Facing outsiders, this Miss Liu is strong, brave, and emits a faint glow.
Facing herself, she is always so weak.
"Want to co and sit?" Yun Qian stretched lazily.
"Sis, Sister, Qingluo... maybe not." Liu Qingluo was completely out of it, sowhat dazed, she just acted subconsciously, following her own thoughts and rejected Yun Qian’s suggestion.
"I said, this is a dream." Yun Qian didn’t insist, she slightly tightened the knot of the towel at her chest, then said, "Do you like my husband? I an... the way a woman likes a man."
This was the first ti Yun Qian straightforwardly asked such a question to a woman.
Thus, Liu Qingluo was completely stunned.
Yun Qian wasn’t in a hurry; she just quietly watched her.
After a while, Liu Qingluo’s mind slowly returned, only this ti... so thoughtful murmurs appeared in her mind, this strange sense of vagueness, indeed felt like a dream.
If this is a dream, then... the question Yun Qian asked is the deepest thing hidden in her heart.
Was it because she saw the young lady during the day and was treated gently by her that she started to doubt her own feelings? Doubting that such a despicable self shouldn’t like Ms. Yun’s husband.
Did her feelings waver?
"No." Liu Qingluo’s determination froze solid, she seriously lifted her head.
She did not waver.
Just liked, without reaching out to touch.
"To answer Ms. Yun, I do like the gentleman, the way a woman likes a man." Liu Qingluo said, biting her lip, with her teeth stained with a touch of blood.
To Liu Qingluo at this mont, being pulled into a dream by the young lady, asked such a nightmare-like question, is questioning her true heart.
But Mother said, liking soone isn’t wrong, she will restrain herself well.
"Is that so?" Yun Qian pressed her finger to the corner of her eye, looking at Liu Qingluo’s eye corner: "This ti you finally admitted it."
"Because it’s a dream." Liu Qingluo had never doubted Yun Qian’s words from the beginning.
"You are really like him." Yun Qian nodded, liking this girl even more. She, under Liu Qingluo’s trembling gaze, softly said: "If you were asked to be a concubine, would you be willing?"
"Not willing." Liu Qingluo responded faster this ti, showing not even a trace of hesitation.
Liu Qingluo increasingly felt this was a nightmare.
But a nightmare absolutely can’t shake her mind.
Her feelings for Xu Chang’an could not be shaken.
She just purely admired him without possession, and this too could not be shaken.
Liu Qingluo found herself strange at this mont, as she never had thoughts of being a concubine to the gentleman, the nightmare’s question... seed off, as if a Heart Demon written in novels, but one that hasn’t done its howork.
Yun Qian’s mind surfaced with books Xu Chang’an had copied, asked: "Don’t want to call sister?"
"Ms. Yun is a good person." Liu Qingluo thought she could already address Yun Qian in this manner.
"Is it because you worked as an Artiste-Courtesan in the brothel?" Yun Qian asked.
"It has nothing to do with that." Liu Qingluo thought her Heart Demon really hasn’t done its howork.
She used to care about the courtesan’s matters, now she didn’t care about Artiste-Courtesan or Courtesan matters at all, how could she care about these?
The gentleman doesn’t mind.
Clear water flows like fine threads, Yun Qian coldly and movingly, she calmly said: "I promised his teacher’s wish, should do the sa for you... if you wish, I can grant you a wish."
Yun Qian did not say what the wish was.
Liu Qingluo seed to understand, it was about her sowhat unclean past.
"Ms. Yun, with these pasts, is what makes Qingluo." Liu Qingluo’s hand clutching the shirt hem slowly relaxed, she showed a gentle expression: "Qingluo... really likes the na given by Ms. Zhu, very grateful to her."
"I understand."
Yun Qian looked at the woman in front of her who straightened her back, speaking and acting without qualms.
One might say, those qualified to accompany by his side, should inherently be such determined and flawless girls.
"Give a pot of wine." Yun Qian said.
"Wine..." Liu Qingluo was stunned, then lowered her head to look at herself in pajamas and empty-handed: "Sister, I... didn’t bring any, should I... get up and prepare?"
