Chapter 62: Gaining the First Friendship

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Situla Lexuan secretly rolled her eyes—this woman truly could lie with her eyes wide open!
Dongfang Mingxuan bit his lip, anxiously twisting his robe. The princess’s brother? How could he be the princess’s brother? He was just someone from a brothel background; there was no way he could reach the level of a princess.
Murong Xi smiled sinisterly, his obsidian-like eyes flashing with malice. “Heh, I’ve never heard that the princess has two such brothers.”
“Ah, you’re just in time! That’s because we’re about to swear brotherhood, aren’t we?” Yun Qiange turned her head and blinked at Situla Lexuan.
Situla Lexuan immediately understood, nodding repeatedly in her heart. If Mingxuan and the princess could really become sworn siblings, then there was no chance between the princess and Mingxuan. She surely wouldn’t crazily target her own brother, would she? Moreover, with this identity, Mingxuan could live a little easier in the brothel.
Murong Xi pretended to be considerate and nodded: “Very well, then I shall witness your oath here.”
“Ah?” Yun Qiange was stunned. She had just said it casually, never expecting Murong Xi to take it seriously—a sly fox indeed. Unfortunately, it was too late to back out now. She awkwardly tugged the corner of her mouth, signaling Xiangcao to bring four cups of strong wine. Clearing her throat, she said, “Are you two willing to swear brotherhood with me?”
“If the princess does not disdain, Hongzhe is naturally willing,” replied the refined young man in blue, smiling gently, warmth radiating from his brows.
“Princess, I am but a lowly brothel dweller; my status does not match yours,” Dongfang Mingxuan’s voice was soft and trembling slightly, revealing his nervousness.
“No matter. I, Yun Qiange, am not such a pedantic person. Since we are swearing brotherhood, you shall join us too.” She pointed at Situla Lexuan standing before Dongfang Mingxuan, having noticed the calculating look in her eyes earlier—there was definitely some scheme afoot. Even if it meant death, she would drag someone down with her.
“Ah? Me? Princess, I’d rather not,” Situla Lexuan waved her hand, unwilling to become siblings with Mingxuan. Rabbits don’t eat the grass by their burrow; if she became siblings with Mingxuan, how could she possibly pursue him later?
“But I rather fancy you. What shall we do about that?” Yun Qiange stroked her chin, her words brimming with pressure, her tone leaving no room for negotiation. Little one, trying to dodge is impossible. Since she intended to push her out, she would drag her in too.
“Lexuan, come swear brotherhood with us. The princess doesn’t seem so scary,” Dongfang Mingxuan whispered as he pulled Situla Lexuan aside. He could see that today’s princess was truly gentle, unlike the cruel one from before.

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The man’s eyes sparkled with hopeful anticipation, and Situla Lexuan couldn’t bear to disappoint him. She didn’t want to hurt or sadden him. Sighing deeply in her heart, she thought, fine, siblings it is. As long as she could be by his side, watch over him, and protect him, it wouldn’t be so bad.
At that moment, autumn leaves drifted down in a clear sky. Before Murong Xi as witness, through a twist of fate, Yun Qiange gained her first friendship in this foreign world. She raised a cup of wine and declared, “I, Yun Qiange, am willing to swear brotherhood with you all. Though not by blood, we shall be closer than kin. From now on, we share blessings and hardships alike. We do not demand to be born in the same year, month, and day, but we vow to die in the same year and month. Heaven and earth bear witness—should anyone betray this oath, may they meet an ill end.”
The woman stood amid the autumn breeze, which playfully lifted her skirt, rippling like a delicate ocean. She smiled faintly, pure and serene, her eyes like a bright moon stamped against the sky, her figure like a delicate orchid under the moonlight.
Situla Lexuan shrugged. She wondered how a woman with such a cold yet noble aura could be the feared and cruel demoness of legend.
Perhaps there was some misunderstanding after all. In that case, she truly felt a desire to befriend this princess. The three of them—Situla Lexuan, Baili Hongzhe, and Dongfang Mingxuan—looked at each other and smiled, raising their cups in unison…

