Actually, to say she was leading, well, that doesnât quite fit, it looked more like that woman was following right behind Mu Shaoling.
But what kind of woman is she exactly? Should we call her a butterfly or a fairy of flowers, or perhaps a painterâs palette?
Iâve never seen so many colors on one person before.
Thatâs supposed to be a dress, right? Bloody hell, the skirt below had a ring of cloth tassels hanging from the waist, and those tassels were as long as the hem of the skirt. Not only that, but there were as many colors of tassels as there were tassels themselves.
Her hair too, braided into various little whips, tied at the ends with strings of different colors.
Overall, it was a riot of colors.
Luo Linhaoâs mouth hung open when he saw her.
Ultimately, "Brother Shaoling really is Brother Shaoling, his taste is just so unique,"
Mu Shaofeng coughed twice, covering up his own embarrassment, then nodded in agreement, "Not something ordinary people could measure up to."
"Brother Shaoling, Brother Shaoling." Seeing the two pause at the doorway, Luo Linhao quickly waved his arms and shouted loudly.
His voice was indeed loud enough to attract their attention.
Suddenly, Mu Shaoling hesitated, but then came over.
The woman followed closely behind him.
"Why do you keep following me?"
"I want to follow you, I want to follow you," the young woman clamored, "I lost my purse, my maidservant is gone, my guards are gone, I have nowhere to stay, nothing to eat or drink, what am I supposed to do if I donât follow you?"
Seeing Mu Shaoling sit down to one side, the woman unceremoniously took a seat on the other.
Mu Shaolingâs brows furrowed as if he was quite dissatisfied with her unabashed clinging.
"Brother Shaoling, wonât you introduce us? A great beauty,"
Luo Linhao chuckled as he nudged Mu Shaoling with his chopsticks, but Mu Shaoling played dead and didnât speak.
Thus, Luo Linhao had no choice but to ask himself.
"Beautiful lady, who might you be, and why are you following Brother Shaoling? Do you know my Brother Shaoling? Whatâs your relationship?"
Luo Linhaoâs eyes shone brightly with gossip, and his eager gaze made the young lady blush.
However, she then introduced herself, "My name is Tayun Dongyang! Iâm friends with Divine Doctor Mu, but I want to pursue him."
Upon hearing the young ladyâs words, Luo Linhaoâs gossip flame blazed even higher, and so did Mu Shaofengâs. Sheâs pursuing Mu Shaoling! Pursuing! Bloody hell! A girl is actively pursuing Young Master Mu.
Moreover, she is a great beauty, indeed, a very delicate and pretty one, sweet and charming with every frown and smile. Ah, thereâs a saying, âshe smiles before she speaks,â and itâs about her. Of course, one must overlook the rainbow of colors on her when admiring her.
"Shut your mouth!" Unlike the othersâ gossiping, Mu Shaoling was not in such a good mood. Especially seeing Luo Linhaoâs full interest, his mood got even worse.
"As a lady, youâre always talking about pursuing men, arenât you ashamed, isnât that embarrassing? A lady should be demure, do you understand demure?"
Mu Shaoling couldnât help but criticize internally, Yang Chuxia, with her thick skin, hadnât publicly declared her pursuit of someone in broad daylight either. Well, he still didnât know about the incident where Yang Chuxia publicly declared her interest in Brother An.
"Why should it be embarrassing? Whatâs wrong with chasing the person I like? Stop being so prudish," Dongyang, the beauty, didnât think there was anything wrong with her behavior at all.