Wan felt for the first time, imitating Sang Chan is truly capable of bringing peach blossom luck to her. (Peach blossom luck – good luck in love affairs)
And so she puts away all clothing with colours, only leaving behind white robes and white skirts (despite it being such a pain to wash them), hiding away all her hair ornaments, only leaving behind a few strands of lightly coloured ribbons (despite how the winds always blow it into her mouth).
Once she had packed it all away, she sees the Crimson Phoenix robe that Sect Leader had gifted her, that hint of stunningly bright red, just like the most vibrant roses of finest quality, beautiful, with thorns.
“White lotus flower, white lotus flower, I want to be a white lotus flower!” Pang Wan inwardly repeats to herself, enduring the pain as she folds away the Crimson Phoenix robe, placing it away in the bottommost section of the box.
Turning her head to see the cleanly dressed young lady in the mirror, not yet considered a lotus flower, but should still barely pass as a little lotus bud!
Leading the stallion as she leaves the doors, she prepares to go on an outing with Bai Xiao Sheng.
Bai Xiao Sheng is usually very busy, and does not come finding her often, the outing this time is because she heard there is a bodhisattva temple near the Capital that is highly efficacious in kau chim[1], thus pleaded Bai Xiao Sheng to take her there. Seeing that Pang Wan rarely makes any requests, Bai Xiao Sheng could only give in.
Having queued up for a long time, it finally came to her turn, Pang Wan firstly presses her palms together, inwardly praying: “May the heaven bless me with the bestowment of a good sign.”
Who knew once she drew a bamboo stick, upon searching up the number, it actually turned out to be a low low fortune sign.
The humble monk who gave her the fortune paper corresponding to the stick, looks at this lady whose face had suddenly paled, his eyes containing pity.
Pang Wan helplessly stares at the divine message written on the yellow paper, the first thing her eyes caught onto were four big characters —— “mustn’t ask [about] marriage fate”.
Mustn’t ask, mustn’t ask, mustn’t ask……
Hong-long! Her mind suddenly clogs up, countless thoughts emerging, but are immediately suppressed.
“Do you want to have your sign interpreted?” Bai Xiao Sheng leans in.
“No need, no need.” Pang Wan folds up the divine message, shoving it into her sleeve in panic, “I don’t need it interpreted.”
“Why not have it interpreted?” Bai Xiao Sheng raises his brows at her, “I prayed for one, and was just wanting to go have it interpreted.”
“You also prayed?” Pang Wan lowers her head, indeed seeing his hand hold a yellow piece of paper, proudly revealing two words of “great fortune”.
“You go have it interpreted then, I’ll wait.” Pang Wan feels ashamed to speak of her own low low fortune sign to him, and could only force out a cheerful smile, “What I wanted to ask about, this sign tells me I mustn’t ask.”
Bai Xiao Sheng glances at the sign in his own hand, smiling without care: “Then I shall not have it interpreted either.”
Preoccupied with troubles on her way downhill, Pang Wan is utterly perplexed, her mind set on the thought of hurrying home, and find a torch to burn this fortune sign, lest it brings back luck.
“What lady had prayed for today, is it perhaps marriage fate?” Coming up to the halfway point, Bai Xiao Sheng suddenly asks from behind.
Pang Wan reveals a bitter smile, looking dejected: “But the Bodhisattva just had to tell me I mustn’t ask.”
“Perhaps it is not yet the right time?” Bai Xiao Sheng leads the horse as he walks to her side, softly comforting her, “Lady needs not let it get to you so much.”
Pang Wan thinks about Sang Chan’s great achievements of attracting three great male leads, then looks at her own solitary shadow and lonely figure, lacking a male lead’s interest in her, and could not help lamenting: “I fear the one I desire, will never like me in this lifetime.”
Bai Xiao Sheng was taken aback, and then says: “Exactly what is it that lady likes about Supreme Chief?” His tone delicate like a spring breeze, a timely rain[2].
This one simple question, sure left Pang Wan stumped.