving moment with Pei Yuhang, was curled up in his arms. Her black hair spilled over his arm as she looked up at him. Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered with moisture, yet held a touch of resolve.
"Ah Han, I'm preparing to go into seclusion."
Pei Yuhang was taken aback, a little surprised. His long fingers gently brushed away the light sheen of sweat on his Dao Companion's shoulder as he whispered,
"Liyuan, you're going into seclusion tomorrow? Didn't we agree to visit Senior Sister?"
Ye Liyuan shook her head gently in Pei Yuhang's embrace. She bit her lower lip, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath her eyes.
"Ah Han, I want to be able to help you sooner. Only by catching up to your cultivation level will I be able to stop hiding under your wing like I always do."
