Hearing this question, Luochen subconsciously wanted to say no, but a beautiful figure flashed through his mind.
He hesitated for a moment, but decided he needed to dispel Murong Qiuzhi's improper thoughts about him.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Qiuzhi's eyes dimmed, and she said forlornly, "She must be very beautiful to be liked by Lin Gongzi, right?"
"She's alright."
Murong Qiuzhi's hope was instantly rekindled, and she pressed, "Is she prettier than me?"
Luochen hesitated for a moment, then hardened his heart and hummed in affirmation.
Murong Qiuzhi's eyes immediately lost their sparkle, but she was still a little unconvinced.
"Is there really such a beautiful person? Lin Gongzi, don't lie to me!"
"I'm not lying to you."
"Then draw her for me to see!"
Luochen was dumbfounded. Why did even the usually gentle Murong Qiuzhi become so insistent when it came to who was more beautiful?
Oh, that damned competitive spirit of women!
But to make her completely give up, Luochen could only take out his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and place them on the flat bluestone.
Murong Qiuzhi stood beside him, helping him grind the ink, clearly unwilling to admit defeat.
Luochen picked up the brush, recalled Leng Yueshuang's appearance, and began to draw on the paper.
He had no other intention; he simply thought Leng Yueshuang was beautiful enough to make Murong Qiuzhi give up.
To be fair, their looks were actually quite similar.
But Leng Yueshuang, having cultivated for many years, indeed had a superior temperament.
Leng Yueshuang also couldn't help but wonder, who was this guy's beloved?
Could it be her?
Her heart was itching with curiosity, and she cast a moonlight shroud around herself, peeking over to look.
She wasn't trying to find out, it was just...
Never mind, she'd just look!
Luochen had studied at Jade Maiden Peak for a hundred years, mastering all aspects of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and could be considered a master in the mortal world.
Soon, Leng Yueshuang, like a fairy from the moon palace, appeared vividly on the paper, her eyes and brows incredibly expressive.
The Leng Yueshuang in the painting stood under the moonlight, her gaze gentle and sorrowful, tears in her eyes, as if she had a thousand words to say.
This was the scene from the previous life, when Leng Yueshuang came to see Luochen, and Luochen had always remembered it.
That was also one of the few times he felt no regrets.
Leng Yueshuang looked at herself in the painting, her eyes dazed, and a surge of sadness welled up in her heart.
The person in the painting seemed to walk out, giving her a sense of temporal displacement.
When had she ever had such an expression?
Why did seeing it make her feel so sad?
Just as she saw this painting, she suddenly gained insight into the previously incomprehensible cultivation technique.
Fate, reincarnation...
Murong Qiuzhi was completely mesmerized when she saw the painting, unable to believe there was such a beautiful person in the world.
That mournful yet deeply affectionate gaze, let alone men, even she, a woman, was captivated by it.
She lost, lost completely!
"Lin Gongzi, can you tell me about you and her? I'm just curious, nothing else."
Luochen looked at the Leng Yueshuang in the painting, gathered his emotions, and slowly began to speak.
"I met her by chance, but perhaps it was also destiny. I was fishing that day, and she descended from the sky, like a fairy falling into the mortal world..."
To dispel Murong Qiuzhi's improper thoughts about him, Luochen embellished the story, beautifying Leng Yueshuang in various ways.
In his description, Leng Yueshuang was unparalleled, truly a fairy who had accidentally fallen into the mortal world, the very epitome of beauty.
In the shadows, Leng Yueshuang was so embarrassed listening that she covered her face with her hand, shyly wanting to run away, yet unable to resist listening.
So, even though this blockhead was cold and aloof, this was what he truly thought in his heart?
Oh my, how embarrassing!
She wasn't that good...
Just as Leng Yueshuang was listening with interest, Murong Qiuzhi was listening intently, and Luochen was running out of words, Murong Xiazhu returned, dragging a wild boar.
"Luochen, come help! We have something to eat tonight!"
At this moment, both women present had the same thought: Eat, eat, always eating!
Luochen, however, felt as if he had been granted a great pardon, as he was running out of things to make up and was already feeling incredibly cheesy.
