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yu @yxyu.bsky.social · Apr 28
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looking like a strong youth instead of possessing beauty, that, had been the only blessing the wretched heavens sent Yue Qi - a great fool like her, with no heart’s eyes to scheme or discern, if she were pretty too, the consequences would be dire
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even back then, when they were lesser than mud beneath one’s shoe on the streets, while SJ had been praised by passersby for being pretty, Qi-jie had always been handsome with a heroic aura, stupidly shielding ingrates like the righteous wanderers of the cultivation world
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“Shimei.”

but, upon catching sight of the shadow of YQY’s back, slowly turning to face her, the one staring speechless ends up being SJ

this YQY, what exactly’s wrong with her?!

entering the room, she almost couldn’t recognize her!
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coming up to Qiong Ding Peak this time, she, SJ, has no intention of having a good chat, nor putting up a ‘good show’ for others to gossip about for days

she, after asking for permission to enter the Lingxi caves, intends to dust off her sleeves and go
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cw: body image, self-esteem issues

fem 79: head disciple YQY always wears her hair tied up in a neat and high bun, tightly secured with a silver guan

attired in austere dark robes of black and gray, so high collared even her throat’s half-hidden to conceal the countless scars on her body,
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“Zhangmen-shijie, Shen-shijie’s waiting outside, should this shimei invite her in?”

“Mn.”
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if she misses this chance, she’ll only able to see her again at the annual 12 peak martial arts meeting, waiting almost a year…

…she’d been foolish and impulsive again
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but, it’s too late to change into another set of clothes now - the appointed shichen is near

being able to meet with Xiao Jiu on Qiong Ding Peak like this, with Xiao Jiu taking the initiative to request to see her, is an extremely rare opportunity
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totally unlike the slender fairies sleeping by Xiao Jiu, their supple waists encircled in her arms
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“This hotel? It’s not easy to navigate from here, with many twists and turns along the way, you can easily get lost.

Qingyuan-gege, actually, my scooter’s parked not far from here. Why not let me give you a lift? If - if gege doesn’t despise my shabby ride.”

“Of - of course not!”
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though not as revealing as Xiao Jiu’s tastes, the belt wrapped tightly around her waist makes her figure appear even sturdier, her shoulders broad as an ox’s
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her reflection in the bronze mirror is a far cry from the delicate beauties at the WRP

the dress she’d picked, was quite similar in style to her usual robes, covering her arms and shoulders and concealing her scars
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even after applying rice powder to her face with unskilled hands, darkening her brows with soot from a burnt willow stick, staining her cheeks and lips with rouge, no matter how much powder or rouge she adds,
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she buys a set of hairpins at the market, picking the gaudiest, brightest ones that might stir Xiao Jiu’s fancy, like the ornaments the girls at the WRP wore, along with makeup and a colorful dress
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each with their shoulders bared, exposing delicate collarbones and smooth
unmarked skin so unlike YQY’s own, long hair adorned with bright pins and flowers floating past their backs and obscuring more of their bodies than their thin garments,
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seeing such a young warrior barging into the Warm Red Pavilion, it’s only natural that the maidens inside would shriek and flee, mistaking her for a brutish man

in a moment of impulsiveness, unable to forget the sight of Xiao Jiu lying on the bed, a girl on her left and another on her right,
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her formidable martial prowess, combined with the large sword on her back and those thick sword-like brows, gives one the first impression of a young hero in a chaotic world, handsome and elegant
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cw: body image, self-esteem issues

fem 79: head disciple YQY always wears her hair tied up in a neat and high bun, tightly secured with a silver guan

attired in austere dark robes of black and gray, so high collared even her throat’s half-hidden to conceal the countless scars on her body,
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(The Yue family owns the entire chain of hotels across the country, but SJ doesn’t know this.)
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“Then…alright. Could Mr. Shen give me directions to this hotel?”

Damn!

One look at the address shown on the lit screen of that fool’s expensive phone and he can guess, this must be some rich young master just waiting to be fleeced!
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Cinderella AU but it’s 79 flavored

adopted by a strict rich family as a child, YQY, who’d known the taste of begging and sleeping on the streets, tries his best to give back and offer a helping hand to those who were once in his position
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“Ah, Qing as in Clear?”

“Mn!”

“It must be fate - my surname’s Shen and my name, Qingqiu.”

Spitting out that hated Qiu character, he resists the urge to retch.

“Qingyuan-gege, you must let me repay you!”

“This, there’s no need - “

“If not, I’d feel bad!”
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“Talking for so long, what’s the name of my great benefactor?”

“Ah, I’m not - not…just doing my part! I’m Yue Qingyuan.”

Hmph. Clear Spring? How pretentious.

Then, he’ll match his name with a Qing character!
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“Actually, it’s quite obvious. Only those from out of town would be bullied by those drivers.”

“Ah, I see.”
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Ah, it seems the years and the Yue family’s tutors have ground the local dialect and accent out of him.

“You could say that.”