Chapter 7: Peony Tears (Part 1)

  It was the dead of night, and almost every household had gone to sleep. Only the Drunken Flower Pavilion was still bustling with people. As for 151+ Reading Network, I only have one sentence: its update speed is several times faster than other websites, with fewer ads. It seems that everyone here has boundless energy, never knowing what fatigue is like. The guest-receiving girls were replaced batch after batch, and the maids in the front hall were almost exhausted. However, the quiet little courtyard in the backyard was unaffected.

  Of course, excluding those who sleep soundly. Actually, it's not that they sleep soundly, but rather, they can't fall asleep.

  Qilin put on a coat, quietly pushed open the door, and walked into the yard. A gust of cold wind blew in her face, making Qilin even more awake. She pulled up her collar a bit, shrank her head, and carefully closed the door behind her. Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, its reflection rippled on the water's surface, turning it into a silver mirror, very dreamy. Qilin stretched her waist and walked over, putting her hand into the water, the icy feeling suddenly stimulating her brain, making her shiver.

  Ah, thinking back to the old days of drinking coffee and pulling all-nighters under the lamp light to rush through project plans, I was so angry but didn't dare speak out. I had long wanted to throw everything away and try a carefree life. Who would have thought that this wish would come true after she "died" and was reborn in another world? But it's turned out to be too carefree, to the point where she can't sleep at night and gets up in the middle of the night to play with water here. What an idiot.

  It's as if she drank a cup of strong black coffee when she wanted to sleep, and ended up lying awake with wide eyes in the dead of night. Only she would do something so stupid. That's why they call her "Fighter Jet".

  Only she knew what kind of stupid things she had done.

  "Wow!" Qilin stretched her waist, feeling refreshed. Taking a deep breath, although the air was cold, it didn't have the chemical smell of modern times. This was a natural and refreshing scent, so comfortable to say.

  Zi Lin looked around, she had hardly ever left the yard, and only heard the maid who delivered clothes talk about things outside. They were all gossip, and she wasn't interested.

  It's not that she can't go out, but rather she doesn't want to. She knows how complicated the outside world is. This brothel is a microcosm of society, with officials and nobles coming and going every day. On the surface, it appears bright and beautiful, but in reality, it's dark inside. The girls are always scheming against each other, and the maids are constantly competing and sabotaging one another. She's seen it all before.

  It was just the simplicity of this courtyard that she liked very much. Now, she only occasionally worried about Xiaobai, but this was also the only news she hadn't heard, about Baitu Mountain. This was also the only thing she knew about coming here, the mountain where she had previously settled was indeed Baitu Mountain, also known as Canglang Mountain.

  But after she woke up, she didn't hear anything about Baitu Mountain again, and she wouldn't go out of her way to ask.

  Just as Jill was thinking, some scattered lights suddenly flashed in front of her eyes. Upon closer inspection, they were fireflies. My goodness, fireflies! This is something that Jill had only seen on TV before, and she didn't expect to see them here. Wait a minute, isn't it winter now? Why are there fireflies?

  I don't know, I don't want to know, heavens, fireflies, and I actually saw fireflies. Qilin was so excited that she almost jumped up. Excitedly covering her mouth, suppressing the urge to scream. Qilin thanked the heavens, the fireflies on the water's surface, were exciting her to death.

  "La la la la la, the north wind blows" Qilin couldn't help but sing out loud, completely unaware of how many brain cells her voice was killing.

  Facing the wind, watching the fireflies, Qilin sang with great enthusiasm, anyway, no one heard her. Haha, if someone had heard her, then her secret of not singing for a hundred years would have been exposed!