Chapter 232: Still Crying? What’s There to Cry About…

*Thud.*

When she heard the name “Jiang Qing,” the teacup in Sikong Wangxing’s hand fell. Tea spilled onto the tabletop, slowly spreading across it.

A maid named Xiao Fang quickly grabbed a cloth to wipe it up, preventing the tea from dripping and staining the guest’s clothes.

“Sister Wang Xing, are you feeling unwell?”

Zhu Ling also hurriedly grabbed Sikong Wangxing’s small hand to check her pulse, having already forgotten that she was currently disguised as a man.

“I… I am fine…”

Sikong Wangxing’s eyes wavered as she slightly lowered her head.

Seeing this sickly girl with lowered eyes, her expression full of heart-wrenching disappointment, Xiao Fang and the senior attendant of the Spring Breeze Tower didn’t know what to do for a moment.

In the eyes of this mature senior attendant, this girl from outside the city definitely had some sort of relationship with Young Master Lin.

In her heart, she had already concocted a backstory where this sickly girl and Young Master Lin were childhood sweethearts.

In the end, because Young Master Lin was too poor and hadn’t attained any official rank, the two were forced apart.

Despondent, Young Master Lin left that town of heartbreak and came to Luo City. This girl never expected that upon arriving in Luo City, she would encounter her childhood sweetheart again.

Thus, she followed Young Master Lin into this place of the Mortal World, wanting to see how he was faring.

This was why the senior attendant of Spring Breeze Tower said those things to Sikong Wangxing; she wanted to tell her that although Young Master Lin frequented such places, he only appreciated the dancing and nothing more.

Telling her about the girl named Jiang Qing was also to prevent this girl from falling deeper into her feelings, lest she waste her life.

Because almost everyone believed that Young Master Lin would not take a concubine.

Furthermore, even if Young Master Lin really were to take a concubine, this girl surely came from a prestigious Family. How could her Family ever allow her to be a secondary wife?

“Sigh… one can only say they are destined to meet but not to be together; fate toys with people.” The mature senior attendant, having imagined countless plotlines, couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. “They are clearly a well-matched pair, what a pity, what a pity.”

“Guests, if you need anything, please call us.”

Skilled at reading people, the senior attendant knew she should let the girl think and have some peace, so she bowed and led Xiao Fang away.

“Sister Wang Xing.”

Holding Sikong Wangxing’s small hand, Zhu Ling looked at her Pale face with eyes full of heartache, but Zhu Ling simply didn’t know what had happened.

It seemed like everything was because that man’s wife was named “Jiang Qing”?

But what did that have to do with Sister Wang Xing?

Could it be that Sister Wang Xing liked him?

That’s impossible; Sister Wang Xing shouldn’t have even met him before, right?

“I’m fine, Xiao Ling. I’ve made you worry.” Taking a deep breath, Sikong Wangxing’s chest heaved slightly.

Raising her head, the young woman’s eyes once again looked toward the back of Lin Xun, who was still talking and laughing at the table in front.

So… it really is him.

In truth, she should have known long ago. Because of the existence of the Qingtian Xuannü Technique, her meeting Young Master Lin was no accident, but a destiny ordained by Karma.

All of this was the Qingtian Xuannü Technique creating opportunities for her, wanting her to cultivate feelings with Young Master Lin.

But what was the use of this?

Before entering the Spring Breeze Tower, Young Master Lin saw me but ignored me. Wasn’t that because he didn’t want to have anything more to do with me?

It’s not Young Master Lin’s fault.

It’s all my fault.

I already knew Young Master Lin’s intentions; we were supposed to be like strangers, yet because of my own selfishness, I forced myself to follow him in to take a look.

I wanted to follow him in to see, but wasn’t that also because of a strange possessiveness in my heart, not wanting Young Master Lin to frequent such places of pleasure?

I didn’t want to see Young Master Lin involved with women of the demimonde.

I even wanted to see Young Master Lin just one more time. If it really was him, then even if I only saw him from afar, seeing a different side of his life would be enough.

But what right do I have…

Thinking of this, Wang Xing’s eyes couldn’t help but mist over, and her heart felt as if it were being gnawed by ten thousand ants.

Not far away, Lin Xun felt that gaze from behind. Although he didn’t see it, he didn’t dare to look back.

But for some reason, Lin Xun felt the guilt in his heart growing, along with a great deal of self-reproach.

Lin Xun could even sense Sikong Wangxing’s sadness and disappointment.

And all of it was because of him; he felt like a scumbag.

Lin Xun felt that if he wasn’t guessing wrong, it was because the emotions in Wang Xing’s heart were too intense, and then, due to the Qingtian Xuannü Technique, those emotions were faintly transmitted to him.

“But I didn’t do anything. Could it be because I was watching other women dance that Wang Xing felt uncomfortable?”

“That’s not right either; she was fine just now. Why did Wang Xing suddenly become so sad?”

“And she shouldn’t have recognized me.”

“No, I can’t stay here any longer. I’d better leave.”

Lin Xun stood up, deciding he had to leave.

“Everyone, I suddenly remembered I have some matters at home. I’ll take my leave now.” Lin Xun stood up; he really couldn’t stay any longer.

“Eh? So soon? Is that all the dancing you’re watching today?” Old Sun was somewhat confused.

“That’s enough for today.” Old Wang patted Old Sun’s shoulder, giving him a look that men understand.

“In that case, Old Lin, we’re heading to the great grasslands to watch the animal kingdom too. Take care, Old Lin.”

“Everyone, mind your health.”

Lin Xun cupped his hands in a salute and turned to leave. Old Sun and the others didn’t plan on writing poetry anymore either; they went to the fourth floor to ‘watch TV’.

Because Lin Xun had to pass by Sikong Wangxing’s position to go downstairs, he held his head high and quickened his pace, pretending not to see her.

But when she saw Lin Xun stand up, Sikong Wangxing’s eyes were fixed on him.

However, as Lin Xun drew closer and closer to Sikong Wangxing, the girl lowered her head and turned away, as if terrified that Lin Xun would discover her.

“Don’t look down! Don’t look down! Don’t look down!”

As he drew nearer to Sikong Wangxing, Lin Xun’s ‘Emperor’s Engine’ started up again!

Lin Xun had a feeling that if he looked down and saw Sikong Wangxing’s disappointed and sad appearance, his defenses would definitely crumble!

In the end, Lin Xun indeed did not look down and brushed past Sikong Wangxing.

Lin Xun’s footsteps grew distant behind the girl. She bit her lip hard, and the tears held in her eyes finally gathered into droplets.

Finally, the girl couldn’t hold them back, and the teardrops fell.

But just as the girl turned her head to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes—

With a *thud*, a pot of wine landed on the table.

That scumbag sighed and sat down quite unceremoniously.

“Cry, cry, cry. Your constitution is so weak, yet you’re still crying. What’s there to cry about? It’s annoying.”