The moonlight shone faintly upon her, and the shadows of the flowers swayed gently beneath the eaves.
The girl, ethereal as a cloud, quietly gazed at him, her eyes a tumultuous sea of emotions, but ultimately, they settled into a calm resolve.
In a soft voice, she asked, "You... you like me too, don't you?"
Light danced in her sparkling eyes, like ripples on tranquil water.
Hovering mid-air, Liu Ruoxue slightly narrowed her eyes and unconsciously rested her hand on her sword hilt upon hearing their conversation.
For some reason, after hearing Yun's confession, a surge of murderous intent welled up inside her heart.
Upon realizing this, Liu Ruoxue herself found it somewhat incredible.
'No, it is not because she confessed to him that I feel this urge to kill...'
'Rather, it is possible that she will see his true identity, and that is why I am reacting this way.'
Liu Ruoxue shook her head slightly, and her tumultuous emotions settled down as well.