"Whew..."
A barely audible moan drifted faintly from the room.
Qixia True Person stood at the window with her arms folded, listening to the sounds inside. She felt pleased at having taken revenge on Zisu, yet her expression inevitably remained somewhat conflicted.
After all, she kept insisting that whatever Jiang Xian did had nothing to do with her, but deep down she understood perfectly well: Xian'er was her foolish younger self, while she was Xian'er burdened with extraordinary experience and the baggage of an Old Devil.
Xian'er's budding heart had fallen for the incomparably handsome Young Master Xie. That could be explained as youthful ignorance, being led astray by Zisu, or being tricked by Guo Xiaomei. But what had Xian'er actually done? A little kissing and touching left her blushing for ages, whereas she had truly blazed an alternative trail, been held up to sing of a love on which the sun never set, and had not even beaten that damned brat afterward...
Previously, she had thought she was simply keeping her word-even promises made in a fit of madness had to count. But when that damned brat risked himself to block the blade earlier, he had genuinely protected her as a wife with whom he had already consummated his marriage.
She might deny it aloud, but how could she fail to remember that kindness...
"Heh heh heh... So this is a love tribulation? Truly domineering..."
Qixia True Person muttered like someone possessed, seemingly making an offhand joke as an uninvolved observer. But after those words, a hint of conflict still appeared between her brows. She waited like that for a long time. Only after Zisu had received enough punishment did Qixia True Person turn and return to the room, settle her head against the pillow, and prepare to enter