Ah Qing stood on the stage, gently pinching the corner of her skirt with her thumb and index finger. The thought of performing a seductive act to catch Miss Yun’s eye made her feel as if she was living a different life.
The Holy Sect’s lady now has a second chance at life.
Her new pursuit—being a good courtesan.
Click.
"Ms. Qing, you... lower your skirt a little." Huang’Er opened her fingers to cover her eyes, her face slightly reddened.
She didn’t know where to look.
Ah Qing tilted her head.
"There are two layers of lining underneath, didn’t you pick it for ?"
"That’s what I said, but the way you look... forget it." Huang’Er pouted, "Anyway, once you start dancing on stage, the skirt won’t cover much."
Upon hearing this, Ah Qing blinked and then asked with a smile.
"Jealous?"
"Yes."
Huang’Er didn’t deny it, yet Ah Qing smiled even more happily.
After all, she’s just a young girl, a jar of jealousy.
"Ms. Qing, you’re the strange one. It’s your first ti on stage... how co you’re not shy?" Huang’Er asked.
"Shy?" Ah Qing waved her hand, "What are you talking about, I still get shy. Wasn’t I just recently?"
At that ti, she was so flustered she almost forgot how to breathe.
"No way." Huang’Er shook her head vigorously, "I’ve never seen it, when do you get shy, sister?"
"When I hold hands with Miss Yun." Ah Qing said earnestly.
Huang’Er: "..."
The atmosphere was silent for a mont.
Huang’Er was stunned for quite a while, staring blankly at the matter-of-fact Ah Qing, and after a while... she covered her face and burst into laughter.
"Ms. Qing, you are indeed an interesting person."
"Isn’t it interesting? If I weren’t a Half-Demon, I would be worried about holding Miss Yun’s hand... would it sweat?" Ah Qing praised, "Being a Half-Demon is really nice."
"Sister thinks it’s good, then I am relieved." Huang’Er thought, and suddenly held Ah Qing’s hand, and in Ah Qing’s montary dazed look, she seriously said, "Can you feel it, sister?"
"Mm... mm." Ah Qing responded, she could feel the wet sweat in Huang’Er’s palm.
"Ms. Qing, you’re going on stage, and I’m very worried." Huang’Er suddenly referred to herself as "I," leaving Ah Qing montarily speechless, only to look sowhat stunned at this suddenly mature Ni Zi, hesitatingly saying:
"You..."
"It’s okay, I truly want to be a concubine." The yellow-clothed girl let go of Ah Qing’s hand, then took a handkerchief and carefully wiped Ah Qing’s palm, smiling warmly, "See, I’m not bothered by the sweat in my palm, and sister doesn’t dislike either."
"What do you an?" Ah Qing didn’t understand.
The yellow-clothed girl raised her eyebrows with a smile, and then sowhat embarrassed, yet still responded to Ah Qing’s curiosity.
She blushed, nodded, and softly said, "I feel like ’I’ and Ms. Qing... are more intimate than sister and Miss Yun."
Her jealousy was real.
The nervousness was real.
The feeling of joy and sweetness in her heart was real too.
Ah Qing: "..."
Listening to the girl’s words about ’I,’ at this mont, Ah Qing suddenly realized that she actually hadn’t understood the Ni Zi in front of her.
She was just enjoying being called ’Ms. Qing,’ but wasn’t really Ah Zi.
"Ms. Qing, don’t look at like that." The yellow-clothed girl tilted her head, then said, "Do you miss it, sister? When we first t... wasn’t I always referring to myself as ’I’? Why now, have you beco unaccustod to it?"
"That’s true." Ah Qing rembered sothing and nodded.
When she first ca to the Flower Moon Building, due to a minor incident she t this child for quite a long ti, the girl always used ’I’ when facing her, until they beca thoroughly familiar, only then did she start referring to herself as ’I.’
Perhaps this is a path of strategy.
Ah Qing realized sothing, pretending to be angry, she tapped the girl’s head: "Who are you angry with?"
This Ni Zi, returning to the term ’I,’ was she trying to say that the two are no longer as close as before?
"No." The yellow-clothed girl shook her head, then said, "I... just want to tell sister, don’t forget ... even if sister really wants to be a concubine for another man, don’t forget ."
At that ti, she was willing to be Ah Qing’s younger sister,
As for Ah Qing’s husband, that man, she didn’t care at all.
She just saw it as buying Ah Qing, with herself included.
The girl’s eyes were sly and lively, "Then, I’ll still be sister’s younger sister, so don’t misunderstand, transitioning from ’I’ to ’I’ was when we beca closer, transitioning from ’I’ to ’I’ wouldn’t bring the relationship back to the original point... instead, it’s a step closer."
She was not joking.
She thought carefully for a long ti, for Ah Qing’s character, forming a bond of sisterhood was impossible, so when the two already had a very good relationship, if she wanted to get closer to Ah Qing, the simplest way... seed to be to beco her sister like this?
Especially after knowing Ah Qing hadn’t given up on n, this thought hadn’t been put away.
"You, this Ni Zi..." Ah Qing looked at her with a sowhat dangerous gaze.
Looking for trouble, huh.
And saying sothing about being a concubine while bringing her along...
Who would marry a man to beco a concubine?
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