"Ms. Yun, we meet again."
In this world, very few people have the courage to like Yun Qian, yet here stood one before her… of course, the Rowing Maiden knew this affection wasn't like the romantic feelings between the women at the Flower Moon Building, but more akin to admiration.
"…"
Watching the girl's hand tremble slightly as she held the oar, Yun Qian blinked and nodded as a sign to acknowledge her greeting.
She remembered this young woman.
Back then, the girl had said she liked Xu Chang'an, and upon hearing from her that she didn't mind being a concubine, Yun Qian confirmed the absence of jealousy within herself, instead finding the girl perceptive.
Though later this child grew a bit peculiar, now with the assurance from Xu Chang'an that he wouldn't be angry even if others liked him, Miss Yun found herself at peace with being admired by women.
