Does the Sword Sect have peach blossoms?
Su Bei frowned, eyeing Dan Wulan suspiciously.
He didn't understand why his always silent and aloof junior sister, who stood quietly behind him, would ask such a baffling question.
But knowing her as I do, there must be some deeper meaning to her words, he thought.
Xiao Ruoching, who had been idly counting the stars, suddenly seemed to think of something. Her eyes paused, and her ears perked up instantly. Glancing out of the corner of her eye at Ninth Uncle's slender, jade-like legs, she crossed her own as if pretending to cultivate.
Her small hand couldn't help but idly draw circles on the thin layer of snow before her.
Seeing Su Bei's confused, furrowed brow, a fleeting shadow of sadness crossed Dan Wulan's heart.
But she quickly cast such distracting thoughts aside.
Senior Brother even remembered how I once begged him to shake peach blossoms for me. How could he not understand the deeper meaning of my words?
