"I was thinking about intimacy."
"..."
As Yun Qian spoke, Miss Luâs expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, gradually froze on her face, then slowly transformed into a blush with a hint of embarrassment.
She lowered her head and softly said:
"Miss... no, Madam, you really donât avoid speaking in front of a concubine."
"Mm." Yun Qian nodded lightly, after all, Miss Lu had asked.
Many times, many questions are not that Yun Qian is unwilling to discuss, but it depends on whether these fateful encounters will inquire.
What she had just been pondering was using the Yin Yang Dual Cultivation technique to cultivate on the bed and was, therefore, carefully considering the details of intimacy, which to her, indeed wasnât something that couldnât be spoken about.
"I... I saw you looking troubled and thought you might be in a predicament and wondered if I could offer you some advice," Miss Lu explained, her face reddened.
She definitely didnât want Yun Qian to think of her as a woman deliberately prying into her privacy.
"Itâs nothing." Yun Qian shook her head.
"... Thatâs good." Miss Lu gently pressed a slightly cool porcelain surface against her face, and the slight coolness gradually cleared her mind a bit.
Yun Qian indeed didnât have a shy nature about discussing matters of intimacy; she had known it just now.
Thatâs why she said, Miss Yun seems very innocent, but in fact, theyâre not in the same social class at all.
Intimacy between husbands and wives seems perfectly normal to a girlâalthough to someone like her, who considers herself a bad woman, itâs almost shameful to bring it up.
After all, sheâs a girl from the brothel, isnât she?
Miss Lu couldnât help but sigh, feeling a bit puzzled. She slightly raised her head, looking at Yun Qian, who wore a calm expression.
Itâs merely about intimacy, so why does Miss appear to be troubled, showing what seems like an expression as if preparing to face a great enemy?
Whom does she see as an enemy?
It could only be the young master, right?
How peculiar... oh.
Miss Luâs gaze flitted over Yun Qianâs lips, her eyes unfocused.
Yes, itâs not strange at all.
Because Miss Yun is very frail, being with someone like Young Master Xu, who is young, talented, and vigorous, she wouldnât be able to hold on for long.
So indeed, frowning is necessary.
Blushing.
At this point, Miss Lu hadnât connected Yun Qianâs previous mentions of "Gui Water" and "intimacy."
She thought if Yun Qian was indeed experiencing Gui Water, she would need a maid to care for her, and if Yun Qianâs timing aligned with her own around the 22nd of the month, sheâd need several young girls to serve her.
This is why a young lady often has many close maids.
At least... the period of Gui Water needs to be staggered.
As for Xu Changâan...
Miss Lu hadnât once considered the possibility of having Xu Changâan take care of Yun Qian, in her mind... a manâs time, after all, is for more important matters, their time is inherently more valuable.
Everyday affairs should still be left to women.
Miss Lu discreetly raised her eyes, looking at the extraordinarily beautiful woman beside her, her face growing redder.
As for matters of intimacy, she couldnât help Yun Qian with that. Such matters, it seems, only Yun Qianâs maid dowry could possibly assist with.
Miss Yun... no, Madam Xu always pays no heed to trifles.
Remembering Yun Qianâs calm and gentle demeanor, a bold idea slowly emerged in Miss Luâs mind.
Clearly, Yun Qian had no qualms about mentioning intimacy and private matters, and it wasnât to console herself; rather, she really meant to talk about related things.
So, being reserved here would instead put her at a disadvantage.
But if... if these arenât things Yun Qian considers unspeakable, does that mean...
She can ask more questions?
Her heart raced.
Miss Lu admitted her heart was moved.
As a lustful girl, because she was in a higher position compared to other maids... her skin, in truth, was thinner than one would think.
Even though she might eavesdrop on the girls talking, it was still matters between women, so there was nothing to avoid.
Concerning the true love between maids and men, even Miss Lu deliberately avoided witnessing.
Simply put, she didnât wish to see a manâs form other than her future husbandâs.
So, regarding men, Miss Lu indeed knew very little, given her status... even if there were business dealings requiring interaction with men, it was always her maids who dealt with such matters.
As a lustful woman, maybe she, like Zhu Pingniang, was unexpectedly pure.
âPerhaps...â
Miss Lu felt her heartbeat echoing incessantly in her ears.
Perhaps she could take this opportunity to ask Yun Qian about... matters of intimacy.
She admitted it now; she wanted to pry into Yun Qianâs privacy.
Anyway, the miss wouldnât get angry over such small matters, so she... can... be a bit bolder.
"Hmm."
Thinking this, Miss Luâs face grew even hotter. She thought if she poured the slightly cooled tea over her face now, it might steam it clean.
"?" Yun Qian looked at Miss Lu: "Whatâs the matter with you."
"Nothing, Itâs noth..." Miss Lu said, her tone suddenly shifted, and she blurted out: "No, Madam, I... I am very curious about intimacy..."
What does it feel like?
Miss Lu wanted to ask, but just revealing her curiosity about intimacy to Yun Qian had exhausted all her courage, so she couldnât bring herself to say the rest.
What amazed Miss Lu was Yun Qianâs calm demeanor.
Miss Yun seemed as if she could hear her inner voice, looked at her and said: "The feeling of intimacy? Let me think."