"Tsk..." Zhu Pingniang couldn’t help but click her tongue when she saw Ah Qing slowly walk onto the stage.
This girl... truly has a beautiful appearance.
Strange.
Why hadn’t she noticed Ah Qing’s beauty and potential before?
Oh.
Glancing at Wen Li, Zhu Pingniang felt it might not be a big deal; after all, Wen Li was so stunning, and her impression of Wen Li was that of a tomboy without any femininity.
So, her own judgnt wasn’t important... Now, Ah Bai’s focused gaze was what mattered.
"A good child." Li Zhibai didn’t hold back her praise. In her eyes, Ah Qing was very gifted. Even without any cultivation, just standing there... she surprisingly had a sense of unity with heaven and man, blending with the atmosphere. It was wonderfully mysterious, yet it allowed her charm to be better captured.
"..." Miss Lu.
As the woman who considered herself the most sensual in attendance, Miss Lu maintained her reputation well.
She... was sowhat dazed.
The woman on stage—is that Ah Qing?
Hmm?
Is it really Ah Qing...
Truly Ah Qing?
Her mind was in chaos, her scant rationality similar to Yun Qian’s was overwheld by beauty.
On stage, the woman nad Ah Qing had an elegance inadvertently displayed between her brows. The long dress, half-revealed in the firelight, seed to spread an ethereal aura. Calm and unassuming, yet her face was as exquisite as a flower, sketching a field of ’enchantnt’ around her.
She was clearly so elegant and clear, yet unexpectedly exuded a bit of allure, captivating the soul.
That kind of temperant wasn’t crafted by physique or clothing but instead emitted a deeper resonance, as if from her very bones.
At that mont, Miss Lu was thoroughly convinced that the ’inner charm’ label given to Ah Qing by the Flower Moon Building was remarkably fitting.
This girl...
Miss Lu discreetly swallowed.
Incredible.
Below the stage, Huang’Er sat there dazed, her legs unable to move, with only the image of Ms. Qing reflected in her eyes. Upon seeing Ah Qing, nothing else could fit in her sight.
Her world suddenly appeared bright as day, all sounds vanished, with only Ah Qing quietly standing there, as if in a dream.
"So beautiful..." Huang’Er muttered, clutching her chest as her heart pounded fiercely, a fine layer of sweat forming on her white neck.
So in love.
So in love with this Ms. Qing.
At this mont, regardless of who it was, even the girls usually afraid of the half-demon found themselves in a long daze staring at Ah Qing. Even the delicate longsword in Ah Qing’s hand was remarkably eye-catching.
How could this be a half-demon? She clearly appeared more mature and gained an ethereal quality; people would believe she was a celestial being descending to earth, where was the trace of demon?
But the key was, Ah Qing’s current gentle temperant was beyond comprehension.
She was originally an upright fairy, yet unexpectedly there was a touch of flirtatious softness. Her smile, poised to be as clear as a water drop, was complented by unrestrained elegance.
No one had ever seen this side of Ah Qing.
Even Xu Chang’an... couldn’t help but be stunned.
Confidence?
Was this Ah Qing the sa Miss Aqing he’d known before?
Recalling the half-demon girl lost in thought in the rain, holding an umbrella and being pulled along by Huang’Er... Xu Chang’an looked again at the girl pausing on stage, his blinking rate subtly increased.
Should we say, are won naturally this changeable?
He couldn’t recognize her at all.
’Still quite beautiful.’
This was Xu Chang’an’s earnest evaluation.
’Her makeup skills seem quite good.’
This was Xu Chang’an’s second remark.
And...
If Ah Qing’s face and style could change so much with makeup and dressing up, does this an if Miss Yun were to learn her thods, it could bring a surprise like this to himself...
Glancing at his own Miss Yun, Xu Chang’an inwardly clicked his tongue.
No need.
Miss Yun is already quite beautiful, so no need for dress-up.
