Jiang Jiulu was filled with regret. She had known for a long time that Wen Zhujun was not eating or drinking, but she had never had a proper conversation with her. If she had talked to her earlier, she would have learned more about her and could have said a few more words to the Sixth Young Master today.
What a great opportunity, and we just let it slip away.
Jiang Jiulu was inspired when she saw that Wen Zhujun looked exactly like the real person. While Bai Fujun was looking at Wen Zhujun, she spoke up before Wen Zhujun could.
She looked at Bai Fujun with a smile and said admiringly, "Sixth Young Master, look, doesn't Miss Wen look no different from us? If my Seventh Sister hadn't told you, you would never have known she was made of paper?"
Bai Fujun nodded and said, "That's right. If Seventh Sister hadn't said anything, I would have thought Miss Wen was a normal person. Seventh Sister's Taoist magic is indeed superb."
Wen Zhujun circled around in front of him, even making a gesture resembling a white crane spreading its wings and a black tiger digging out its heart.
The movements were very fluid, without a trace of mechanicality.
Bai Fujun exclaimed, "That's quite clever! Seventh Sister must have put in a lot of effort when she made it, right?"
Yuan Qi chuckled and said, "It's alright, just a bit troublesome. Every detail has to be done well. If there's even one oversight, it's easy to run into problems when using it."
Jiang Jiulu praised, "Anyway, after all these days, I haven't been able to tell that she's made of paper."
Bai Fujun thought of something and asked, "Seventh Sister, not everyone can have a paper body made after they die, right?"
Seeing everyone's curiosity, Yuan Qi replied, "Of course not. Wen Zhujun has a hundred years of cultivation, which allows her to transform her paper-mache body into a physical one, making her appear no different from an ordinary person to outsiders. Others don't have this level of cultivation."
Wen Zhujun wholeheartedly agreed with Yuan Qi's words: "That's right, not everyone can make such a paper body so well. There are very few people with such good skills as Miss Qi."
The waiter brought up the menu. Yuan Qi ordered a few dishes, Jiang Jiulu ordered two dishes, and Bai Fujun ordered a few more, making a total of more than a dozen dishes.
Jiang Jiulu was very happy today, as she was able to exchange a few words with Bai Fujun, and those few words would be enough for her to savor for a long time.
During the meal, Bai Fujun chatted with Wen Zhujun for a long time, asking about matters of the previous dynasty, which Wen Zhujun patiently answered one by one.
Just as everyone was listening with great interest to Wen Zhujun recount her experience of fighting on the battlefield, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Zhujun was closest to the door. As soon as she opened it, she saw Xiang Liyouming standing outside, looking cold and unhappy. After pushing the door open, she went straight to Yuan Qi.
He complained, "Why didn't you invite me when you came out to eat?"
The implication is: Don't you like me anymore? Have you fallen for Bai Fujun?
His resentful gaze made it seem as if Xiangli Youming had been bullied, and bullied terribly at that.
Yuan Qi spread his hands: "Today, it's Sixth Young Master who's treating, not me."
"You're not treating?" Xiangli Youming seemed a little better, as long as Yuan Qi didn't invite other men to dinner.
No, someone invited Yuan Qi to dinner, and she actually gave them face and agreed. Does she even care about me?
"Then you can't come either." Xiangli Youming said solemnly, his expression domineering, and he grabbed Yuan Qi's hand and held it tightly.
Yuan Qi felt that this person had been provoked somewhere and was acting crazy, so he pulled his hand away and said impatiently, "Either come in and eat, or leave. Don't bother us."
These impolite words hurt Xiangli Youming deeply. His tone and expression showed that he had no pity or tenderness towards her whatsoever.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to have dinner with Yuan Qi. He deliberately chose a seat between Yuan Qi and Bai Fujun to separate them and prevent them from getting too close.
Bai Fujun could also see that Xiangli Youming was unhappy, but he was young, not even seventeen years old, and didn't know what love between men and women was, so he naturally couldn't understand Xiangli Youming's feelings.
He let Wen Zhujun continue.
Wen Zhujun could tell that Ninth Master was jealous, in a bad mood, and even wanted to beat someone up.
She didn't say anything, but simply waited to see what would happen.
After Wen Zhujun finished recounting her love-hate relationship with the princess, Bai Fujun sighed with emotion: "The princess is also a person of great affection and righteousness. Knowing that you are a woman, she did not report you to His Majesty. Moreover, the princess has fallen in love with you. Ah, what a beautiful story!"
"When I first heard this story, I couldn't understand why the princess would like a woman. But after hearing it from you today, I realize that you are more valiant than any man on the battlefield, a true heroine. No wonder the princess admires you so much."
Wen Zhujun gained a little fanboy. Although Bai Fujun and Tu Shanli are both unparalleled in appearance, he has no feelings for Bai Fujun and only treats him as a child.
Bai Fujun, on the other hand, was full of admiration, chattering on and on: "General Wen is skilled in both military and civil affairs. I, Bai Fujun, have aspired to be like General Wen since I was a child. Can I ask you questions when I have any questions about my studies?"
Wen Zhujun agreed without hesitation: "Sure, no problem."
Bai Fujun was very excited. He looked at Yuan Qi and said, "Seventh Sister is truly surrounded by hidden talents. I want to visit Seventh Sister often from now on..."
Xiangli Youming was even more displeased upon hearing this. He knew Wen Zhujun's background and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but he didn't expect Bai Fujun to be so infatuated.
In his eyes, Yuan Qi was the most handsome and capable one.
Seeing Bai Fujun's intense gaze, Xiangli Youming worried that if things continued like this, Yuan Qi would fall for Bai Fujun, since Bai Fujun was prettier than him and Yuan Qi liked looking at her.
During this time, Yuan Qi kept staring at Bai Fujun, feeling uneasy.
"Seventh Sister! I have something to say to you." Xiangli Youming stood up, blocking Yuan Qi's view, and spoke in a serious tone.
Since Yuan Qi couldn't see Bai Fujun's face, he had no choice but to look away: "Just say what you have to say."
Xiangli Youming's palms were sweating nervously. He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and said, "I like you, I want to marry you, and I want to get engaged to you!"
Yuan Qi was stunned for a moment, thinking that he must be sick and hallucinating.
She touched her forehead; it was cool, so she didn't have a fever.
Xiangli Youming is only thirteen years old; isn't it inappropriate for him to be engaged already?
She herself was only ten years old. Not to mention that she was too young to get engaged, she had already decided that she would never get married in this life. Xiangli Youming had previously hinted at his idea of getting engaged to her, but Yuan Qi thought he was joking and didn't take it seriously.
She reached out and touched Xiangli Youming's forehead; he didn't have a fever.
Xiangli Youming knew what the other was thinking. He pushed Yuan Qi's hand away and said, "I'm serious. I will marry no one but you in this life. So, will you agree or not?"
That's quite an overbearing tone.
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