She possessed the innocence of a girl, yet also carried a hint of a young man’s vigor.
His stature, compared to men, wasn’t particularly tall, but when compared to women, he appeared somewhat towering.
And those eyes, bright as the stars.
In their depths lay a touch of compassion, a hint of profundity, and an aura of untouchable majesty.
For a moment, Hua Qianqian felt that this wasn’t the appearance a "person" should have.
Immortal beings in legends, perfect in the Dao, with Yin and Yang harmoniously combined, unfettered by worldly dust, probably looked like this.
"Senior Sister..."
"Senior Sister?"
Only after Mo Hua called twice did Hua Qianqian snap out of her daze.
She immediately pulled out a bunch of clothes from the box, her eyes bright as she looked at Mo Hua, "Junior Brother, try on these clothes now."
Wearing the standard Taoist robe of the Hundred Flower Valley, he already looked like flawless jade, transcendent and otherworldly, beautiful in this way.
What would happen if he put on more exquisite garments?
A monk relies on gold to shine, a person relies on clothes.
Even immortals need impeccable fairy clothes to set them off.
As long as Mo Hua put on these clothes, and let her see, even for just a glance, she would have no regrets.
Mo Hua shook his head vigorously, absolutely refusing.
"No!"
"Just try it on..."
Hua Qianqian picked up the dress and moved to put it on Mo Hua. Amid the struggle, suddenly a gentle yet reproachful voice came from outside the room:
"Qianqian, why did you close the door in broad daylight?"
Murong Caiyun, holding the token of the cave dwelling, pushed open the door, and immediately came upon a floor strewn with disordered clothing and hairpins, a blushing Hua Qianqian, and Mo Hua, whose face was red like an apple, both tangled together in their Hundred Flower Valley Taoist robes.
Murong Caiyun froze instantly.
The two inside also froze.
After a moment, Murong Caiyun trembled with anger, "You..."
Hua Qianqian’s heart instantly turned cold halfway.
"Sister Murong, it’s not what you think..."
"Still dare to argue?!"
"Sister, listen to me explain..."
...
After a bout of chaos, the door to the cave dwelling closed again.
Murong Caiyun sat inside, her face stern.
Hua Qianqian and Mo Hua sat side by side, heads bowed like two children who had done something wrong.
"...Is it really like this?"
Murong Caiyun asked with a serious face.
"Yes..."
Hua Qianqian and Mo Hua murmured.
Murong Caiyun reproached, "Even if you want to investigate Junior Sister Jin Er’s cause of death, you can’t have Mo Hua wear the Hundred Flower Valley Taoist robe and sneak into the valley. Once the matter gets exposed..."NovelFire
Hua Qianqian said, "I will take full responsibility."
Murong Caiyun said with some exasperation, "You are still just a disciple yourself, with the temperament of a child. What can you take responsibility for?"
Hua Qianqian muttered, "At least the blame won’t fall on Junior Brother Mo..."
Murong Caiyun glared at her angrily.
"And how could you let Junior Brother Mo wear the female Taoist robe of Hundred Flower Valley?"
"Because it looks good..." Hua Qianqian said weakly.
Murong Caiyun nearly wanted to pull her ears.
Just then, Mo Hua also lifted his head and said quietly, "Senior Sister..."
Murong Caiyun turned her gaze to Mo Hua.
Just one look, and she couldn’t look away.NovelFire
When she entered earlier, she was too shocked, too caught up in anger to see Mo Hua clearly.
Now, calming down and looking at Mo Hua again, she was immediately overwhelmed by his breathtaking appearance, her heart skipping a beat.
In that moment, she even had the absurd and ridiculous thought that "Junior Sister Qianqian is doing the right thing."