At this moment, Miss Lu captured the âessenceâ of this girl, Yun Qian.
Yun Qian must be like her, completely at a loss with such profound things. Even if she could remember them, she wouldnât be able to understand.
In contrast, it was Wen Liâs thoughtful attempts to understand that Miss Lu immensely admired.
Master...
Is the master speaking human language?
What long river of the world, what fate stuff.
Are these things ordinary women need to consider?
With Miss Yunâs personality, how could she be interested in these?
Yet Xu Changâan could talk to Yun Qian about these, revealing to Miss Lu just how much Yun Qian liked Xu Changâan. Even such words, which meant less to a woman than a piece of candied fruit, Yun Qian could remember them all word for word.
This is love.
In a secluded place, having found the food of the loved one, Miss Lu felt very delighted.
Wen Li gave her a strange look.
What is Miss Lu smiling about?
Surely she couldnât, like me, be interested in such profound knowledge.
Ignoring it, Wen Li was genuinely dazzled by Xu Changâanâs perspective at this moment. She repeatedly pondered over Xu Changâanâs words exclusive to Yun Qian, the more she thought, the more she felt they contained the truth labeled as profundity.
"Junior Sister, about fate, did Junior Brother say anything else?" Wen Li pursued.
Yun Qian thought for a while, then shook her head.
There shouldnât be more.
Since Xu Changâan saw she wasnât interested, he wouldnât really force her to listen too much. Yun Qian said, "If you want to know, just ask him."
"...Thatâs true." Wen Li thought Yun Qian made sense, she was too anxious, yet she needed some time to digest the profundity she had understood just now.
When Wen Li didnât speak, the atmosphere immediately cooled down, so to warm up the scene, Miss Lu had to continue the topic.
"Miss Yun, letâs not talk about the lofty essence of fate..." Miss Lu stood up, walked behind Yun Qian, and gently pressed her shoulders, lightly massaging them.
This was a maidâs job, she didnât even need to greet Yun Qian, doing it very naturally because she knew Yun Qian wouldnât care about these at all.
Sure enough, Yun Qian relaxedly enjoyed Miss Luâs skills, while asking, "Not speaking about the essence of fate?"
"Those complicated things, I donât understand." Miss Lu looked at Yun Qianâs snow-white neck, breathing a little hastily, her heart raced at the thought that the work she was doing now was once done by Xu Changâan.
Forcing herself to calm down, she seriously said, "When women talk, they donât care about reason, donât break the teapot just to talk about whether they like it or not."
"Not about reason, just about liking..." Yun Qian liked her words, nodding gently.
"So, I donât like fate, I donât like the phrase predestined." Miss Lu took a deep breath.
As a courtesan.
Even when meeting Zhu Pingniang.
The word fate felt like a mountain, pressing her chest, making it hard for her to breathe, she took a few deep breaths, using slender fingers to gently fish out Yun Qianâs hair caught in her collar before asking, "Miss Yun, how... do you view fate, do you like it or not?"
At this moment, Miss Lu really wanted to know how a girl like Yun Qian, with a heart as clear as a mirror, viewed the fate Wen Li had just mentioned.
To Miss Luâs surprise, Yun Qian didnât hesitate in her answer.
"Like." Yun Qian said.
Hearing this answer, Miss Luâs fingers trembled slightly.
Unexpectedly.
She likes it. "Miss Yun, why?" Miss Lu didnât understand why in the world there would be girls who liked the so-called predestination?
Yun Qian didnât consider Miss Luâs feelings, she just spoke from her own perspective, saying, "I live in the Chaoyun Sect, in a place called Celestial Bright Peak."
"Celestial Bright Peak..." Miss Lu blinked in confusion.
"Celestial Bright, meaning fate." Yun Qian explained, "Me living at Celestial Bright Peak is fateâs hint to her."
This is the world she shares with her husband.
Every name, every place has its own meaning.
Muyu Peak, drawn from the Morning Clouds and Evening Rain between a man and a woman, in such a place, is a guarantee for her and Miss Yun to be close, a valid reason for openly bullying.
If Muyu Peak is so, then the first moment she resided on Celestial Bright Peak, the so-called Celestial Bright, how could it be... merely a simple, easily forgotten name?
It must have the same, or even more important meaning than the two words Mu Yu.
Yun Qian was with Xu Changâan on a midnight boat trip, she once thought Celestial Bright meant the sunâs rise at the equinox, the end of the night, the arrival of the day. She initially thought Celestial Bright Peak was a temporary sanctuary for her beside Xu Changâan before he became dazzling and before he loathed her.
Later, Yun Qian realized it wasnât the end of the night and arrival of the day.
It was destinyâs mandate.
Her husband was subtly hinting to her, all of her... was controlled by fate, and your so-called destiny, besides Xu Changâan, there is no other person.
It was from then Yun Qian began to once realize, she ought to have responded to her husbandâs call from a long time ago, listening to his orders, being arranged by his fate, hence... appearing by his side.
"I do like fate." Yun Qian said softly.
"Why?" Miss Lu breathed rapidly.
Yun Qian didnât know why Miss Lu was nervous, but she really had a way to make her happy. Whether it was the way she called her âMadam Xuâ, or many other details, all made her patient with Miss Lu.