The moon tonight is so beautiful
On a chilly autumn night, Song Shu Qing carefully draped a large cloak over the woman in her arms, shielding her from the cold wind as they leapt across the rooftops under the moonlight.
It was the first time Zi Yan had experienced the feeling of running on the rooftops, but the unfamiliar weightlessness and distance from the ground made her, who was usually composed, tightly cling to the neck of the shadow guard.
âFeeling nervous?â Seeing the woman in her arms, Song Shu Qing comforted her, âAlthough my lightness skills are not as good as Qin Qinâs, youâre so light that I wonât drop you.â
âItâsâ¦too high.â Zi Yan dared not open her eyes, burying her face deeply in Song Shu Qingâs neck, a rare sight that made the shadow guard secretly chuckle.
âSo in your eyes, Iâm so unreliable that I scare you? I guess I need to reflect on myself, or Iâll become a disgrace to the shadow guards.â Song Shu Qingâs voice sounded aggrieved, though the strong teasing in her eyes made it seem like she was only joking.
âItâs not like thatâ¦â Zi Yan, with her eyes tightly closed, quickly explained, âItâs not that youâre unreliable, itâs just that itâs really too highâ¦â
Their moving bodies came to a stop, âThen, I promise you, I will never let you get hurt.â Song Shu Qing held the womanâs waist tighter, her voice lower and more solemn than before, âI will hold you tightly. Do you want to try opening your eyes?â
âOf course, I wonât force youâ¦â
She straightened out their windblown hair, and Song Shu Qingâs cheek pressed against the cold forehead of the courtesan. âThe choice is yours.â
Perhaps it was the tone of the person beside her that was too gentle.
Or perhaps it was the hand holding her waist too tightly and feeling too hot.
The acrophobic Zi Yanâs eyelashes trembled lightly.
Surprisingly, she slowly opened her eyes.
What came into view were the buildings inside the city walls, varying in height and intertwined with each other. The glow of oil lamps inside the houses shone through the windows, creating a sparkling scene that echoed the stars in the cloudless night sky.
The woman blinked her eyes gently, amazed by the picturesque scenery in front of her.
The white light of the moon spilled over everything, as if sprinkling a layer of silver powder on every tile.
Song Shu Qing held Zi Zan in her arms on the rooftop of a restaurant that was neither too high nor too low. The city wall drew a dividing line in their view â above them was a glittering Milky Way, while below them were street lamps and candlelight.
A slight chill wind brushed their cheeks, and the courtesan felt, for the first time, the freedom in the air.
At night, whenever she saw the bright full moon, her heart would always be shrouded by a dark cloud, and she never thought of opening her eyes to look at the world outside.
She despised the moon to an extreme degree, and the thought of it made her stomach churn. She felt lonely, small, and surrounded by pitch darkness, feeling sorry for herself and disgusted at the same time, just like her ownâ¦
But today was different.
On this day she was embraced by someone.
The bright moon in the sky emitted a radiant glow, illuminating everything around them like a dream. She found herself unable to take her eyes off the beautiful scenery.
The woman stared blankly at everything in front of her, and the shadow guard quietly accompanied her, with a satisfied smile on her lips, using her fingers to tuck her loose hair.
After a while, Zi Yan came to her senses and realized that she had kept the person beside her waiting for a long time. She apologized, âIâm sorry, itâs just that the moon tonight is too beautiful.â
Hearing these words, Song Shu Qingâs body stiffened as she looked at the silver reflection in the womanâs eyes. She sighed helplessly and fondly said, âTsk tsk, Zi Yan, you canât say that.â
Gently pressing the courtesanâs head against her neck, she added, âWe should leave now, close your eyes.â
This time, as her sleeves fluttered, the beautiful and terrified courtesan did not close her eyes, but just stared at the profile of the woman in front of her, who was walking attentively, wanting to imprint it in her heart.
When the two arrived at the nearby Niujiao Street, as the shadow guard had said, it was still bustling with activity.
Song Shu Qing put Zi Yan down and abandoned her previous composure, lazily introducing her to the area.
âThe wonton soup here is pretty good, with thin skin and lots of filling. Qin Qin and I always sneak off to eat it.â With her hands behind her back, Song Shu Qing deftly made her way through the crowd.
âThe bamboo shoot dumplings here are really delicious. Last time, when the Princess and I came to eat, she even said, âitâs passable.'â After greeting the owner, she looked like she knew the place well, then added with a smirk, âYou should know, besides the congee that Qin Qin makes, which she always praises as if her taste buds have died, the Princess is extremely picky.â
âIf you like noodles, the noodles here are pretty good, with lots of ingredients. Theyâre just quite spicy, so Iâm afraid you might not be used to them.â Turning back to the overwhelmed woman, Song Shu Qing stopped and pulled Zi Yan out of the crowd, clasping her fingers tightly.
âDespite being this old, why does it still feel like itâs so easy to get lost?â
Being pulled back to the side of a familiar person, as if a bird had found a place to perch, Zi Yan felt her heart settled down, âItâs justâ¦rarely do I have the chance to come to such a lively place.â
Apologizing in tone.
âItâs okay, youâll get used to it if you come more often later.â
Knowing the difficulties of the woman, Song Shu Qing just smiled and then, as if changing the topic, she looked straight at her and asked, tilting her head, âSo, after looking around, what do you want to eat?â
The variety of shops made the courtesan, who had spent years in the Qinglou, feel dizzy and overwhelmed. Confronted with so many options at once, she felt lost inside. Looking at the warm and firm gaze of the person in front of her, Zi Yan took a deep breath.
