“Young Master Gu, Qianhua is already waiting for you in her boudoir~ Hurry on up.” Wang Lingniang gracefully walked to Gu Wangchen’s side and spoke with a smile.
“Mm, I know, I’ll be right there.”
“Everyone, I’ll take my leave first.” Gu Wangchen set down his wine cup and spoke to those gathered around him.
“Of course, Young Master Gu, go quickly, don’t keep the beauty waiting!”
“Yeah, that’s right!”
Leaving the first floor hall and passing through the back courtyard corridor, Gu Wangchen followed Wang Lingniang to the door of Su Qianhua’s boudoir.
“Young Master Gu, please treat Qianhua well. I watched her grow up…” As they arrived at the courtyard, Wang Lingniang lowered her head, eyes slightly red, tears brimming as if about to fall.
“Mm, I will, Lingniang.” Gu Wangchen gave a faint smile, thinking to himself how well this old procuress could act. Su Qianhua was clearly a little fox spirit who’d run here from Shu two years ago, yet in her words, she had become a precious daughter raised with meticulous care since childhood.
Still, he couldn’t be bothered to expose Wang Lingniang. After all, such publicity wasn’t embarrassing.
Once Wang Lingniang left, Gu Wangchen tidied his clothes, confirmed that the Myriad Phenomena Returning Dust Mirror was still in effect and he still appeared as an “ordinary person,” then gently pushed open the boudoir door.
“He’s gone in, he’s gone in.”
In the courtyard, Sikong Yue, who had been hiding in the bushes observing everything, saw it all.
As the door clicked shut, she rose from the shrubbery, plucked a leaf from her hair, and after making sure no one was around, crouched stealthily by the little pavilion’s wall.
She wasn’t sure why she’d followed along. It was just that after seeing Gu Wangchen’s handsome yet annoying face, her body had moved before she could think.
A bit of self-analysis later, she found her excuse.
It must be that guy played some underhanded trick to force Miss Su to choose him!
She’d seen it herself—what was that poem Gu Wangchen wrote? So coarse and vulgar, and he even wrote “enter the bridal chamber”!
Who does that on the first day they meet?!
At the thought of what might happen inside the pavilion, the girl’s cheeks turned crimson.
She shook her head, refusing to dwell on the contents of those mysterious little picture books she’d once found beneath her senior sisters’ beds. Forcing down her racing heart, she pressed her ear to the wall, eyebrows arched, listening intently.
If there was any cry for help from inside, she’d draw her sword and rush in at once!
Anyone else saying “enter the bridal chamber” might make her laugh it off, but this Gu Wangchen…
He was the kind of person who could blockade the Ba Bridge for over an hour just to catch a fish!
He could absolutely do something as shameless as forcing someone!
At this, the girl drew her sword, slowly straightened up, and reached out to tap the window.
Stepping into the boudoir, Gu Wangchen glanced around at the furnishings.
Layers of light gauze curtains hung from the beams, all a smoky violet hue.
No candles were lit inside, only a few large moonstones gave off a faint, hazy glow, adding an even more intimate atmosphere to the already ambiguous boudoir.
A scent, both orchid-like and musky, curled from a Boshan incense burner in the corner, refreshing yet bewitching.
By the window sat a rare pot of Night-Blooming Epiphyllum, basking in the moonlight.
And the melodious zither music floated from behind the purple gauze.
Following the sound, he saw a stunning woman in violet, wearing a veil, sitting quietly at the table. Her ten fingers danced nimbly across the zither strings.
Gu Wangchen slowly walked to the opposite side of the table, nudged aside the zither stand with his foot, sat cross-legged, and quietly observed Su Qianhua, who was now so close.
Even by his standards, Su Qianhua was a peerless beauty among thousands.
Especially with that thin veil, faintly revealing her features—it seemed she knew how to play the game.
But… he still wanted to see her fox ears and those four fluffy tails after she transformed.
With that thought, he set his plan for later in his mind.
The melody came to an end.