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Situla Lexuan secretly rolled her eyes—this woman really could lie with her eyes wide open!
Dongfang Mingxuan bit his lip, anxiously twisting his robe. The princess’s brother? How could he be the princess’s brother? He was just someone from a brothel background; there was no way he could reach the level of a princess.
Murong Xi smiled sinisterly, his obsidian-like eyes flashing with malice. “Heh, I’ve never heard that the princess has two such brothers.”
“Ah, you’re just in time! That’s because we’re about to swear brotherhood, aren’t we?” Yun Qiange turned her head and blinked at Situla Lexuan.
Situla Lexuan immediately understood, nodding repeatedly in her heart. If Mingxuan and the princess could really become sworn siblings, then there was no chance between the princess and Mingxuan. She surely wouldn’t crazily target her own brother, would she? Moreover, with this identity, Mingxuan could live a little easier in the brothel.
Murong Xi pretended to be considerate and nodded: “Very well, then I shall witness your oath here.”
“Ah?” Yun Qiange was stunned. She had just said it casually, never expecting Murong Xi to take it seriously—a sly fox indeed. Unfortunately, it was too late to back out now. She awkwardly tugged the corner of her mouth, signaling Xiangcao to bring four cups of strong wine. Clearing her throat, she said, “Are you two willing to swear brotherhood with me?”
“If the princess does not disdain, Hongzhe is naturally willing,” replied the refined young man in blue, smiling gently, warmth radiating from his brows.
“Princess, I am but a lowly brothel dweller; my status does not match yours,” Dongfang Mingxuan’s voice was soft and trembling slightly, revealing his nervousness.
“No matter. I, Yun Qiange, am not such a pedantic person. Since we are swearing brotherhood, you shall join us too.” She pointed at Situla Lexuan standing before Dongfang Mingxuan, having noticed the calculating look in her eyes earlier—there was definitely some scheme afoot. Even if it meant death, she would drag someone down with her.
“Ah? Me? Princess, I’d rather not,” Situla Lexuan waved her hand, unwilling to become siblings with Mingxuan. Rabbits don’t eat the grass by their burrow; if she became siblings with Mingxuan, how could she possibly pursue him later?
“But I rather fancy you. What shall we do about that?” Yun Qiange stroked her chin, her words brimming with pressure, her tone leaving no room for negotiation. Little one, trying to dodge is impossible. Since she intended to push her out, she would drag her in too.
“Lexuan, come swear brotherhood with us. The princess doesn’t seem so scary,” Dongfang Mingxuan whispered as he pulled Situla Lexuan aside. He could see that today’s princess was truly gentle, unlike the cruel one from before.
The man’s eyes sparkled with hopeful anticipation, and Situla Lexuan couldn’t bear to disappoint him. She didn’t want to hurt or sadden him. Sighing deeply in her heart, she thought, fine, siblings it is. As long as she could be by his side, watch over him, and protect him, it wouldn’t be so bad.
At that moment, autumn leaves drifted down in a clear sky. Before Murong Xi as witness, through a twist of fate, Yun Qiange gained her first friendship in this foreign world. She raised a cup of wine and declared, “I, Yun Qiange, am willing to swear brotherhood with you all. Though not by blood, we shall be closer than kin. From now on, we share blessings and hardships alike. We do not demand to be born in the same year, month, and day, but we vow to die in the same year and month. Heaven and earth bear witness—should anyone betray this oath, may they meet an ill end.”
The woman stood amid the autumn breeze, which playfully lifted her skirt, rippling like a delicate ocean. She smiled faintly, pure and serene, her eyes like a bright moon stamped against the sky, her figure like a delicate orchid under the moonlight.
Situla Lexuan shrugged. She wondered how a woman with such a cold yet noble aura could be the feared and cruel demoness of legend.
Perhaps there was some misunderstanding after all. In that case, she truly felt a desire to befriend this princess. The three of them—Situla Lexuan, Baili Hongzhe, and Dongfang Mingxuan—looked at each other and smiled, raising their cups in unison…