Since a maidâs menstrual period is quite troublesome, wouldnât a woman like me, who wonât have Gui Water, be naturally born to be a maid?
At this moment, Ah Qing was feeling quite helpless.
How did I become a woman like this?
She felt that if HuangâEr said she was born to be a courtesan, she would be displeased.
But now she somehow feels that being born to be a maid... is quite nice?
Theyâre both at the bottom of the social ladder; practically, whatâs the difference?
Well, there is a difference.
âThe key... is to be Yun Qianâs maid.â
Ah Qing thought that if the courtesan only entertained Yun Qian on a daily basis, her importance would instantly increase in her heart.
"Ms. Qing, what are you thinking about?" HuangâEr looked at the gleam in Ah Qingâs eyes and suspiciously stared at her.
"Nothing." Ah Qing coughed, then said, "So, about the maid thing?"
"Oh."
HuangâEr came to her senses and said, "Indeed, Sister, you donât have Gui Water and youâre strong. Next, as long as you donât make Miss Yun dislike you and youâre attentive and meticulous, youâre truly suitable for the maid position... but."
"But?" Ah Qing repeated.
HuangâEr blinked, her small face instantly crumpling as she said, "Ms. Qing, you promised to stay in our Pear Garden to be the best Qingyi... If you go to be Miss Yunâs maid, what about me?"
A woman shouldnât go back on her words.
Oh.
Ah Qing remembered.
There was such a thing.
But there was a reason she instinctively ignored this matter, after all... she was aware that Zhu Pingniang intended to move the entire Flower Moon Building to Muyu Peak, so itâs completely fine; by then the Flower Moon Building will be next to Yun Qianâs residence, making things very convenient.
Since the Pear Garden opens for only half a day every seven days, she can fully focus on taking care of Yun Qian and then come to the Pear Garden once every seven days. As for whether she can perform well while being a maid and learning opera... Ah Qing hasnât considered it.
What is opera to her?
If she wanted, she could span ancient and modern times in the blink of an eye, does she need to spend any effort learning it?
Compared to learning opera, obviously, her efforts should be spent understanding Yun Qianâs thoughts and life habits.
"An Xin, even if I go to be Miss Yunâs maid, it wonât interrupt my performances at the Pear Garden." Ah Qing said.
"...???" HuangâErâs head was filled with question marks.
What was Ms. Qing talking about?
Can being a maid not interrupt learning opera?
Ah Qing had seen her wake up early to practice her vocal skills to perform well as a dan character.
"Iâm a Half-Demon, isnât multitasking normal for me?" Ah Qing reminded her.
"...Ms. Qing."
"Hm?"
"Half-Demon is really a convenient excuse, donât you think?" HuangâEr stared intensely into Ah Qingâs eyes.
Who is Ah Qing?
She wasnât flustered at all, simply nodding: "Being a Half-Demon is like that; once you solve the bloodline hazards, combining the strengths of both races, the future is promising."
If Half-Demons were entirely worthless, how else would she, apart from Shi Qingjun, become the only one in the Qiankun Realm?
Isnât it because she combines the strengths of both the Human and Demon races?
"I donât understand anyway, whatever sister says goes, I can only trust sister." HuangâEr sighed.
"Whatâs wrong with this?" Ah Qing looked at her with a smile: "At least, in the end, I wonât deceive you... isnât knowing that enough?"
"Ms. Qing is right; you can serve as maid in the Immortal Sect and still perform at the Flower Moon Building, you can do that."
"Yes, I can do that."
"...Alright, I believe you, sister."
HuangâEr took a deep breath and then gently tugged at Ah Qingâs dress: "If you break your promise, donât blame me."
"What are you going to do?" Ah Qing curiously looked at her.
This ni zi couldnât possibly have a way to deal with her.
"Iâll cry for you." HuangâEr said seriously, with clenched teeth: "When the time comes, if sister really leaves me, Iâll erect a tombstone for you at the door and cry there every day."
"...So thatâs the kind of crying." Ah Qingâs eye twitched slightly, then she gently pinched HuangâErâs face: "Alright, Iâm not deceiving you, I wonât break my word, youâll know then."
"Okay." HuangâEr sighed, but then tilted her head, as if relieved: "Right now, itâs uncertain whether youâll become Miss Yunâs maid, why should I be anxious."
Does she really think being Yun Qianâs maid is that easy?
Many people are eyeing it.
Ah Qing even if she has advantages, thatâs just what they think; who knows what Yun Qian and the master think?
"I say, even Ms. Qingluo who has already gone to the Immortal Sect, might be more suitable to take care of Miss Yun than Ms. Qing." HuangâEr pouted.
Liu Qingluo at least knows Yun Qian, and sheâs nearer.
"You seem to be hoping I canât do it." Ah Qing said helplessly, but she understood the girlâs thoughts, yet now that sheâs reminded, sheâs genuinely determined.
Now Ah Qing has two goals.
One is to integrate into Flower Moon Building.
The other... is the position of Yun Qianâs maid.
She still has time to improve herself.
Currently, Yun Qian doesnât have thoughts of accepting a maid, but today Yun Qian went to find Xu Changâan alone, almost stumbling on the boat, proving that Yun Qian needs a maid by her side...
Moreover, Xu Changâan clearly wants Yun Qian to be more cheerful; having a female companion to talk to is extremely important.