This is just right, this is the best.
She is just a small character; it's best if Yun Qian turns away and forgets about her, so Liu Qingluo can be at ease when she returns, and have a good night's sleep.
Liu Qingluo couldn't help but feel a bit bitter.
When Yun Qian asked her how the scenery was, she thought it would be more normal to ask if she liked Xu Chang'an.
But when Yun Qian really acted normally, it was like putting her on a fire... no matter what she said, it wouldn't be right.
It's fortunate that Yun Qian is not a mundane person; if she were like those jealous women in the mortal world, Liu Qingluo wouldn't know what to do.
But, speaking of which—
The woman whom the young master adores so much, both body and soul, should be perfect.
Perfection is an abstract concept, but looking at Yun Qian in front of her, with slightly disheveled clothes, an unadorned face, and a simple low ponytail, Liu Qingluo thought Yun Qian was perfection itself.
