Hun Xiu's Unexpected Delight
Queen Mother of the West's tears left Hun Xiu at a complete loss. Clearly, he was the one who had suffered the greater grievance.
He was the one who ought to have been crying, so why had Queen Mother of the West started crying instead? All the words he had prepared to demand an explanation caught in his throat! He did not know how to begin, nor did he know what to say! Hun Xiu was softhearted by nature and simply could not bear to see others cry, especially a beauty—a woman weeping like rain upon pear blossoms, so delicate and pitiful that anyone who saw her would ache for her.
Just like now.
Queen Mother of the West was crying so sorrowfully that Hun Xiu had no idea what to do.
Should he comfort her?
He truly was not very good with words! If she had been his woman, then admitting fault would have been no problem. But he and Queen Mother of the West did not seem to have any sort of relationship, did they? If they had to be said to have one, it could only be a friendship formed after infiltrating the enemy's ranks! Hun Xiu tried approaching Queen Mother of the West, crouching beside her as he comforted her. "Fellow Daoist, stop crying. It would be a shame if you cried your face all blotchy."
The hand he extended was slapped away by Queen Mother of the West. She sobbed, "Don't touch me!"
"I..."
For a moment, Hun Xiu had no idea what he should do.
He looked around.
They were still in the grand hall where they had been drinking. Hun Xiu thought to himself, *Queen Mother of the West really knows how to play. I know I'm handsome, but