She blushed and stammered, “W-wait for me to leave before you open it. Also, you have to look at it alone. No one else is allowed to see it.”
Without waiting for Li Ran to reply, she left in a panic.
Li Ran couldn’t help scratching his head.
“So mysterious?” He weighed the box and felt that it was as light as a feather. “Master did not write me a love letter, did she? No wonder she’s so shy, hehe.”
Li Ran took the box and returned to the study. He carefully opened the red ribbon and opened the lid of the gift box.
One could only see that there was a piece of pink cloth inside, with a delicate texture, even smoother than silk.
“What is this…?”
He took out the cloth and instantly turned to stone.
It was a pink dudou!
There were several hollowed-out places on the surface. The cloth was pitifully thin, and it also emitted a faint fragrance.
Moreover, the fragrance was very familiar.
Li Ran gulped. “Why did Master give me such a thing?”
This was too shameful!
At that moment, he discovered that there was a note in the box.
He took it out and took a look. His eyes widened.
“F*ck!”
The note said:
[Disloyal disciple, I know what you like, but forgive Master for not being able to comply…This dudou has been worn for five days and you can witness it with your eyes… Happy Frost Origin Festival.
Also, please don’t do anything strange to it.]
Li Ran looked at the note and then at the undergarment. His brain was about to shut down.
The New Year’s gift from his master was her own dudou?!
No wonder she did not let him open it!
Ah, this…
Li Ran looked at the crooked handwriting on the note. He could imagine how nervous Leng Wuyan was when she wrote.
“No wonder this fragrance is so familiar. So it’s Master’s body fragrance…”
Li Ran went to smell it like a crazy man.
The image of his Master wearing it with shyness appeared in his mind.
Oh no, my nose is bleeding…
“The one who truly understands me is Master!”
Li Ran wiped the blood from his nose and made a vow to the heavens and earth. “One day, I will make Master wear it for me!”
When he recalled his master’s cold face, he couldn’t help feeling a surge of emotions.
“Such a good New Year!”
“I should go perform in the Frost Origin Festival tonight…”
Li Ran thought about it and made a decision.
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The sky had already darkened.
The lanterns of Mount Xuanling were lit.
The palace was bustling with noise and excitement.
Several disciples sat cross-legged in front of the high platform with various spiritual teas and fruits placed beside them.
Leng Wuyan was seated at the top of the first row, with the elders of the other peaks beside her.
Everyone was waiting for the start of the performance.
The elders all had smiles on their faces. This was one of the few pleasures in their boring cultivation days.
Elder Sun said with a smile, “Sect Master, the Frost Origin Festival was organized by Elder Yang from Sixth Peak. It’s said that the festival is very good. I’m looking forward to it.”
“Yes, I’m also looking forward to it.” Leng Wuyan nodded.
However, she wasn’t looking forward to the show. She was looking forward to her date with Li Ran.
As the sect master, she had to attend this kind of sect event. Then she would slip away when the performance was nearing the end.
Dong!
Accompanied by the melodious sound of the bell, the scene fell silent.