Women's Thoughts

Guō Qíng scoffed at Ding Ling's words.

Though she too had been startled by this woman's aloof temperament and otherworldly beauty, she knew that otherwise, Duàn Yì could not possibly have had that kind of relationship with her.

"Duàn Yì, heh, what an intimate way to address him. I thought that in this life, only I could call him that.

Is that why he hid away and refused to see me?"

As she spoke, Guō Qíng's gaze swept around in all directions, as though she hoped to find Duàn Yì hiding in some corner.

To her disappointment, the hall was open on all sides, its furnishings simple yet grand. Everything was visible at a glance; there was nowhere to hide.

Guō Qíng had learned some of Duàn Yì's recent circumstances, as well as the names of women close to him, from her father. Ding Ling was merely one of them.

The two women beside Ding Ling were presumably the Heavenly Demonic Qin Master and Helan Yue'er, who had known Duàn Yì the longest.

Of all the women, the one Guō Qíng found least objectionable was actually Helan Yue'er, because she had been the first to meet Duàn Yì and fall for him.

Thus, back in Hundred Flowers Valley, when she had learned of Helan Yue'er's existence from Eunuch Qiu, though she had felt wronged and awkward, she had still endured it.

Yet what she found even harder to accept was that Duàn Yì's women came one after another. Though it had not quite reached the level of three wives and four concubines, it was not far off.

Thinking of this, Guō Qíng covertly glanced at Yang Yuxia beside her. This Sister Yang had come to know Duàn Yì at around the same time she had. Remembering how Yang Yuxia would