Su Qianhua gently rested her hand on the zither and looked up at Gu Wangchen, her autumn-like eyes full of captivating charm.
“Young Master Gu, Qianhua greets you.”
She rose gracefully and walked over to Gu Wangchen, bowing deeply and revealing a sweep of snowy white.
Not bad.
Gu Wangchen instinctively spread his fingers, comparing in his mind.
Hmm, just a bit more—one hand couldn’t hold them all.
Pulling himself back, he nodded lightly to the beauty and said casually, “Miss Su, as you know, I’m rather plain and not well-versed in all those refined airs.”
He stood up, walked to the couch, pulled aside the light canopy, sat down, and patted the seat beside him.
“Come on, it’s uncomfortable sitting at the table. Let’s talk here on the bed.”
“……”
As soon as he said this, Gu Wangchen could clearly sense a subtle tremor run through the little fox spirit.
Seeing this, the corners of his lips curled up. You think I can’t handle you?
“Miss Su?”
“Ah, yes, of course, Qianhua is coming…”
Su Qianhua took a deep breath, her dainty fist tightening within her sleeve.
After a moment, a seductive glimmer returned to her beautiful violet eyes as she slowly sat beside Gu Wangchen.
A delicate fragrance wafted softly around him.
“Miss Su, before we get down to business, I have a few questions I’d like to ask you.”
“Please, Young Master Gu.” Su Qianhua turned to look at Gu Wangchen, a hint of flirtatious pink flickering in her gaze. Her voice was warm, almost melting.
As their eyes met, Gu Wangchen suddenly felt his mind go fuzzy.
This is…
A warning bell went off inside him. He instinctively bit the tip of his tongue to steady himself.
At the same moment, the Myriad Phenomena Returning Dust Mirror in his arms gave off a faint spiritual glow, sending a cool clarity through his body.
In an instant, his mind cleared.
Heh, not bad, she started off with enchantment. Is this Su Qianhua more impatient than him?
Watching Su Qianhua subtly lean closer, Gu Wangchen gave a cold laugh in his heart, but outwardly let his eyes appear slightly dazed.
When the two were close enough to feel each other’s breath, Su Qianhua smiled sweetly and whispered, “Young Master Gu, what is it you wanted to ask Qianhua~”
Gu Wangchen slurred his words, his smile foolish, “O-of course I wanted to ask Miss Su, w-what about my poem ‘A Gift to the Beauty Su Qianhua’—just what made Miss Su fall for it?”
“Tch…”
Looking at Gu Wangchen, who was clearly under her illusion, Su Qianhua pursed her lips and frowned, a fleeting look of disdain crossing her face.
But the disdain vanished in a blink as she put on her seductive smile once again, tilting her head to bring them even closer.
Leaning to Gu Wangchen’s ear, Su Qianhua breathed softly, her voice enchanting, “Young Master Gu, if I had to say what touched me about your poem, it would of course be…”
“Of course it’s the bridal chamber tonight, isn’t it?”
Just then, Gu Wangchen cut in, his voice no longer stuttering or dull, but laced with a subtle mockery.
What?!
Su Qianhua’s beautiful eyes widened in shock. She jumped back as if shocked by lightning, hands crossed over her chest, heart pounding wildly.
Had he broken her control?
Thinking this, she carefully studied Gu Wangchen, frowning in confusion.
No, his eyes, his expression—he still looked entranced. And she didn’t sense any true qi from him. By all rights, an ordinary person couldn’t possibly break free from her control.
Was it just her imagination?
To be safe, she decided to test him again.
“Young Master Gu, with what you’ve just said… Qianhua truly doesn’t know how to answer~”
She smiled softly, carefully leaning toward Gu Wangchen again—but not as close as before, ensuring there was over a foot of space between them in case of any surprises.
“Don’t know how to answer?” Gu Wangchen stared blankly, mouth stretched in a foolish grin, voice somewhat impatient:
“I know Miss Su feels a bit shy, but that’s alright, let’s just try it for real!”
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