Qin Qianlu's lips unconsciously curved upwards slightly, forming a faint smile.
Her smile was like a peach blossom quietly blooming in spring, gentle and romantic, yet subtly carrying a touch of girlish shyness.
Her eyebrows were curved, like two clear crescent moons in the night sky, and her eyes shimmered like limpid autumn water.
Reflected in the hazy moonlight outside the window, it was filled with deep gratitude for Feng Qingyun.
She said softly, "Rainbow Dash, it's probably hard to find someone as considerate as you in this world."
With you by my side, I feel like I have the most solid and reliable support, and my heart is filled with a deep sense of security.
A gentle breeze, like an invisible, tender hand, brushed past her, stirring the strands of hair by her ear.
The strands of hair shimmered faintly in the moonlight, like twinkling stars.
Qin Qianluo lowered her eyes slightly, her long, thick eyelashes casting small shadows under her eyes, fluttering gently like butterfly wings, as if telling of her inner turmoil and contemplation.
Her hands unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, and the carefully embroidered patterns on the skirt gradually became wrinkled under her rubbing, as if they too were saddened by this complicated emotion.
After a long period of contemplation, her delicate lips, as tender as cherry blossom petals, parted slightly, her voice tinged with worry, as if mixed with wisps of sorrow.
"But this matter really can't be rushed. My parents still know nothing about the relationship between me and Sister Su."
They certainly expected me to follow the established path of society, find a suitable partner, and live a peaceful and prosperous life.
How easy is it to get them to accept my relationship with Sister Su, which transcends societal barriers?
The slightest mistake could trigger intense family conflicts, plunging the family atmosphere into a tense vortex.
It might put Sister Su in an extremely awkward situation in front of my family, and cause her to suffer unwarranted neglect.
Furthermore, rumors and gossip spread like willow catkins, and ordinary people love to make wild guesses and are keen to spread all kinds of rumors.
Once our relationship is exposed, even if only a whisper is leaked, Sister Su will be as vulnerable as a small boat adrift.
They were instantly swept into a turbulent vortex of public opinion and subjected to unwarranted accusations and criticisms.
Those harsh words were like gleaming, sharp blades, ready to mercilessly pierce her heart at any moment.
At this point, Qin Qianluo slowly raised her head, and the gentleness in her eyes instantly turned into an unwavering light.
Like stars twinkling in the cold night, radiating unwavering determination and resolve, "I think I must first investigate and eliminate these potential threats that could harm her."
I must solemnly express my feelings to her again; only then can I be at ease and ensure she suffers the slightest injustice.
Beyond the carved window lattice, the moonlight, like water, poured down, resembling a layer of silvery-white gauze, gently covering all things in the world.
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's plan, Feng Qingyun responded helplessly, her voice trailing off with endless resignation.
Like a faint sigh, it slowly dissipated in the quiet air.
She subconsciously bit her lower lip, leaving a faint mark on her pink lips from her pearly teeth, much like a delicate flower petal in spring being gently caressed by a light rain, adding a touch of pitifulness.
"I wonder if Su Jinyun will be able to live to see that day," she muttered to herself.
A trace of worry unconsciously crept into his eyes, like a dark cloud drifting across the sky. "If they keep going back and forth like this, what a pity it would be if they missed each other."
As she spoke, her eyes darted around, sparkling like two dazzling black gems, gleaming with a cunning and lively light.
An idea instantly came to mind: "If all else fails, I'll subtly remind Su Jinyun when she enters the space."
At least let her know Luo Bao's feelings, so she won't keep waiting in vain.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyun couldn't help but sigh, put her hands behind her back like a little adult, leaned back slightly, and swayed her head left and right.
Her long, black hair swayed gently with her movements, and the glass hair ornaments in her hair collided with each other, making a crisp and melodious sound, as if playing a unique piece of music.
At this moment, her face was filled with an arrogant expression that said "I can't do without you," as if proudly declaring that the direction of the two people's relationship depended entirely on her.
Meanwhile, inside the slowly moving carriage, Su Jinyun listened to Qin Qianluo's innermost thoughts.
The unease and panic that had been lingering in her heart vanished instantly, like morning mist meeting the rising sun, replaced by a surging wave of joy.
The fingers, which had been unconsciously clenched due to slight tension, slowly relaxed, and the slight sweat on the palms disappeared instantly.
Qianluo likes him and is thinking about arranging everything properly before solemnly expressing her feelings.
This discovery made Su Jinyun both angry and amused, although Qin Qianluo's actions were somewhat silly and even clumsy.
But this careful and cherished feeling was like a warm ray of sunshine, warming her heart, dispelling all the gloom, and filling her heart with sweetness and emotion.
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