Yun Qian didnât concern herself with these things.
As long as it could make her husband like her more, sheâd eat either the regular or the potent Red Lotus rouge without hesitation.
Additionally, she had an advantage: while someone like Li Zhibai needed to seal their cultivation for the Red Lotus to work, she only needed to take it with her husband nearby for it to be effective.
Thatâs why she was curious.
"Ms. Yun... you..." The young maiden heard this and stared blankly at Yun Qian for a while before cautiously asking, "Ms. Yun, doesnât the young master treat you well?"
"What do you mean?" Yun Qian looked at her.
During this period, how could Xu Changâan treat her poorly?
"Oh... oh." The young maiden didnât explain.
Hearing Yun Qianâs words just now, she momentarily thought Yun Qian had been neglected by Xu Changâan... hence the desire to use these alluring items to win back Xu Changâanâs heart, but it was clear she misunderstood.
How could someone as beautiful as Ms. Yun be neglected?
If she were a man, spending time with Miss Yun would definitely mean sticking by her side all twelve hours a day, how could she neglect her?
Even she felt this way, let alone the young masterâs high standards.
Indeed.
In a sense, she wasnât wrong.
When Xu Changâan first started seeing Yun Qian, he was so infatuated that he wore her out, which is why he now restrains himself sharply, feeling embarrassed by his past immaturity.
"Ms. Yun..." The young maiden lowered her voice: "The young master is part of an Immortal Sect and might be busy, which is why he doesnât have time to... that with you..."
"???"
Yun Qian blinked, her moist eyes filled with confusion.
"In short, itâs customary for the people at Flower Moon Building to eat Red Lotus rouge, but youâre so pristine, itâs best not to," the Rowing Maiden said all at once.
Yun Qian was just asking, not intending to listen to opinions, but she liked the girl in front of her, so she was very patient.
"I just want to know if, after eating it, heâll like me more?"
"Young Master Xu? I... donât know." The young maiden thought to herself that most men would obviously like it a lot, but it depended on the person, and she didnât understand Xu Changâan, so she couldnât answer.
"I understand," Yun Qian nodded.
What other men liked, Xu Changâan might not necessarily like, but as long as there was a slight chance, she was willing to try it.
Anyway, the item from Qinling had been given to Xu Changâan. Yun Qian felt that she would eventually taste it, but her husbandâs cautious nature would surely prevent her from eating the Immortal Sect object from Qinling at first, so she could only focus on the common Red Lotus rouge found in Beisang City.
It definitely wouldnât be as effective as the one from Qinling, but the advantage was that it was readily available.
"How does it taste?" Yun Qian asked.
"Uh..." The Rowing Maiden tightly clutched her clothes: "I-I havenât tried it."
After lying to Yun Qian, she carefully looked up, only to find Yun Qian quietly staring at her.
Her body shivered violently, biting her lips and turning white at the knuckles.
Only after a long while did she avert her gaze, her face flushed, "I lied, I actually... have tried it."
"How does it taste?"
"Sweet, like taro, with some rouge shops adding plum powder."
The girl was resigned, looking up and saying, "Every rouge shopâs Red Lotus has a different taste, but itâs generally sweet and sour, fitting the taste of girls, like... candied fruits."
"Candied fruits?" Yun Qian blinked.
The young maiden looked up, seeing Yun Qianâs eyes sparkle, then quickly lowered her head again.
It wasnât her business.
It was Miss Yun persistently asking; she couldnât not answer...
If Liu Qingluo was still in Beisang City, and knew she was explaining such things to Yun Qianâ
The maiden felt a burning pain all over her body.
Even gentle Sister Liu would surely angrily scold her.
But having told a little lie just now, she felt about to be engulfed by guilt, and there was no other way.
But this was a difference between her and Liu Qingluo; she didnât think someone like Yun Qian required "protection" from others, so answering Yun Qian was just her own shame, never considering it would have a bad influence on Yun Qian.
In her heart, Ms. Yun had her considerations.
After all, the Rowing Maiden was herself a self-reliant girl striving for life.
"The things you talked about, do rouge shops sell them?" Yun Qian recalled something, asking: "Can Emei Square get them?"
"Emei Square has them." The young maiden instinctively said: "But the best-selling rouge at Emei Square is the Tear Mole rouge..."
As she spoke, she suddenly realized something and looked at Yun Qianâs eyes.
Unlike Liu Qingluo, Yun Qianâs face had no extra embellishments.
"I want to try the tear mole," Yun Qian said.
"Uh... uh-huh." The Rowing Maiden blinked: "Is it also to make the young master like you more?"
She found herself able to follow some of Yun Qianâs thoughts now.
"Yes." Yun Qian looked at the young maiden, finding her to be clever.
The young maiden laughed.
She finally realized that she had been unknowingly showered with affection by Yun Qian.
"You really like the young master."
"I do like him."
"Ms. Yun, actually, if you smiled more often, itâd work better than using any rouge," the Rowing Maiden suggested.
"Smile?" Yun Qian tilted her head: "Thereâs nothing to be happy about, so why smile."
"Because... it would make the young master like you more?" The maiden said, thinking she was just some silly advisor, not knowing what she was suggesting to Miss Yun.
"Smiling would make him like me more? No one has ever told me that," Yun Qian mused, "Iâll try it."
Yun Qian grew fonder of the young maiden before her.
Clever, brave, and thoughtful.
She helped her, and she should return the favor.
"Is there nothing you want... I donât know what to do." Yun Qian leaned on the long couch, stating calmly: "If you think of anything you want in the future, just tell me."
She would fulfill her wish.
"?"
The Rowing Maiden blinked but quickly said, "Ms. Yun, please donât tell anyone... that I told you about the Red Lotus, or the sisters at the building will chastise me severely."
Yun Qian nodded, indicating she understood her request.
But does this count as a wish?
Miss Yun wasnât quite sure.
"Thatâs good." The young maiden sighed with relief, then lay on the table, burying her head in her arms, refusing to rise again.
Calming down, she felt like fainting when she recalled what sheâd shared with Yun Qian.
Meanwhile, Yun Qian suddenly remembered something.
Many years ago, when she first got together with Xu Changâan, though he didnât know how to cherish her, making her feel tired every day... in Yun Qianâs heart, the unrestrained Xu Changâan was more reassuring than the present cautious "restraint" constantly on his lips.
The river of time is irreversible, at least not in Xu Changâanâs presence now.
At this moment, Yun Qian discovered an object that could let her revisit those days.
She asked with interest, a hint of nostalgia on her face.
"By the way, where can you buy those intense items mentioned in books?"
If she ate this, Xu Changâan would have no reason to hold back, right?
Perhaps she could find that feeling from back then.
The Rowing Maiden: "..."
She covered her ears, burying her head deeper.
She just wanted to die now.
Young Master Xu... why havenât you come back yet.
ââ
Light rain covered the streets.
Xu Changâan left the Flower Moon Building, knowing where Yun Qian was resting now, but he didnât hurry back.
He couldnât just go back empty-handed after being apart for a while.
Why not just continue their little habit, like before, bringing back some gifts for her. Itâs one of their rare small customs.
Xu Changâan was always torn when choosing gifts for her, but since she never showed whether she liked his gifts or not, he kept trying different ones each time.
Now, Xu Changâan was not so puzzled.
Because during his time on the mountain, Yun Qian had showed a clear preference, whether through her frequent make-up or her ties with Li Zhibai, all pointing toâ
[Rouge].
Yun Qian recently liked enhancing her appearance.
Xu Changâan then went in search of a rouge shop.