Thankfully, that woman hadn't heard; otherwise, he could just live in Qingxu.
Luochen put away the portrait and walked over, frowning, "Why didn't you put it in your storage bag?"
"No way! It's stinky, what if it dirties my clothes?"
Murong Xiazhu spoke confidently, then, as if presenting a treasure, took out the carefully picked spiritual herbs.
"Tonight, we'll make some soup to nourish ourselves!"
Hehehe, I'll make you all scream for more!
But soon, she couldn't smile anymore. Luochen picked out all those spiritual herbs and threw them aside.
"These herbs all have aphrodisiac effects; you can't eat them indiscriminately, it's easy to cause problems!"
Leng Yueshuang, who had been worried he might fall for it, immediately felt a secret satisfaction. Well done! Don't fall for the demoness's trick!
Murong Xiazhu was extremely depressed. Was this guy cutting every red thread that the Matchmaker tied?
This young lady won't believe in evil!
Her eyes darted around, and she smiled, "Um, you can roast meat, right?"
Luochen nodded, "A little."
"Then I'll leave it to you. I'm taking Qiu Zhi to the hot springs. You absolutely must not come and peek!"
Murong Xiazhu said, pulling Murong Qiuzhi, intending to leave. Luochen quickly said, "Wait a moment!"
He carefully checked the hot spring, and only after confirming there were no demonic beasts in the lake or around it did he feel relieved enough to leave.
"Alright, call me if anything happens. I'll be nearby."
Murong Qiuzhi hummed in response, her gaze as gentle as water. Lin Gongzi is truly so gentle!
Murong Xiazhu pouted. This guy was ridiculously cautious, clearly afraid that the Matchmaker would tie red threads!
She pulled Murong Qiuzhi into the water, found a random excuse, and kept a piece of clothing on for modesty.
Murong Qiuzhi thought she was worried about Luochen, so she didn't say much.
Lin Gongzi is such a gentleman; he wouldn't do anything like peeking!
She confidently stripped completely, and the two sisters frolicked in the water, their laughter ringing out like silver bells.
Luochen listened to the sounds from afar. Although his mind was racing and his imagination ran wild, he still restrained himself.
A gentleman does some things and refrains from others.
Although Luochen was not a gentleman, he disdained such peeking behavior.
If he wanted to see, would he need to peek?
Luochen remained unmoved, processing the wild boar by the shore, while secretly staying vigilant in case anyone approached.
Leng Yueshuang felt immense relief when she saw how calm Luochen was.
She had misunderstood him; he was indeed a true gentleman!
Just then, a startled cry came, "Ah! What was that!"
Murong Xiazhu's voice faintly drifted over, "Don't be afraid, I'll dive down and catch it!"
Luochen quickly ran over, but dared not go further, asking in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"
"Sister, sister~ Where are you?"
"Ah! There's a snake!!!"
With a scream, Murong Qiuzhi covered her front with her clothes and ran towards him in a panic.
"Lin Gongzi, there's a snake under the water!"
But as she approached Luochen, she tripped on the skirt in front of her, cried out, and fell headfirst onto him.
Luochen stepped forward, wanting to catch her, but his foot slipped, and he was completely knocked to the ground by her, landing heavily.
Damn, what's going on? Bad luck at this time?
But it had to be said, this bad luck made him a complete human cushion, and Murong Qiuzhi had her own cushioning, so she wasn't hurt at all.
Luochen was tackled, his hand landing on her back, feeling an astonishing curve, immediately making it redundant.
The two looked at each other, Murong Qiuzhi's face grew redder and redder, then she cried out "Ah!" and quickly scrambled up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
She was flustered, neglecting one thing for another, her crumpled skirt wasn't enough to cover anything, and she was so anxious she was almost in tears.
Lying on the ground, Luochen was somewhat dazed by the shimmering water, unable to recover for a long time.
Why was he so unlucky this time, yet it was so scandalous?
Did heaven think he was taking advantage of her and would be in mortal danger?
But Luochen did feel a chill down his back, yet he couldn't find the source.