Xu Chang’an wouldn’t say he’s a "loyal" or "devoted" person.
It’s not that he’s a man of action, only using his thoughts and actions to reassure Miss Yun.
In truth, he doesn’t have the face for it.
Doesn’t have the face to say he’s a devoted person.
Let ask.
In the world, what loyal man would leave his wife in the dust of the world, entrusted to Madam for care, while he ventures into a paradise filled with young won?
In the world, what loyal man spends his mornings sampling tea and playing chess with a group of won, visits small venues for music performances in the afternoon, and works through nurous records with his many senior sisters at Steward Hall in the evening?
Miss Yun lives in Beisang City, her als are plain, and occasionally waits for him to return, says a few words, and then they part again.
While he, on the mountain, breathes in the abundant spiritual air, and is surrounded by the fragrance of rouge.
He’s just such a person.
Therefore, Xu Chang’an has absolutely no face to say he’s a loyal person.
Thinking about it is sowhat amusing, he’s incredibly concerned about whether he carries the marks of other won on his clothes, yet imrses himself in all kinds of feminine charms.
Chasing the superficial?
No, it’s not chasing the superficial.
It’s just inevitable.
Work is work, one needs to earn Spirit Stones and Contribution Points to support the family.
Xu Chang’an thought, just like this Miss Xiaoqing in front of him.
The woman in front gives him an undeniable sense of caution, timidity, and inferiority due to her half-demon nature.
But such a girl is also troubled over what dance to perform on stage at night.
Knowing these things, Xu Chang’an didn’t tell her not to dance if it’s difficult, because this is the work Miss Zhu assigned her, and whether she wants to or not, it’s sothing she must do.
However, he can still offer so suggestions.
Xu Chang’an thought for a mont and said.
"Sword Dance?"
This seems to be acceptable.
It’s not really about liking it, but if Senior Zhu insists on this Miss Xiaoqing performing, then watching a sword dance with Miss Yun would minimize the luxurious and ambiguous atmosphere.
After all, watching won dance during a banquet with Senior Zhu and Miss Yun seems awkward to the extre no matter how you think about it.
Sword dance is different.
After all, Yun Qian has always been quite interested in sword dance, so it’s sowhat of a demonstration for her.
However, upon hearing Xu Chang’an’s words, the Qingyi woman was stunned for a mont.
"Sword, sword dance?"
She never expected Xu Chang’an actually likes watching this?
Xu Chang’an saw the woman in front of him stunned, blinking.
Could it be she doesn’t know how?
Indeed, normally those visiting Flower Moon Building for music and dance wouldn’t randomly choose sword dance.
The girls of the world are frail, unlike those from Muyu Peak who occasionally perform sword swallowing.
Having the fragile ones wield sharp blades to dance would lack elegance.
"Miss, haven’t you learned sword dance?"
Xu Chang’an gently said: "If that’s the case, then listen to Miss Zhu when the ti cos."
"I have learned it." The Qingyi woman shook her head: "I’m just afraid of failing to understand your preferences, since you like sword dance... there’s no need for to be conflicted."
She spoke and suddenly felt sowhat strange, looking down at her fair and slender fingers.
"But, sir, how do you know... I can dance the sword dance?"
Normally, no man would look at her appearance and ask for a sword dance, right? Her youthful appearance was shy all over, not containing a hint of heroism.
No calluses on her hands.
If it weren’t Xu Chang’an asking, the logic of Flower Moon Building’s girls would surely be to think this gentleman is deliberately making things difficult.
Upon hearing, Xu Chang’an seriously looked at the Qingyi woman in front of him.
Despite always thinking of her as Miss Xiaoqing, in reality, the woman in front is several years older than him; conservatively, she’s over twenty.
Therefore, for a mature, adult woman.
He hadn’t really looked at the other person closely.
Hence Xu Chang’an shook his head: "Didn’t consider those things, just thought of it and ntioned it."
"So that’s how it is." The Qingyi woman listened to Xu Chang’an’s response, slightly stunned.
"Nothing else then."
She said.
Xu Chang’an nodded, then shifted his gaze away.
The Qingyi woman lowered her head.
So that’s how it is.
What delusion had clouded her eyes just now?
Turns out young sir hadn’t closely observed her since the beginning, nor placed his gaze on her hand, yet he asked this without knowing she knew sword dance.
She couldn’t attract the gentleman’s attention.
It’s not surprising at all.
Because all Flower Moon Building girls know that even Miss Zhu couldn’t get Xu Chang’an to take a second look, let alone her.
In fact, when she first heard of the sword dance, her first thought was of the Pear Blossom Umbrella, and Wen Li, that girl from the mountain.
If it’s about sword dance, there’s no one in the world who could surpass Wen Li.
In the mind of the Qingyi woman, achieving Wen Li’s sleek and candid nature as a half-demon is an amazing feat.
She suddenly wondered about the relationship between Xu Chang’an and Wen Li.
From her youthful perspective, Xu Chang’an seed like a bright mirror... so she’s confident that Wen Li, being of half-demon origins, would definitely focus her attention on Xu Chang’an.
Will these two have a close relationship?
Probably not.
Wen Li’s personality is aloof and cold, and Xu Chang’an keeps his distance from won in this manner.
As she pondered, the Qingyi woman was sowhat dazed.
She’d never imagine, given Wen Li’s overly un-feminine deanor and her impressive handso spirit surpassing any man.
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