Quick Wear: The Charming Girl Plays with Everything

Song Shuanghan brought Qiandai to his bedroom.

The house was luxurious and magnificent, with flickering red candles and a fragrant smell wafting in the air.

Qiandai stood behind, her eyes and eyebrows looking even more beautiful under the flickering candlelight.

She suddenly said, "Open a window."

"Miss, do you feel bored?" Song Shuanghan asked softly.

She was not as cold to Qiandai as she was to others.

"Miss Song, don't you think so?" Qiandai asked with a smile.

She walked to the table and sat down.

Song Shuanghan shook her head, her long eyelashes hiding the grief in her eyes.

"I am used to it……"

She walked to the window and pushed it open.

The night breeze was blowing, and the cool wind made her hair messy. Song Hanshuang left immediately and put her hair back into place.

Seeing her like this, Qian Dai said calmly, "There are only you and me here. You don't have to worry so much about your image."

Song Shuanghan put down his hand awkwardly: "...This is also a habit."

This was the result of Zuiyin Pavilion's years of training. Whenever she received customers in the past, she had to ensure that she showed her best side to those dignitaries.

So much so that I have forgotten that this is just an ordinary conversation...

Song Shuanghan forced a smile and spoke sincerely.

"Frosty thanks the young lady for what happened today."

Qian Dai waved her hand nonchalantly:

"You're welcome. I'm kind by nature, and my greatest pleasure is helping others."

Song Hanshuang couldn't help but smile, and even the plum blossom on her forehead became lively.

I don't know what he was thinking about, the smile on his face disappeared, he hesitated for a moment, and slowly spoke:

"Actually...I envy the girl."

Song Shuanghan looked at Qiandai, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

The woman in front of me was not like other women who sat upright. Her posture was lazy, but she had a unique elegance and nobility.

She acts as she pleases, as if no one can restrain her.

This is the life she has always longed to live.

Qiandai tapped the table with her fingers from time to time, and suddenly chuckled: "What the girl envies is not me, but my former self."

Hit the nail on the head.

Song Shuanghan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "How did you know, young lady?"

"Maybe I'm blind, so I really can't notice the obvious nostalgia in your eyes when you look at me." Qiandai joked.

Song Shuanghan felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly: "I didn't expect it to be so obvious."

She hesitated for a while and said, "Miss, please don't think I'm annoying. For so many years, I have only dared to speak my true feelings to you."

Seeing that there was no disgust in Qiandai's eyes, she relaxed and continued:

"Back then, I was also the daughter of an aristocratic family, but my father was convicted and the whole family was implicated. I was sold to Zuiyin Pavilion before I even reached the age of marriage. At first, I was also full of pride and refused to obey, but later, Zuiyin Pavilion always used various means to make you surrender..."

Song Shuanghan's eyes dimmed, and he smiled bitterly: "After they forced me to receive a customer once, I could no longer control this body."

Qiandai listened quietly, neither saying anything to comfort her nor sharing her indignation.

Song Shuanghan was very grateful for this listening. At this moment, she discarded her disguised shell and poured out all the words that had been pent up in her heart.

When Song Shuanghan finally sent Qiandai away from the door, he said gently but firmly: "Thank you for listening to my nonsense today, young lady. I will definitely repay you if I have the chance."

Qian Dai placed her index finger in front of her lips and said in a very domineering manner: "I told you that you don't need to thank me. This is an insult to my noble character. I don't want to hear it for the third time."

Song Shuanghan couldn't help laughing and smiled: "Okay, Shuanghan will listen to you, young lady."

Qiandai was satisfied and prepared to leave.

Song Hanshuang stared at Qiandai's back as she left. Suddenly, an impulse surged in her heart, and she called out to her:

"Girl, can I ask you one last question--"

"What's the point of me living like this?"

Qian Dai paused, without turning back, and spoke slowly:

"Song Hanshuang, whether you are lowly or not is not something that can be defined by others."

"With light in your heart and roots under your feet, flowers will bloom everywhere."

When he heard the last sentence, Song Shuanghan's eyes became moist and his heart suddenly felt lighter.

I felt like my stagnant soul came back to life.

She laughed softly, her voice a little hoarse:

"Thank you girl."

"No need." Qiandai simply said these two words and left.

……

Not long after Qiandai left, Song Shuanghan suddenly realized that the suffocating fragrance in the room had been completely blown away by the wind.

-

Qian Dai came downstairs and looked around, only to find that Xie Yuwei had disappeared...

[777, can you survey and see where Xie Yuwei is now? ]

[Okay, Dai Dai! ]

[I see. He is now in the teahouse opposite Zuiyin Pavilion.]

Qiandai stepped out of Zuiyin Pavilion and upon hearing this, she glanced towards the second floor of the teahouse inadvertently.

Sure enough, I saw a white figure.

The step she was about to take made a half circle and changed direction.

Leave in the opposite direction of the palace.

Xie Yuwei, who was in the teahouse, saw the direction she left, and her pretty eyebrows furrowed, with a moment of disappointment in her eyes.

Turns out it wasn't him...

-

Qiandai walked into an alley and couldn't help but complain in her heart.

This Xie Yuwei is really cunning. If she hadn't used more tricks than he had eaten, she would have really been tricked by him.

[777, is he gone? ]

[Without Dai Dai, he is still in the teahouse. ]

Qiandai smiled coolly.

Haha, she decided to make things difficult for Xie Yuwei after she returned.

Qiandai continued to walk deeper into the alley, intending to wait for Xie Yuwei to leave before returning the same way.

The night was gloomy, and the cold moon in the sky was blocked by a few dark clouds.

The alley was dark, and Qiandai walked calmly and confidently, becoming the only bright spot in the alley.

Suddenly, a large black shadow pounced towards Qiandai. She kept her expression unchanged and dodged quickly.

The black shadow missed, but because of his agility, he managed to stop, use the momentum of his footsteps to rush forward again.

Qiandai originally wanted to dodge, but this thing was like having fire wheels under its feet and it was extremely fast.

She was unable to avoid him and was entangled by him.

"It smells so good..."

The man on her body was like a large dog, lying on Qiandai, rubbing her white jade-like neck greedily.

Qiandai smelled the strong smell of blood on him, and with a look of disgust, she pulled him away from her body and threw him to the ground mercilessly.

The man happened to fall to the ground and hit his head on the ground, and passed out.

Qiandai walked over and kicked him in the face with her toes to confirm that the guy was indeed unconscious, then began to look down at him.

Although the alley was pitch black, she could still vaguely see the man's sharp features and alternative clothing with the little light and shadow.

He is not from Linzhao...

【Xiao 77, who is he? 】

Qiandai had a hunch that this man must be an important character in the original plot.