Ah Qing's brows furrowed slightly.
Under Miss Yun's stunning appearance, why does she seem naive and somewhat unintelligent?
Where's Zhu Tongjun?
Isn't she supposed to be preparing the banquet for Yun Qian?
How did this girl come out here without even a servant by her side?
Seeing Yun Qian wobbling like this, if she accidentally fell off the boat, drinking a few mouthfuls of water...
Ah Qing dared not imagine what might happen.
So she put on her outer clothing, vaguely covering her short skirt, then walked out the door, gazing at Yun Qian's back with an identical blue ribbon and figure as hers.
Instinctively, she glanced down at her own body, which could see embroidered shoes at a glance.
Lost.
As a woman, she could say she lost utterly.
In Flower Moon Building, beautiful girls are formidable; fighting? That's the choice of the coarse, the lowest level.
In the rules of Flower Moon Building, Ah Qing being a maid to Yun Qian is indeed logical.