"Just think about it, I’ll go get it myself." Yun Qian said: "Want Jade Dew."
"Okay..." Liu Qingluo bewilderedly followed Yun Qian’s thoughts, then suddenly, a delicate wine pot appeared in her hand.
Yun Qian took the wine pot, placed it on the cold spring’s slippery stone, and said to Liu Qingluo who was standing there, gradually giving up thinking: "Do you like drinking tea?"
Liu Qingluo ca to her senses, after trying to think, said: "In the world, watching flowers and drinking wine, in the empty mountains, drinking tea and listening to the wind, only a tea can clear the heart... tea is a good thing."
"I asked if you like it."
"...I don’t like it."
Liu Qingluo could no longer find logic in the dream.
"I don’t particularly like it either." Yun Qian suddenly said: "Tea Clear Heart?"
"Wine... Wine makes one joyful." Liu Qingluo replied instinctively.
Yun Qian smiled.
"Hmm, I really do like you."
"Ms. Yun..." Liu Qingluo blushed to her ears, her heart pounding, she tried to lift her head, said: "Qingluo... is originally a Wine Lady, naturally likes wine more."
"Good night." Yun Qian looked at her.
"Ms. Yun, good, good night." Liu Qingluo said, her figure gradually faded away.
——
An area of low buildings with steep roofs, really can’t be considered majestic, but amid the rain and mist, visible everywhere, it has a certain Smoky and Rainy hazy beauty.
Drips fell from the eaves, causing ripples in the still pond below.
When Gu Qiancheng opened the door, what he saw was Liu Qingluo, very casually leaning by the window, seemingly lost in thought.
"Sister Liu, what happened to you?" Gu Qiancheng just finished cultivating, yawned: "It’s late into the night, why hasn’t sister slept."
Gu Qiancheng’s voice helped Liu Qingluo’s eyes regain clarity, she first glanced at the empty window in front, imdiately turned, covering her face with both hands.
Having had such a strange dream and then getting up to clear her thoughts... how could she confess such matters to Gu Qiancheng?
"I’m fine." Liu Qingluo lifted her skirt corner gently turning around, softly said: "Sister wants a supper? I’ll prepare it."
"Yes!" Gu Qiancheng smiled and hugged her.
Although Liu Qingluo wasn’t as beautiful as Yun Qian, but for her, this kind of gentleness had a motherly feeling.
Liu Qingluo looked at Gu Qiancheng’s neatly tied hair, said: "Sister, do you also want wine? I can get so."
"If it’s no trouble, then yes."
"Okay."
Liu Qingluo moved to prepare supper, wondering if dreaming of Yun Qian might be related to her previous talk about wanting wine?
She stood before a mirror, carefully looking at the girl inside.
Her eyes showed so confusion, which dissipated completely after a few breaths.
A dream is just a dream.
Only, in the dream she was bold enough to tell Yun Qian she liked the gentleman... wonder what kind of spell prompted this?
Really, truly embarrassing.
If it were real... she would be shafully devastated.
Ms. Yun is truly a terrifying person.
——
Yun Qian sat up straight, looked at the wine pot beside her, reached out and gently placed it in the nearby space.
After serious contemplation, the young lady realized she really wasn’t soone who gets jealous.
Feeling unsettled by the young ladies surrounding Xu Chang’an was impossible, if soone liked him, she would only think of it as a good thing... because... if one day Xu Chang’an gets tired of her. There would still be others, so he wouldn’t lose interest in the world?
Her husband being liked by girls was nothing, Yun Qian felt they had good taste.
Sadly, Xu Chang’an didn’t think the sa.
He always cared about worldly views, despite having countless sceneries around, he never had the urge to explore.
Yun Qian thought Liu Qingluo’s feelings were clean, not adding trouble to Xu Chang’an.
She herself made Xu Chang’an worried while soaking in the hot springs, now her brief absence... made him uneasy.
Indeed, she didn’t know how to care for people.
And while he isn’t around, she "questioned" the girl who liked him.
Yun Qian’s sharp nails pressed against her heart.
Is a bad woman soone like her?
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