Yun Qian raised her head.
She applied makeup, listened to Li Zhibaiâs words, made changes, and what she hoped to hear was not just an address of âMiss.â
If it doesnât make him like her more, then the makeup has no meaning.
"Wh-whatâs wrong!"
A hint of fragrance wafted to the front, Xu Changâan took a step back, his eyes filled with undeniable panic.
Did he say something wrong?
As a normal man, Miss Yun usually had no trouble handling him, so at this moment Xu Changâan only felt his mind was a blank, his vision started to wander, and he restrained himself from looking at Yun Qian.
The sky darkened a bit further, as if the heavens were brewing rain once again.
Yet Yun Qianâs makeup on her face didnât fade in the shadow at all, the rouge in her eyes appeared even redder, her moist eyes reflecting the "panicked" figure of the young man.
Yun Qian stopped walking, gently pinching her fingers: "You... always like this."
Restraining again.
Whatâs the need for restraint?
If itâs beautiful, then look.
If he wants to be close to her, then donât step back.
Yun Qian glanced up at the gloomy sky: "Is it because weâre not at home, canât let others see?"
"What do you mean." Xu Changâan asked subconsciously.
Yun Qian seldom showed dissatisfaction, and her dissatisfaction with him was even rarer, but as the girl approached him, Xu Changâan suddenly felt guilty.
Even though he hadnât reacted, it had to be him whoâs wrong.
"I donât understand either." Yun Qian shook her head, she stood in the wind, no longer approaching Xu Changâan, merely pointed at the yard below: "This is where you used to live, it can also be considered home."
Xu Changâan: "..."
Who could tell him, after he went to the Hundred Herbs Garden, what exactly had happened here in this yard.
The noble and cool fairy, how did she turn into a captivating concubine?
Was it because of the worldly hairpin on her head?
Was it because the golden, dazzling earrings had made the girl become "lowly"?
Or was it the Imperial Consort Bracelet that heralded wealth, making Miss Yun look vulgar?
Xu Changâan didnât know, he only knew that Yun Qian used to carry a fresh and elegant aura, but now it had transformed into a somewhat dense osmanthus fragrance.
He was very familiar with this scent, during his time on Muyu Peak many senior sisters used similar rouge, he had just escaped from a group of women.
This scent of rouge that he usually avoided, turned out to be so alluring?
Xu Changâanâs fingertips were pinched white, and after a moment he gently exhaled.
Thatâs right.
Although Yun Qianâs attire brought a sense of allure, and her clothes after some alteration were quite charming, as soon as she spoke, she was still the âMissâ he knew.
The mismatch between the girlâs appearance and her voice and emotions, also made Xu Changâan relax a lot.
"Miss..."
He was about to call her Miss, when a cool breeze mixed with the rich scent of rouge on Yun Qian fell on his face.
Xu Changâan watched as the wind blew the strands of hair beside Yun Qianâs ear into disarray, watched the butterfly hairpins sway, watched the girl with glistening lip gloss...
None of this mattered.
At this moment, Miss Yunâs intertwined fingers dispelled all the amorous thoughts in his mind.
Xu Changâan realized something.
"Miss." He still called out, walking towards Yun Qian.
Yun Qian did not move, her hands were in front of her lower abdomen, the Jade Bracelet lightly touched at one spot.
"A bit messy." Xu Changâan raised his hand, rubbing Yun Qianâs hair bun, then following her hair down, tidying the disarray caused by the wind, removing the fine leaves brought by the breeze.
The golden earrings swayed.
"Whatâs up with these earrings?" Xu Changâan asked.
"Clipped on."
"Doesnât it hurt?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qian did not respond to Xu Changâan, she recalled what Li Zhibai asked her, and said softly: "Wearing earrings is really vulgar? But I thought youâd like it."
"What are you talking about?" Xu Changâan shook his head helplessly, he didnât buy earrings for Yun Qian, just couldnât bear her feeling pain.
Vulgar?
What a joke.
"So, what happened?" Xu Changâan asked seriously.
Seeing Xu Changâan so earnest, Yun Qian glanced towards the main building, said: "I asked the teacher to do a makeover for me, you know... I usually only use lip balm, wanted to try something different."
"Though I guessed, but the teacher can do makeup?" Xu Changâanâs eyes twitched.
A rude statement.
This is Muyu Peak.
Under the condition to spruce up oneself, his teacher usually wore the coarse white Daoist Robe, in Beisang City that would also be a sloppy person, how could she possibly know how to do makeovers.
She actually had this skill.
Is there anything in the world that the teacher doesnât know?
"Her name... is Li Zhibai." Yun Qian suddenly said.
"Li Zhibai?" Xu Changâan responded, a bit sentimentally: "Knowing White and Guarding Black, this really fits the teacherâs character, Miss is not for naught a Miss, found out so easily."
"Werenât you curious about her name?" Yun Qian looked at Xu Changâan, previously Xu Changâan cared a lot about Li Zhibaiâs name, but now knowing it, he seemed indifferent.
"Teacher is teacher, the name doesnât matter." Xu Changâan said casually.
"So." Yun Qian made a biting lip gesture, although the teeth were exposed for a moment, then retracted.
Yun Qian originally thought telling him Li Zhibaiâs name would be at least a surefire way to make him happy.
Now it seems it didnât work.
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The wind grew stronger, Xu Changâan walked to Yun Qianâs side, shielding the wind behind, "Though I donât know what exactly happened, but Miss and the teacher get along very well, so Iâm relieved."