What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 370

Hong Luan walked away, her red robe billowing behind her, her silhouette breathtakingly beautiful, leaving people mesmerized.

Ye Yu still couldn't accept it.

The person who had just held his hand was Hong Luan.

Those gentle eyes were simply irresistible.

Did the wine-drunk temptress have such a powerful aftertaste?

Bai Miaoling felt even more wronged in her heart.

From the look in Ye Yu's eyes, she could tell what mattered most.

A bitter emotion spread through her chest.

She immediately turned away.

With a ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ muffled voice, she muttered, "If you really like her, then go find her!"

Seeing Bai Miaoling still sulking with jealousy,

Ye Yu couldn't help but find it incredibly amusing.

"Come on, you’re jealous of her? Do you even know who she is?"

"Who else could it be? Your new Dao companion."

"And I can tell, she wants to make herself the dominant one and put me in a lesser position.

If that’s really the case, then I..."

At this point,

Bai Miaoling suddenly found herself unable to continue.

She had intended to leave with some harsh words, acting out of anger.

But she couldn't bring herself to say them.

There was no denying it.

Bai Miaoling loved Ye Yu deeply.

In the dream world, when she learned that Ye Yu had died in the Heavenly Realm,

She went mad and treated all the immortals in the Heavenly Realm as enemies.

She hunted them down one by one.

It could be said,

That when Bai Miaoling loved Ye Yu to the core,

She couldn’t even speak harsh words, afraid that if Ye Yu got angry, he would reject her.

That would hurt her more than death.

"Stop with the nonsense, okay? She’s Hong Luan, my Master.

The two of us are clean and pure, so stop making wild accusations!"

Ye Yu raised his hand to adjust the hairpin on Bai Miaoling’s head.

His gaze softened.

Bai Miaoling suddenly turned around and asked seriously, "Is that true?"

Ye Yu nodded.

Bai Miaoling’s face just began to show a trace of a smile,

But it instantly disappeared again.

"No, that can’t be it. It’s definitely more than just the relationship between a Master and disciple.

When she looked at you just now, there was light in her eyes."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu couldn’t help but feel both amused and helpless.

Light?

What light?

But honestly, his left palm still carried some lingering warmth.

Seeing Ye Yu lost in thought,

Bai Miaoling snorted again and started walking down the mountain.

Meanwhile,

Hong Luan returned to her bamboo house.

Her mind was still unsettled.

The scenes from earlier kept replaying in her head.

That brief moment of eye contact had really made her heart race.

Hong Luan, Hong Luan, are you really that tipsy?

Already starting to think about Dao companions?

Don’t forget,

That’s your disciple!

When has a Master ever sought a Dao companion from their disciple?

Hong Luan shook her head repeatedly.

Then she grabbed her wine gourd and took another few large gulps.

But after drinking, the impulse didn’t subside—it only grew stronger.

Her face turned scarlet as she sat cross-legged, closing her eyes slightly,

Trying to calm her racing thoughts.

But it seemed like a devil’s whisper echoed in her ears.

What are you afraid of?

Did you forget how that woman asked Ye Yu if he had any feelings for you?

And his sudden silence?

Stop lying to yourself.

Face your heart.

Ye Yu must like you too.

Master and disciple, they’re truly a match made in heaven.

Don’t even mention the world—on the Central Continent alone, there are several examples of this.

And,

With both of your strengths, if you were really together,

In this vast world, who would dare to oppose you?

Hong Luan gritted her teeth, her defenses slowly crumbling.