Chapter 974 - 537: Blue Is the Color of Frosty Heaven (Double-Length) (2)

Is the "Qing" she speaks of referring to the Qingtian?

No.

It’s referring to Shi Qingjun.

In the Qiankun Realm, there are two Qings.

A large Qing on Chaoyun Mountain.

A small Qing on the Abyssal Sea Holy Mountain.

The large Qing is the Qing of the Qingtian.

The small Qing is the Qing of the Cyan Snake, of course... the Cyan Snake certainly won’t say her Qing comes from her past admiration for Shi Qingjun, hence she gave herself the name Qing.

Anyway, the Sect Leader’s Qing is indeed the Qing of the Cyan Snake.

She won’t say it, so no one knows she once had admiration for Shi Qingjun.

Thus it can be discovered, only the name "Xiaoqing" truly belongs to the Sect Leader, while the title "Ah Qing" from beginning to end... just refers to Shi Qingjun.

"..." Ah Qing felt her ears slightly heat up, her face flushed crimson.

There’s anger, and there’s shame.

Angry at her own lack of ambition, ashamed of her own lack of ambition.

She’s truly an exceedingly vile woman.

Just as when Zhu Pingniang asked her about her desires, she mentioned wanting to find a man for her close friend... here, the close friend refers to Shi Qingjun.

In this aspect, Ah Qing fits perfectly with Flower Moon Building, aligns with Zhu Pingniang.

They’re all the kind of girls living below the Abyss Sea, stained with mud, unseen, so when they see the high and mighty, glamorous women, they want to drag them down.

Zhu Pingniang is like this.

Ah Qing is too.

Even in their lack of ambition, they’re exactly the same.

The Sect Leader doesn’t have the opportunity to personally drag Shi Qingjun down to perform in the brothel, even if she had the chance, she wouldn’t be a match for her, so using this name as a substitute for Shi Qingjun joining Flower Moon Building was her initial, mischievous idea.

Just like at this moment, she’s not the Sect Leader, but Shi Qingjun’s embodiment.

As if once she steps on stage, the Qiankun Realm is not hers, but Shi Qingjun is the one performing.

It seems that using this method, she could tarnish Shi Qingjun’s image in her heart.

The most useless... most disgraceful insult in the world is nothing more than this.

But upon careful thought, this is truly reasonable, because even the dark period monsters that Shi Qingjun personally eradicated, their biggest derogatory term wasn’t removing the ’Fairy’ from ’Immortal Chaoyun’?

As if removing the ’Fairy’ insulted Shi Qingjun.

What Ah Qing is doing now is the same, she even goes further because after Shi Qingjun knows ’Ah Qing’ was used to refer to her, she sullied this name.

She is far more enterprising than those old demons.

"..." The yellow-clad girl said nothing, she was now being held in Ah Qing’s arms, though extremely embarrassed, she... was very obediently quiet.

Sharp as she is, she sensed some subtle differences.

Ms. Qing now... her emotions are fluctuating.

Seems like she’s happy?

At such times, she just needs to be ready to be the doll, the puppet for her sister to pour her emotions onto.

Feeling Ah Qing’s faintly beating heart, the yellow-clad girl lowered her head, in those somewhat childish eyes lies undisguisable pain.

Ms. Qing...

Must have endured a lot of hardships.

It’s all her fault.

If she hadn’t asked her sister about the name, she certainly wouldn’t have fallen into memories.

Ah Qing didn’t realize she was being pitied.

She was just immersed in her own uselessness.

Actually, the matter of her using a name that’s not her own, wasn’t without traces.

She once revealed a flaw.

For instance, when Xu Chang’an delivered a punch to her psyche, stirring her emotions to the point of losing herself.

Then, the old-fashioned hero saving beauty, lightly dispelling the Dao Rhyme Cage, and giving her an umbrella, almost in an unreasonable manner tore open her supposedly indestructible psychological defense, exposing a burning heart to the air.

To a woman always at the mountain summit, such a plot is fatal.

The impact brought by it completely surpasses any admiration she had for Shi Qingjun during her teenage years, so she couldn’t resist falling into the throes of emotion.

