Inside the room, Miss Yun's figure is upright, outside the window is a dense downpour, washing the window frames.
The lady frequently checks her reflection in the makeup mirror.
Behind Yun Qian, Xu Chang'an assists Miss Yun with applying some rouge, reflecting on some casual questions Yun Qian had asked about Zhu Pingniang earlier, his expression strange.
Finally, as Yun Qian lightly presses her lips against the lip paper to finish, Xu Chang'an can't help but speak up.
"Miss, why are you suddenly interested in Senior Zhu?"
This is really unreasonable.
You must know, given Miss Yun's nature, even knowing she is to attend Zhu Pingniang's banquet, she wouldn't be this attentive.
Applying rouge could be understood as wanting to look nice for a boat outing with me.
But constantly inquiring about Zhu Pingniang is completely odd, so much so that Xu Chang'an feels Miss Yun's makeup is all for Senior Zhu.
