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Chapter 155: Hard shell soft interior
4 Comments / Flower Stealing Master / By Goblin / June 21, 2022
In that instant, Song Qingshu’s anger dissipated, and he became a little absent-minded. The cause was that Dongfang Bubai was actually wearing women’s clothes. She was wearing a Hanfu consisting of a purplish-red robe as the upper garment with a red long skirt as the lower garment. There was an ornamental silk belt wound around her narrow waist. (G: Hanfu is a traditional Chine*se dress.)
Song Qingshu knew that Dongfang Bubai had been active in wulin for decades, therefore, he expected her to be quite mature, but on that pretty face, he couldn’t detect the traces of time at all. On the contrary, she looked like a… seventeen or eighteen years old girl! She seemed to be the very picture of— “Flower-like beauty, with eyebrows like distant mountains”.
Song Qingshu looked at her carefully— her hair fell down her waist like a waterfall coming down the mountain, her cheeks were reddish, like a blooming hibiscus, her skin was smooth, with a healthy glow. She was born with a beautiful and charming appearance.
“If you look at This Seat with those lustful eyes again, This Seat will scoop out your eyeballs.” Noticing Song Qingshu’s expression, Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, then turned and walked towards the hut. (G: This Seat is similar to the address This Palace.)
“I’ve never seen you wearing women’s clothes before.” Song Qingshu walked after her with a bright expression, “Who would have thought that Dongfang Bubai, who shook the world of wulin, was actually such a beautiful and charming girl.”
“Put away such paltry tricks to deceive little girls.” Dongfang Bubai gave him a displeased look, and sat down to continue her embroidery.
Song Qingshu walked through the door and saw several transparent sheets of cloth hanging in the room, embroidered with several traditional ladies of different expressions. He also spotted several embroidered brocade cushions on the chairs.
Song Qingshu couldn’t help but be amazed. Finally, he noticed the collection of girly clothes surrounding him. He hesitated for a while, but still asked, “Miss Dongfang, these Hanfu are really beautiful, with bright colors and graceful style, but it is really inconvenient to use for fighting.”
“I like it.” Dongfang Bubai glanced at him, and her attention returned to the embroidered figure of the lady on the silk cloth.
‘I heard that there were no underwear in Hanfu in ancient times…’ Song Qingshu hesitated for a long time, but decided to swallow this sentence back.
“Did Kangxi send you here?” Dongfang Bubai asked indifferently.
“Can’t I just be worried about my friend and come to help?” Song Qingshu felt that it was necessary to make Dongfang Bubai feel that she owed him favor instead of letting Kangxi pick the peaches.
“We are friends?” Dongfang Bubai said disapprovingly.
“Of course we are!” Song Qingshu’s face was already thicker than a city wall, his eyes widened and he said with an innocent expression, “Didn’t you save me just now?”
“I just wanted to watch you suffer a little bit, and it was also a revenge for that incident on the outskirts of the capital.” Thinking of how he was rolling around in mud just now, a smile appeared on Dongfang Bubai’s lips, “It’s a pity that you didn’t dodge in the end, It made my sense of revenge diminish too much.”
“And so, you were still reluctant to let me die…” Noticing Dongfang Bubai’s expression turning cold, Song Qingshu immediately changed the subject, “How is your injury?”
“Last time someone boasted that he wanted to be the man of This Seat, but now he doesn’t dare to mention it?” Dongfang Bubai flicked her fingertips, and the embroidery needle shot into the silk cloth sheet on the opposite side, completing the last stroke of embroidery in the lady’s figure.
“The main reason is that you are too thin-skinned. If I mentioned it again, you may want to die together with me. Anyways, I came here to help you deal with Ren Woxing, not to commit a couple’s suic*ide.” Song Qingshu sneered.
“Ren Woxing?” Dongfang Bubai seemed to be reminiscing about the past, and finally shook her head, “If you came to help me deal with Ren Woxing, you can go back. Although his “Cosmic Absorbing Power” is regarded as a top tier martial arts skill, It’s a pity that it is still nothing great in the eyes of This Seat.”
“If it was before, of course you won’t need to be afraid. But you suffered an internal injury in that duel with Feng Qingyang last time. I guessed that you couldn’t recover so quickly, so I came to fight for your side.” Song Qingshu said quickly.
“Alright, if you stay here, you can help me deal with some wandering intruders, lest they get in the way of my recovery.” Dongfang Bubai wanted to refuse as usual. But she didn’t know why, an ominous feeling surged up in her heart, so she hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
Song Qingshu was originally worried that Dongfang Bubai would be too proud and disdainful to ask for his help. But seeing her agree so easily, he was overjoyed, “Haha, if you and I join forces, even if that Ren Woxing has three heads and six arms, he wouldn’t be able to do a thing.”
Dongfang Bubai didn’t bother to pay attention to his nonsense, she took out an embroidery needle from the box beside her, and began to embroider on another blank silk sheet.
“There’s a question I’ve always wanted to ask you. Back then, when you seized the position of cult master from Ren Woxing, why didn’t you just kill him directly, but lock him underground in the West Lake, causing today’s disaster.”
“Why did I not kill him? It is one of the biggest secrets of This Seat” Dongfang Bubai turned around and smiled, “Would you like to know?”
“I do!” Song Qingshu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
“Unfortunately, I don’t want to tell you.” Dongfang Bubai turned a blind eye, and all her thoughts were placed on the opposite sheet again.
“Miss Dongfang, you’ve learned to be a bully.” Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. But he didn’t get angry. Instead, he was a little happy. He didn’t expect that she would make such a cold joke.
Dongfang Bubai continued to ignore him, her hands swayed, the flying needle moved according to her will, and the outline of another lady gradually emerged on the silk sheet.
Song Qingshu looked bored, and suddenly thought of a question, “Miss Dongfang, do you know if there is someone named Yang Lianting on the Blackwood Cliff?” He asked while the fire of gossip burned bright in his eyes. (G: Yang Lianting was the original Dongfang Bubai’s lover.)
With a snap, the thread in Dongfang Bubai’s hand snapped. She turned around and stared at Song Qingshu with a cold light in her eyes, “Where did you hear that name?”
Seeing her reacting so seriously, Song Qingshu sighed in his heart, ‘Could it be that she really has a relationship with Yang Lianting?’ Thinking of that, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
“I forgot where I heard it.”
Dongfang Bubai remained silent for a while, then said, “He is already dead.”
“How did he die?” Song Qingshu asked curiously and thought, ‘If they don’t have Yang Lianting, the prime hostage to distract Dongfang Bubai, aren’t they all doomed to die?’
“I killed him.” Dongfang Bubai calmly spoke.
“What?” Song Qingshu was taken aback, but unfortunately the other party refused to say any more words, so he could only whisper, “Your matters are really messed up!”
As if reminded by him, Dongfang Bubai raised her head and said, “By the way, it’s not right for you, an outsider, to stay in the cult. You might cause them to be more cautious. So you should pretend to be someone else.”
“Who should I pretend to be?” Song Qingshu asked blankly.
“Yang Lianting.” Dongfang Bubai spoke as if it was natural.
“That pimp?” Song Qingshu thought of the image of Yang Lianting in the original book, and suddenly felt disgusted, and quickly refused: “Absolutely not!”
“Why?” Dongfang Bubai asked suspiciously.
“This is a matter of principle, and there will be no negotiation on this matter.” Song Qingshu shook his hands like a rattle.