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Qi Xuansu stepped forward. “Tantai.”
“What happened to the ‘Miss?’” Zhang Yuelu asked.
Qi Xuansu rarely took the initiative. “I suddenly feel a bit estranged calling you ‘Miss Tantai.’ Why don’t I address you by your courtesy name?”
Zhang Yuelu thought about it before saying, “You know, my original name wasn’t Zhang Yuelu. It could have been Zhang Yuexin, Zhang Xinyue, or Tantai Chu. So my courtesy name has nothing to do with the name Zhang Yuelu. When I came of age, my father gave me a courtesy name based on the name Zhang Xinyue, which came from Sage Danyang’s poem, A Glimpse of Penglai. Have you read it?”
“Sage Danyang.” Qi Xuansu tried hard to recall the lessons at Wanxiang Daoist Palace. In terms of poems, Sage Danyang, Sage Changchun, and Elder Lu were mediocre compared with the other poet masters. However, since they were the founders of the Daoist Order, they had the advantage of having their works taught at the Wanxiang Daoist Palace. Thus, Qi Xuansu should have some impression of that poem.
Zhang Yuelu did not remind him and merely twirled her fingers around a strand of black hair in front of her chest. At this time, Qi Xuansu’s good memory...
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