Chapter 483: Xue Qinghe: What she wants... must belong to me

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has a great talent for composition, and this flute piece was played exceptionally well. It evoked a tender and graceful atmosphere, expressed your own yearning for affection, and perfectly captured the theme of youthful love, which is truly moving."

Qin Jian rattled off this string of words with extreme fluency, just like answering a reading comprehension question in his past life; the template was applied so comfortably.

"Little Brother Qin is still so good with words, but..."

Xue Qinghe was not annoyed, but merely smiled slightly: "But as I just said, this was composed specifically for Little Brother Qin and me. Are you not moved at all?"

"Should I be moved by something?"

Qin Jian wore a look of bewilderment: "I really can't relate to this..."

"Relate?"

Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes: "Then, what kind of 'relating' does Little Brother Qin want?"

Qin Jian said with a straight face: "If you were to compose 'The Butterfly Lovers' for me, I think I would gladly accept it."

This time it was Xue Qinghe's turn to look bewildered: "The Butterfly Lovers? What is that?"

"Come, come... Your Highness the Crown Prince, please sit. Let me tell you the story of The Butterfly Lovers properly."

Qin Jian pulled over a chair and placed it beside him.

There was no help for it; holding Ning Rongrong and talking to Xue Qinghe the whole time felt a little awkward.

Xue Qinghe blinked, and finally sat down beside Qin Jian.

Qin Jian began to tell the Douluo version of The Butterfly Lovers story...

This time, Tang Yuehua had some integrity; she did not wait for everyone to finish eating their melons before she began announcing the assessment results and giving the award speech.

Unfortunately, almost everyone was absent-minded...

Tang San even let something slip during his first-place acceptance speech: "Thank you, Teacher Yuehua, thank you Qin Jian... uh, cough cough... thank you Princess Xue Ke for your cooperation..."

"To summarize, this story is about a female Spirit Master disguised as a man who sneaks into an advanced academy that only accepts male students, and then falls in love with her roommate, only to have them hurt each other, right?"

After hearing Qin Jian's story, which was heavily laden with subtext, Xue Qinghe remained calm.

This made Qin Jian, who had been carefully observing his expression, feel very uncomfortable.

Why tell the story of The Butterfly Lovers specifically, if not to test Xue Qinghe's true gender?

As it turned out, this person was worthy of being a super undercover agent of twenty years; their facial expression management was peak.

"Yeah, I really hope it's like that with Your Highness the Crown Prince too," Qin Jian laughed.

Ning Rongrong quietly pricked up her ears.

"So, Little Brother Qin, you regret that you aren't a woman, is that it?"

Xue Qinghe revealed a wide smile: "It doesn't matter, I just like Little Brother Qin's current gender. If you were a woman, I wouldn't even like you!"

Qin Jian... froze.

"Brother Jian, you wish that His Highness the Crown Prince were a woman, don't you?" Ning Rongrong suddenly spoke up.

Qin Jian then took over the conversation: "Yeah, so many years have passed, and His Highness the Crown Prince still thinks of me constantly. I'm very touched, but I can't accept same-sex..."

"Oh? Why can't you accept it?"

Xue Qinghe was all smiles: "This is very normal among the royal family and the nobility."

Qin Jian shook his head and said earnestly: "I am not denying this phenomenon, I just personally cannot accept it for myself. As for others who like it, I will respect them."

"Sigh..."

Xue Qinghe sighed pretentiously: "My position as Crown Princess, and my future position as Empress, are both waiting for Little Brother Qin... do you really not want them?"

He looked at Qin Jian, his gaze calm, but deep within those pupils, there seemed to be undercurrents quietly surging: "Or are you saying you would rather be that Pope's consort?"

Qin Jian's heart stirred.

This sentence clearly revealed that he and the Pope were at odds.

It seems that even though the method of birth was changed, it still couldn't change the relationship between this pair of bitter mother and daughter (son).

So, his frankness at this moment, even playing the flute in public and wearing his heart on his sleeve, wasn't just the influence of the long-term Charm Spirit Skill from back then?

Was there also the factor of competing with his mother?

No, what is going on with you two, mother and daughter (son)? What does competing have to do with fighting over a man?

"Being a Pope's consort doesn't sound good either, but at least the target is a woman..."

Qin Jian looked at Xue Qinghe gloomily and said: "I really don't want to fence with a man..."

"Some things aren't up to whether you are willing or not..."

Xue Qinghe stood up, leaving behind this meaningful remark before turning to return to his seat.

He had already decided to intervene fully in this matter. Twenty years of undercover experience told him that as long as the intelligence was complete and the scheming was proper, there was nothing that couldn't be done.

Returning to his seat, Xue Qinghe looked back, his pupils deep: "Qin Jian, Million-Year Soul Beast, level 70, strength comparable to an 85th-level Spirit Douluo, once erupted abnormally to suppress Bibi Dong for 5 minutes, and beyond that, there is the passive suppression of the Sacrificial Power..."

"The trump cards are indeed numerous, but if one schemes with intent, it is not impossible to draw them all out..."

"It just so happens that according to Grandfather, Bibi Dong is currently immersed in love, and her thoughts are all restricted. Last time she schemed against our Elder Hall, this time it can be reversed..."

He quietly squeezed his... slender palm, as if he wanted to hold Qin Jian in the palm of his hand: "You are the first man I have ever liked, and you are the man she wants, so... you must belong to me!"

Having dealt with Na'er and sent Xue Qinghe away, finally, there was no one left to cause trouble, and the graduation performance could be considered a perfect conclusion.

Of course, it was perfect for the onlookers, but for those students who wanted to take the assessment seriously, it probably wasn't.

All the spotlight had been stolen by Qin Jian, and they really doubted what the point of the performance they had looked forward to for a year was...

"Qin Jian, long time no see."

Tang San walked over, the smile on his face unstoppable.

"I'm telling you, long time no see is long time no see, what's with that satisfied smile on your face?"

Qin Jian looked at him indifferently and said: "Are you really that happy to see me?"

"No, I'm just, um, today's melon is especially sweet. Really, I didn't expect the watermelons at Yuexuan to be this delicious," Tang San said with a straight face.

Qin Jian had black lines all over his head: "That's enough, you eat melons everywhere you go. Is the influence of that bastard Oscar really this big?"

"No, this is the true meaning of life."

Tang San patted his shoulder and exclaimed in admiration, "And it's not that I like to watch the drama, it's really that your noble character is so high, creating all sorts of iconic scenes that I can't help but watch, so you can't blame Oscar; the real culprit is you yourself."

"Do you even know how to make small talk?"

Qin Jian kicked out with one foot.

Tang San laughed out loud, dodged it, and waved his hand, saying, "It won't be long before the five-year appointment arrives, don't you all forget..."

"I haven't forgotten, otherwise I wouldn't have arrived at Heaven Dou City at this exact time..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Jian's mouth: "Also, Xiao Wu should be coming too, it's just Zhuqing, I don't know where she is now; she is the only one who doesn't know about our appointment."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong, who had been silent all along, suddenly had a strange expression appear on her face...

(End of this chapter)