" 8th sister-in-law, what do you busy yourself with in your leisure time?" Mo Jingxuan asked inadvertently.
"Busy, can't really say it that way, when I'm idle I usually just look at the Nüshu, read the five Buddhist scripts, occasionally take care of the flowers, and then learn embroidering or something." Qu Tan'er thought for a moment, faintly replied back.
(Nüshu, is a syllabic script derived from Chinese characters that was used exclusively among women in Jiangyong County in Hunan province of southern China. Nüshu has been included in the Unicode Standard since June 2017)
"Oh, the habits of the 8th sister-in-law are really different." After Mo Jingxuan finished, he became silent again. He couldn't bear this question and answer interaction, even more couldn't stand Qu Tan'er's answers, whether in tone or att.i.tude, she seemed to be too cautious.
"w.a.n.g Ye likes to paint?" Qu Tan'er asked softly. In fact, what she wanted to say was when will he finish painting >.> she really wants to go back.
"Yeah."
"What kind of painting does w.a.n.g Ye like to paint?" As if she could ever care about what he likes, never mention standing by and watching him paint. He is not tired when sitting and painting but she stands beside him, watching him and she feels her displeasure is slowly building up.
"What I'm painting right now."
"Then the painting of w.a.n.g Ye should be nearly finished, wouldn't it be better to get something to eat and then continue the painting later ?"
"Is not."
"w.a.n.g Ye should be thirsty then, why not have a cup of tea?"
"Need not. "
" w.a.n.g Ye have been sitting for a while now and should be tired, isn't it better to take a rest? "
" Not tired. "
" That ...... 14th younger brother, tea is overflowing from your cup. "Qu Tan'er just said half the sentence, then turned her head, looking toward Mo Jingxuan who had his mouth wide opened. While pouring tea, he looked at their interaction and unconsciously poured too much tea into his cup.
"Eh!? Oh!" Mo Jingxuan was startled and immediately returned to his senses, putting the teapot down.
"w.a.n.g..."
"Reporting to w.a.n.g Ye, Lady Yun has arrived."
Qu Taner's hasn't finished half a word when the announcement at the door was made.
"En, let her in." Mo Liancheng glanced at Qu Tan'er, then his eyes turned to the door, only a glance, and no longer paid much attention.
After a while, outside the door, a young woman walked in. She was dressed to the nines with a conspicuous makeup. With every step she takes, her waist and limbs would swing with the wind, a smile so sweet that honey could be dripped out of it was hanged on her face.
"Greetings to w.a.n.g Ye, greetings to 14th w.a.n.g Ye." Lady Yun said while walking into the study room. After greeting Mo Liancheng and Mo Jingxua, her sight turned to Qu Tan'er, flas.h.i.+ng a bit of darkness deep in her eyes but she immediately lowered her head and hid her line of sight.
"Is there something?" Mo Liancheng did not look up, just asked faintly.
"Replying to w.a.n.g Ye, this concubine has not seen w.a.n.g Ye for many days, so I got worried. I hope w.a.n.g Ye will not be surprised if this concubine comes unasked today." Lady Yun replied smiling pitifully, twisting her waist and walking toward Mo Liancheng.
"..." Qu Tan'er squinted her eyes, incredulously staring at Yun Youlian's behavior, catching every change, every expression on her face, not wanting to miss anything.
(Yun YouLian: is the name of this Lady Yun)
Wow, this woman, this posture... that waist, is about to be broken, still she keeps on shaking and twisting?
This woman, though beautiful, but too vulgar, even her laugh is too fake, people can't help but feel like it's too dazzling, if the servant at the door has not shouted "Lady Yun", I really would have doubted whether this Yun is from a prost.i.tution house.
"En." Mo Liancheng smiled faintly. No matter what the answer was, his att.i.tude has always been plain and faint. Even if he replied, he would not say lots of words.
"w.a.n.g Ye, you haven't had breakfast yet?" Yun Youlian twisted her waist walking to the side of Mo Liancheng. Her eyes swept the snacks on the table while showing a look of disgust: "Ya, w.a.n.g Ye, you should not eat this kind of thing for breakfast. Fortunately, this concubine was already prepared. This lily porridge is what I have personally made for you. You can taste it and see if it suits your taste."