âThat wonton over there looks really delicious. Can we have that?â
âOf course, itâs a great choice! You have good taste.â Encouragingly, she squeezed the hand that she was holding, feeling the womanâs fingertips calloused. Song Shu Qing deftly navigated through the crowd and led Zi Yan back to the restaurant.
As they sat down at a familiar spot, the shadow guard could barely contain her excitement. âYou must have telepathic powers to know that I also want to eat wontons. Since youâre treating us, Iâll have five bowls today.â
âEating too much will upset your stomach,â Zi Yan said, looking down at the hand that had been released when they sat down.
âSince Iâm not like Qin Qin, I wonât take advantage of you this time.â Despite expressing regret, there was a hint of cunning in Song Shu Qingâs eyes as she waved her hand and shouted to the back, âPlease bring us two bowls of wonton soup and one braised beef tendon!â
The lady boss was quick to act, and in no time she brought over two steaming bowls of wontons. Thin skins wrapped around full meat fillings, and the soup was garnished with green onions, making oneâs mouth water.
Handing over the chopsticks and spoons to the person next to her, Song Shu Qing couldnât wait to dig in. The warm food entered her stomach, and she couldnât help but let out a satisfied sigh.
âHow is it? Does it suit your taste?â After a few bites, Song Shu Qing propped up her head and asked.
âItâs delicious.â Perhaps because she had drunk the hot soup and felt warm all over, Zi Yanâs face was tinged with a faint blush. âIt tastes better than the chefs in the tower.â
Pushing the plate with the braised beef tendon in front of the courtesan, the shadow guard had a look of satisfaction in her eyes as something she liked was being appreciated. âIs that so? Then eat more, and if itâs not enough weâll order more.â
âItâs enough⦠One bowl is enough.â Savoring the taste of the food in her mouth, Zi Yan lowered her head and ate slowly, cherishing each bite.
âWell, thatâs good then. Weâll save some space in our stomachs for other dishes later.â Song Shu Qing turned her wrist and picked up a piece of beef tendon for herself, then suddenly asked, âBy the way, do you have a lot of things to move when you change jobs? Do you need any help?â
âHmm?â Faced with this sudden question, Zi Yan was a bit slow to react and just looked up at the person who spoke, her face full of confusion.
âMoving house? Youâre changing jobs at the end of this month and youâll be coming to the teahouse. You havenât forgotten, have you?â
With widened eyes, Song Shu Qing looked at the womanâs puzzled expression, holding her head as if the sky was about to fall, âDonât tell me youâre having second thoughts? Iâve already told Ah Yun that there will be help coming.â
Her face was scrunched up, as if she was about to burst into tears any second.
âI even planned to take the carriage to help you move if you have a lot of stuff. Youâre not suddenly not wanting to come, are you?â
âNo, Iâm notâ¦I havenât changed my mind, and I do want to go.â After swallowing her saliva, Zi Yanâs hand holding the spoon paused, and then she whispered, âBut can I really work at the teahouse? Iâ¦Iâmâ¦â
As someone like herself, would anyone really be willing to hire her?
âOh, so thatâs the issue.â Song Shu Qing waved her hand and let out a dramatic sigh. âThereâs nothing to worry about. Ah Yun and I are busy every day and we need all the help we can get. The Princess, as a major shareholder, has no objection to it.â
âAs for your brotherâ¦he wonât have the guts to come and bother you again. And as for your hometownâ¦â
The shadow guard shifted her gaze and pretended to stare at the sign above their heads, speaking casually. âHis Majesty has recently established schools in many places. I have inquired about your younger siblings, and they can attend school. As for your motherâ¦although she canât hear, I heard that sheâs an excellent cook. One of my friends from Jiangnan happens to like the food she cooksâ¦and pays well, so donât worry about your family.â
âAfter six months, if you want to go back home, you can go back.â
âIf you donât want to go back, you can continue working at the tea house. No one will force you to leave.â
âThe choice is yours.â
Staring at the woman in front of her who seemed indifferent, Zi Yan felt the remaining soup in her bowl evaporate and gather in her eyes.
She blinked her warm eyes and quickly lowered her head.
Her hand holding the utensils trembled slightly, as if to drive away the sourness that had choked her throat. With an uncharacteristic lack of elegance, Zi Yan hastily opened her mouth, stuffed the remaining food in her bowl into her mouth, chewed it randomly, and then swallowed it.
A muffled groan, as if from excessive restraint, escaped her, like the whimpering of a small animal. Her breathing became erratic.
Song Shu Qing never once looked at the person who lost control, as if there was really something novel and interesting on that ordinary wooden door plaque worth her undivided attention.
The shadow guard silently stood up and paid the bill after the person in front of her finished her food. As she turned around, a clean square handkerchief fell into the courtesanâs hand, carrying a hint of tea fragrance.
Turning her back, Song Shu Qing naturally chatted with the owner, leaving the space on the wooden table solely to the courtesan. After half a cup of tea, she slowly stood next to Zi Yan and waited quietly.
ââ¦We agreed that I would treat you to this meal.â The woman sitting down reached out and grabbed the bodyguardâs sleeve, suddenly speaking after a moment of silence.
âOops!â Slapping her forehead, Song Shu Qing exaggerated her reaction, looking extremely regretful. âDamn it, I forgot.â
âNever mind, Iâll treat you another time. When that time comes, Iâll definitely make you eat until youâre full.â Although her tone sounded fierce, she gently helped the courtesan up and lovingly wiped away the tear marks on her chin.
âSince Iâve already treated you today, is there anything else you want to eat? Iâll buy it for you.â
ââ¦I want to eat sugar-coated haws.â
âAlright. Whatever Zi Yan wants to eat is also fine.â