Yet...
He felt a slight temptation.
...
Amidst the brilliance, Ah Qing held her sword in front and slowly walked up to Miss Qin.
And in front of her, the piano girl was kneeling on the ground, pressing her fingers on the strings, dissipating the echoes, then looked up and t Ah Qing’s eyes.
The girl with the sword and the girl playing the zither.
This scene was quite beautiful, like the light of the bright moon and the stars, the most harmonious pair, the most beautiful scenery.
The light casts over Ah Qing’s long dress, absorbing the radiance yet reflecting a bit of coolness.
Every action ran smoothly and seamlessly. Suddenly, the lights of the Flower Moon Building dimd, the huge stage was covered by red cloth, and the lighting gathered on the stage.
The curtain was set before the sea of flowers, and a gentle breeze created pleasant ripples. As the curtain opened, through the interplay of light and shadow, the silhouettes of two girls appeared in the center of the stage.
Two girls, two zithers—such a simple arrangent but it captivated everyone present.
"...Such a match."
At that mont, soone said this, like a stone tossed into a deep pond, quickly spreading.
Such a match.
Indeed, a good match.
The won here assud they’d grown tired of romance novels, yet when such a stunningly fantastic, dream-like scene appeared before their eyes, they were still astounded.
"...Tch." Huang’Er gritted her teeth with jealousy, but even she had to admit, the Ah Qing and Miss Qin on stage truly made a perfect pair.
Unlike her.
Huang’Er could be sure, if she were the one on stage... she would undoubtedly be overshadowed by Ms. Qing’s radiance.
She would rely seem like a maid, not an equal presence.
But she was unwilling.
At least, she was unwilling towards Miss Qin, because... there is still Miss Yun!
Miss Yun and Ms. Qing together was also quite fitting. If Yun Qian were on stage now, the impression would certainly not be emotional compatibility but that of a guard and a young lady.
Yun Qian was certainly the young lady.
Yes, although Yun Qian had nothing to do with Huang’Er, she was just unwilling.
On stage, Ah Qing placed her sword beside the guqin and, bowing slightly to Miss Qin, said, "Thank you for your effort, Miss Qin."
This scene again slightly stirred the won below, simple as the exchange was, it unexpectedly... felt like a pair.
Unsurprisingly, many in the Flower Moon Building would beco fans of this sword heart and zither heart duo.
"No need to be so polite, little sister." Hearing this brought Miss Qin suddenly awake. She looked closely at Ah Qing’s glowing eyes under the lights and, for a mont, blushed down to her snowy neck, stamring, unsure of what to say, without a hint of her usual calm deanor.
Panic.
She was really panicking now.
But the countless gazes below let Miss Qin know that under no circumstances could she rush to embrace Ah Qing... even though she truly wanted to now.
No worries...
There will be opportunities later.
—
Below the stage.
Shi Qingjun listened to the excited whispers of the awed girls, slowly looking out the window at the continuous rain. Though the sky was dark, it was transparently clear, thus not an inner realm, nor a heart demon.
What she saw and heard was the most genuine reality.
"Is this girl... Ah Qing?" Shi Qingjun asked suddenly.
"Yes, Sister Shi, she is Ah Qing," the girl beside her said with adoration, "Oh, I...I think I’ve fallen in love with her."
Shi Qingjun: "..."
The girl’s three thousand strands of blue hair were casually tied with a pale green ribbon, cascading like a waterfall down her slender waist. The gentle breeze swayed the hair, reflecting a beauty akin to a banished immortal descending to earth.
With hair as black as ink, standing tall as jade, fluid and beautiful, her tightly cinched waist showcased her slender and exquisite figure.
Her slightly upturned face was exquisitely transparent, her skin like beautiful porcelain and lips cherry blossom red. The serenity in her gentle eyes seed ready to lt all the girls of the Flower Moon Building as she quietly stood there.
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