She's a thousand-year-old demon, either cultivating or on the path to cultivation. Facing a bottleneck in her cultivation, she decided to go out and relax, where she coincidentally met a system...
That day, while Ning Qing was having dinner, someone delivered an invitation.
Ning Qing asked Huan'er to read it aloud. Huan'er looked at it for a while, and her eyes lit up with joy. She said to Ning Qing with her eyes shining.
"Master, it is the eldest young master who has invited you to a gathering at Yaoyue Tower."
When no one is around, Huan'er calls Ning Qing "Young Master," but now that five beauties have moved into the West Courtyard, there are too many people and too much chatter, so she can only call Ning Qing "Master." Huan'er is unwilling to call Ning Qing "Miss."
In Huan'er's heart, the young master was a proper man, and calling him "young lady" was a great insult to him.
Ning Qing silently asked the system in her mind, "Little cat, what was the relationship between the original owner's older brother and the original owner?"
System: "Host, the original owner's family was harmonious and happy, which is why the original owner voluntarily disguised himself as a woman to marry in place of his sister."
"Host, are you going to meet the original owner's elder brother?"
"I originally thought it was because we didn't get along that they were offering themselves up for a beating, while those who were on good terms with each other wouldn't stand a chance."
Ning Qing's face showed a lack of interest.
"A good relationship, isn't that just what suits your nature, host?"
When did a lazy host become so eager to slap someone in the face? Could it be that the host has been possessed by something strange?
"Oh... I don't know what my attribute is. Little cat, tell me what my attribute is."
Ning Qing said casually.
"...I remember I have other things to do, goodbye host."
The system finished speaking and left. It wasn't that it was cowardly; it just didn't want to have a conflict with its host. Yes, that's exactly it.
Ning Qing leisurely finished her breakfast and then asked Huan'er to prepare the carriage so she could go to the appointment.
Huan'er agreed and hurriedly turned and walked out, her speed much faster than usual.
An hour later, Ning Qing, wearing a veiled hat, got off the carriage, entered the Yaoyue Tower, and went straight to the Lanya Room on the second floor.
A servant-like man stood at the entrance of the private room. Upon seeing Huan'er beside Ning Qing, he immediately came forward with a grin.
“Sister Huan’er, who is this…?”
He looked at Ning Qing, who was wearing a veil, and was unsure of his identity. Huan'er was the younger sister who had accompanied the young master to his marriage, but looking at the person dressed as a woman in front of him, he wanted to deny that this was his young master. He couldn't imagine what his young master would look like in women's clothing.
"Is the eldest young master inside?"
Huan'er was initially happy to see Fu Tian, but she was unhappy that he didn't recognize the young master, so she ignored him.
"Here I am".
Fukuda noticed that Huan'er's attitude towards him wasn't as familiar as before, and knew that his hesitation had upset her, so he touched his face.
"Young master, please come inside. The eldest young master is waiting for you."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran to open the door.
Ning Qing entered the private room and saw a worried-looking young man in blue sitting at the table.
He heard the door open, looked up, and saw Ning Qing's attire, clearly startled for a moment.
Ning Qing removed her veil, revealing a handsome face, and smiled slightly at the young man in blue.
The moment the young man in blue saw Ning Qing's face and saw that he was dressed in women's clothing, his eyes instantly reddened. He quickly stood up, walked over, and put his hands on Ning Qing's shoulders.
There was a slight sob in his throat.
“Little brother, I’m sorry to have wronged you. I should have insisted that Father break off the engagement back then. It was my fault.”
After speaking, he glanced at Ning Qing's women's dress again, his eyes filled with guilt.
"Forehead……".
This move completely baffled Ning Qing.
"I'm fine, brother, you don't need to blame yourself."
Ning Qing's words only brought tears to the eyes of the young man in blue.
Ningqing...
Is this guy made of water?!