At that time, facing the one she was fond of, there were no false words in her mouth.

At that time, she told Xu Chang’an, let him call her ’Xiaoqing’.

And Xu Chang’an initially did call her that way.

But later, it seemed that this title for her... was a bit too penetrating, making her unable to calm down when facing him — after all, compared to the borrowed name Ah Qing, Xiaoqing... truly represents her personal existence.

Therefore, Xu Chang’an addressing her repeatedly as ’Xiaoqing’, for Ah Qing, was akin to the person she admired calling her by her intimate name, creating a shame she couldn’t endure.

No choice, later Ah Qing could only point to the little snake she kept on her wrist and tell Xu Chang’an — [This long creature is named Xiaoqing, as for me, you’d better call me Ah Qing.]

On the surface, it was for easy distinction.

In truth, she simply couldn’t handle the affectionate title.

Only by transforming herself, donning the mask named ’Shi Qingjun’, could she calm down.

’...sigh.’

Ah Qing slowly exhaled a breath, hugging the yellow-clad girl in her arms, burying her head into her neck.

"Qing... Ms. Qing?" Yellow’er blushed deeply, her heart pounding as if about to leap out.

"It’s nothing." Ah Qing murmured.

She suddenly realized how truly unambitious, how useless she was.

However.

"I’ve always thought I should have escaped her shadow, yet unexpectedly... I’m still stuck, unable to get out."

Ah Qing raised her head, smiling brightly.

But at that moment, she was no longer the woman wearing Shi Qingjun’s mask.

Ah Qing’s Qing, isn’t Shi Qingjun’s Qing, but Qingyi’s Qing.

When this name in her heart ceased to be a title to mock Shi Qingjun, but rather her own... the joy in Ah Qing’s heart was something outsiders couldn’t comprehend.

This was, after her encounter with the young master and holding hands with Miss Yun, the happiest and most worth celebrating event she experienced.

"Ms. Qing, are you feeling better now." Yellow’er breathed a sigh of relief feeling Ah Qing’s now steady breath.

"I’m fine, don’t underestimate the big heart of a Half-Demon." Ah Qing hugged her tighter and asked: "Ni Zi, am I... really unambitious?"

"Ms. Qing, if you say that, I’ll be angry." Yellow’er pouted.

In Flower Moon Building, the courtesans have a bottom line.

Anyone can look down on them.

Except they themselves absolutely, absolutely cannot look down on themselves.

This is forbidden, something that mustn’t be touched, or else... prepare to be severely punished and have their temperament changed by Zhu Pingniang’s methods.

"I didn’t mean it like that." Ah Qing didn’t feel embarrassed being admonished by the little girl and simply said: "Look, I don’t only like the young master, I also like Miss Yun."

Actually, Xu Chang’an’s calm yet domineering way of tearing open her heart, such a matter was in itself nothing serious.

She wasn’t really a young girl, the difference between emotional impulse and action was something she could clearly differentiate; if Xu Chang’an hadn’t had those strange secrets, after the initial heart stir... it wouldn’t really matter, at most in later remembrance could she tenderly smile.

But Yun Qian’s appearance was truly what plunged her into unending chaos, making her torn heart unable to close, and even made her think it cheap to become a concubine.

After all, being a concubine, with the young master on the left and Yun Qian on the right... it’s much better than cultivating beneath the Abyss Sea.

"Liking the young master and liking Miss Yun..." Yellow’er nodded: "What’s wrong with that."

"Don’t you think I’m confused?" Ah Qing sighed.

The girls in Flower Moon Building are quite clear-headed; they know what they should like.

"But everyone likes them." Yellow’er raised a finger: "Not mentioning the sisters outside, even Steward Lu doesn’t only have good feelings for the young master but also likes Miss Yun."

What does that count for?

Liking such emotions can’t be suppressed.

"Liking doesn’t matter, as long as Ms. Qing doesn’t truly interfere with the young master’s relationship, it’s fine." Yellow’er said: "Auntie said, actions speak louder than thoughts."

Ah Qing: "..."