"If you were to describe Lin Daiyu with a type of plant, what would it be?" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin with a smile as they walked into Xiaoxiang Pavilion. "I reckon you've read 'Dream of the Red Chamber' thoroughly, I'm just curious if you've ever paid attention to this point."

"Do you even need to think about it?" Yang Qingyin looked at him with disdain, pointing to the large patch of bamboo in front of them. "Isn't the problem obvious with all this bamboo in Xiaoxiang Pavilion? With the dense phoenix tails and fine dragon murmurs, encircled by green bamboo. Xiaoxiang is originally associated with bamboo. After Emperor Shun died, his two wives, Ehuang and Nvying, cried over the green bamboo, and so the bamboo became speckled, hence the name Xiaoxiang Bamboo."

"Haha, I can't believe you weren't stumped," Luo Ziling laughed and gave a slight flattery, "It seems you truly have the qualities of Lin Daiyu, a woman of both talent and beauty."

Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes and replied to Luo Ziling, "Tanchun once jokingly said to Lin Daiyu that since she lived in Xiaoxiang Pavilion and was fond of crying, if she missed Brother Lin in the future, those bamboos would also turn into speckled bamboo. Tanchun suggested everyone call Lin Daiyu Xiaoxiang Consort from then on."

"Yang, Little Yang, just go ahead and flaunt your literary skills as much as you want. Who knows, I might just inadvertently become your fan."

"Aren't you already my fan?" Yang Qingyin hummed with displeasure upon seeing Luo Ziling's pleasing expression, "Looks like I misunderstood?"

"Alright, alright, I'll always be your fan, forever prostrate at your pomegranate skirt, satisfied?"

"That's more like it!" Yang Qingyin looked smug.

Little did he know, Luo Ziling went on to ask, "I just wonder what's inside your pomegranate skirt?"

Yang Qingyin was stunned for a moment before snapping back, suddenly furious and embarrassed: "You pervert."

Fortunately, no one was standing nearby, otherwise Yang Qingyin might have had thoughts of killing Luo Ziling.

Just as Yang Qingyin was chasing Luo Ziling further into Xiaoxiang Pavilion, an elderly couple approached, forcing Yang Qingyin to stop her outburst.

Eventually, Luo Ziling came back, taking Yang Qingyin's hand.

As they entered Xiaoxiang Pavilion, both of them noticed the introduction at the entrance.

It was pretty much as Yang Qingyin had said earlier; the origins of Xiaoxiang Pavilion were indeed related to Ehuang and Nvying.

After reading the introduction, Luo Ziling spontaneously blurted out, "Hehe, really enviable, that Emperor Shun, being able to marry two wives at the same time."

As soon as he said it, he realized it was a bad move.

Sure enough, Yang Qingyin's expression immediately changed after hearing it. She threw his hand off and huffed, storming inside.

Luo Ziling hurriedly chased after her, grabbing Yang Qingyin while smiling apologetically, "I was just rambling. I know, in ancient times wars were frequent, population ratios were imbalanced, there were way more women than men, such combinations were normal then."

"You're really envious," Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a strange face, "You really wish to have beauties in both arms, is that it? Hmph!"

"Can't I just sigh a bit," Luo Ziling said, looking a bit frustrated, "Sighing doesn't mean I want the same."

"You can say that, but it sounds insincere," Yang Qingyin expressed disdainfully, "I don't believe you have no such thoughts. Men who deny having these thoughts are dishonest. I'm sure ninety-nine percent of men fantasize about having beauties from all over the world."

"Then I must belong to the ninety-nine percent of men, even though I'm indeed a rarity, guys like me don't appear often, hehe, a man who can become the national male god must be excellent, so don't doubt my character," Luo Ziling brazenly boasted, "But I'll join the general crowd, to avoid your disdain."

The result of these words earned him a sharp pinch from Yang Qingyin, causing Luo Ziling to cry out involuntarily.

A young couple nearby were observing the introduction inside Xiaosha Pavilion. Hearing Luo Ziling's cry, they both turned to look, appearing surprised. But upon seeing Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin's appearances, they immediately felt inferior, embarrassed to look further.

The commotion between Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin disturbed others, causing Yang Qingyin to feel a bit shy as well.

Under Luo Ziling's playful apologies, she finally, with some indignation, "forgave" him.

They continued hand in hand through Xiaosha Pavilion.

There were many introductions inside, including the profiles of several people in Xiaosha Pavilion.

"Chen Xiaoxu's portrayal of Lin Daiyu was the most charismatic, and had the closest flavor to the original characters of 'Dream of the Red Chamber'," Yang Qingyin pointed at Lin Daiyu's portrait, speaking to Luo Ziling with great sentiment, "Sigh, when reading the original 'Dream of the Red Chamber', I cried several times for Lin Daiyu. Watching the 87 version of the TV series, I cried a lot at Lin Daiyu's death scene. Back then I blamed Cao Xueqin, why did he write such a tragic story. But now that I think about it, if the story had been a comedy, its impact wouldn't have been as profound."

"It seems like many famous classical literatures are tragedies, even stories in 'Three Words and Two Beats' are mostly tragic."

"Novels nowadays, if tragic, get criticized, especially online novels."

"Is this why modern literature lacks legend?"

"Who knows!" Yang Qingyin did not want to discuss this topic with Luo Ziling, instead pointing to Zijuan's portrait, "The most loyal and sentimental person was Zijuan. She and Lin Daiyu were like sisters, always considering Lin Daiyu. Her greatest wish was for Bao and Lin to be together."

"Indeed, among the roles I liked most in this drama, Zijuan was one. It seems that after Lin Daiyu's death, she and Xichun became nuns, seeing through the vanity of the world. Sigh, all tragic figures." Luo Ziling lamented along.

"Maybe her fate was tied to her master, but between them, there was true emotional sincerity. Lin Daiyu did not treat her as a servant, Zijuan regarded herself like Lin Daiyu's sister," Yang Qingyin said with obvious sadness.

"You don't treat Xiaoli as a follower, you see her as a sister, right?"

"Sigh," Yang Qingyin sighed, not confirming, just softly saying, "Only by treating each other sincerely can you receive genuine affection."

When they exited Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Yang Qingyin still seemed a bit sad.

Luo Ziling playfully teased Yang Qingyin, saying she got too absorbed in the drama.

The result was another pinch from Yang Qingyin.

A couple approached them, seemingly a pair of lovers, yet they weren't holding hands, suggesting they were newly dating, their relationship not very intimate yet.

Luo Ziling didn't care at first, but when he noticed the odd way they looked at him, an instinctive feeling of danger arose.

He immediately moved to shield Yang Qingyin beside him, then stepped back swiftly.

"Danger!" he cried softly.

The man and woman, seeing the situation, immediately charged at Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin.

Both of them drew guns almost simultaneously.

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