Symbolika1:
she kept asking about his maid...and who's prettier...OoO
Chapter 4 (Credit to Koala)
From then on, Shi Qi would always wear the same sack cloth robe and come walk with Xiao Liu every night by the river. The two of them would walk until Xiao Liu got tired and went back to sleep, and then Shi Qi would leave. The days seem to pass not very different then before, except the topic of their conversations had changed.
Xiao Liu would ask “How many servants do you have?”
“Two.”
“How much money do you have?”
“………….”
“Years ago….was that because of an inheritance battle?”
“Yes.”
“Is Jing Ye prettier? Or Lan Xiang?”
“…………..”
“Do you remember all the herbs I taught you.”
“Yes.
“Remember them well because it looks ordinary but if you add little things to it, it can take down even a god or a demon.”
“Yes.”
“You’re not that nine-headed monster Xiang Liu, with nine-lives and can eat whatever he wants.”
“Yes.”
“Is Jing Ye prettier? Or Lan Xiang?”
“…………..”
“The serving people are usually the least trustworthy. You be careful.”
“Yes.”
“Also…..don’t resort to violence. Pretend
to be stupid and endure. If it resorts to violence then you have to be thorough and end it right then and there.”
Shi Qi said nothing.
Xiao Liu sighed “If you really can’t beat them, then come back. You can keep brewing medicine for me, at least you won’t starve to death.”
Shi Qi stared at Xiao Liu and there were rolling waves in his eyes seemingly pulling Xiao Liu in.
Winny Aye 21 hours agoWinny Aye:
she kept asking about his maid...and who's prettier...OoO
Chapter 4 (Credit to Koala)
From then on, Shi Qi would always wear the same sack cloth robe and come walk with Xiao Liu every night by the river. The two of them would walk until Xiao Liu got tired and went back to sleep, and then Shi Qi would leave. The days seem to pass not very different then before, except the topic of their conversations had changed.
Xiao Liu would ask “How many servants do you have?”
“Two.”
“How much money do you have?”
“………….”
“Years ago….was that because of an inheritance battle?”
“Yes.”
“Is Jing Ye prettier? Or Lan Xiang?”
“…………..”
“Do you remember all the herbs I taught you.”
“Yes.
“Remember them well because it looks ordinary but if you add little things to it, it can take down even a god or a demon.”
“Yes.”
“You’re not that nine-headed monster Xiang Liu, with nine-lives and can eat whatever he wants.”
“Yes.”
“Is Jing Ye prettier? Or Lan Xiang?”
“…………..”
“The serving people are usually the least trustworthy. You be careful.”
“Yes.”
“Also…..don’t resort to violence. Pretend
to be stupid and endure. If it resorts to violence then you have to be thorough and end it right then and there.”
Shi Qi said nothing.
Xiao Liu sighed “If you really can’t beat them, then come back. You can keep brewing medicine for me, at least you won’t starve to death.”
Shi Qi stared at Xiao Liu and there were rolling waves in his eyes seemingly pulling Xiao Liu in.
Hahaha yeap! She wasn't jalous of any other man, and yes it started as Xiao Liu :D!
Loving how bold character she can be, asking frankly what's on her mind <3
a random edit for now...
story of purple...
Smell of Wisteria and Love <3 Let's add a poem! :)Beautifull Winny thank you <3
*** In the garden of dreams, where wisteria weaves***
In the garden of dreams, where wisteria blooms,
A tapestry of violet, weaving love's sweet tunes
. Beneath the silken cascade, two lovers entwined,
In the moonlit courtyard, their hearts aligned.
Wisteria whispers tales of ancient desire,
Its fragrant tendrils, a passion-filled lyre.
In the dance of petals, secrets unfold,
Love's story written in hues of purple and gold.
Through the lattice of time, their spirits converge,
A timeless romance, as the wisteria's surge
. In the celestial realm, their fate is spun,
An eternal dance beneath the moon and sun.
Hand in hand, like vines climbing a wall,
Together they rise, never to again fall.
Under the gaze of stars, their souls embrace,
Boundless love, transcending time and space.
As petals fall, like tears from the sky,
Their love deepens, never to say goodbye.
In the garden of dreams, where wisteria weaves,
Lovers entwined, in a love that forever believes.
