That evening, Song Qingshu went to visit the Huo Qingtong and Kasili sisters, while Yuan Ziyi and Zhou Zhiruo had a heart-to-heart talk together.
Yuan Ziyi had initially been somewhat afraid of her. After all, Zhou Zhiruo was both her senior sister and the principal wife, which naturally made her feel a step lower.
Yet throughout their conversation, Zhou Zhiruo was remarkably gentle. Yuan Ziyi gradually relaxed, and the smiles on her face grew more frequent.
The two women undressed and squeezed onto the bed, whispering secrets to each other. As they grew closer, Zhou Zhiruo took the opportunity to ask, "Sister Ziyi, what do you think of Qingshu?"
Yuan Ziyi answered instinctively, "Brother Song can bring peace to the realm with his pen and conquer nations with his martial arts. He treats others kindly, and he is still so young. He truly is an extraordinary man." She silently added, Aside from being a little too lustful.
Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile, "Just keep praising him. As far as I'm concerned, he's nothing but a lecherous scoundrel."
Yuan Ziyi agreed with that deeply, and the two women immediately exchanged countless insights on the subject.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly asked, "Sister Ziyi, how about we truly become sisters?"
Yuan Ziyi jumped in fright, her face instantly flushing scarlet. She hurriedly waved her hands. "Senior Sister, please don't misunderstand. There's nothing between Brother Song and me."
"Is that so? Then why did I hear that that bastard saw you naked several times?" Zhou Zhiruo asked with a teasing smile.
Yuan Ziyi's cheeks burned. "That... that was an accident. He was only trying to save me."
Zhou Zhiruo laughed. "All right, all right. You don't need to explain. We've both been there. I understand."
After a pause, she continued, "Actually, you needn't worry.