The Eternal Love (The Original Work)

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A splash of water.

Two splashes... Helpless!

"Master?" Jing Xin worriedly approached her, reaching out to take her wet cloak.

"Ahem, no need, this still has its use," Qu Tan'er didn't let Jing Xin touch the cloak, instead half draping it over herself again, walking carefully, yet strangely.

"Master, you shouldn't have pushed Jing Xin away just now, otherwise..."

"Are you dumb? The water splashed down, how much could you block? Heh heh," Qu Tan'er laughed indifferently. But when her beautiful eyes saw that Jing Xin really didn't have a single drop of water on her, she couldn't help but mutter: "Qu's old lady's water-splashing skills are really amazing, she managed to get all the water on me. Has she practiced many times?"

"Master?"

"Alright, what will come will come. I'll just endure a bit. Blame it on the heavens for being so blind, letting me fall here. If only I had learned some magic back then. Even if I couldn't fly away or escape, just learning a trick or two to scare people would have been something. Regret, oh regret." Qu Tan'er slightly pouted, looking impatient, but she spoke so softly that people couldn't hear clearly.

She stepped into the main hall with her right leg first.

"Are you looking to die, moving so slowly? Hurry up."

Despite Qu's old woman's curses, Qu Tan'er remained unhurried.

Walking forward, Qu Tan'er calculated the time.

She was waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Qu Tan'er slightly lifted her head, taking in the entire situation in the room in an instant. Qu Jianglin sat at the head position on the left, while Madam stood in front of the chair at the head position on the right. Lower down were ranked second, third, and fourth ladies. As for the birth mother of her original body, Qu Tan'er, she was only standing... Standing not far behind Qu Jianglin.

"You wretched girl, throw the cloak away," Madam said displeased, her gaze chilled as she saw the wet cloak on Qu Tan'er.

"Didn't you hear your elder aunt? Take off the cloak, don't keep making your elder aunt angry," Qu Jianglin finally spoke, but he was addressing Madam. Meanwhile, the ninth lady, Qu Tan'er's mother, was too lowly in status to utter a word, except for her pair of sorrowful eyes, staring closely at her.

"Yes, Tan'er understands," Qu Tan'er glanced at Madam, then at Qu Jianglin, before lowering her head to stare at her cloak, her eyes flickering with a mysterious light. Finally, the moment she had been waiting for had come, and her position now was perfectly placed, neither too far nor too near Madam.

Then...

Splash! Splash!

She flung off her cloak, then aggressively shook it several times.

Though she admitted her water-splashing skills weren't as supernatural as Madam's, from a different perspective, it could be considered dashing!

"Damn it, Qu Tan'er, are you looking to die?" Madam roared like a lion. But upon roaring, she realized her loss of composure and immediately restrained herself.

"Elder Aunt, what's wrong? Why is your face all wet? Is it raining? Oh, wait, that's not possible. Even if it were raining, you're inside, you wouldn't get wet." Qu Tan'er looked at Madam with confusion, as if she didn't understand where the water on her face came from, much less why her anger was rising.

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