Mo Yue took Ban Lan's arm, walked to the table and sat down, saying, "What would you like to talk about, little sister?"
Ban Lan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Learn, learn to be a woman."
Mo Yue immediately understood Ban Lan's thoughts, covered her face and chuckled, saying, "Little sister, have you fallen for some handsome young man?"
Ban Lan rested his chin on his right hand and sighed.
Seeing her somewhat sorrowful expression, Mo Yue couldn't bear to tease her, so she said, "Sister, you want to change for him, don't you?"
Ban Lan pondered for a moment, then shook her head.
Mo Yue asked curiously, "If it's not, why did you come here?"
Ban Lan seemed not to hear, paused for a moment, and said, "He... is gone, we may never see each other again."
Mo Yue remained silent, looking at the young girl in her late teens, and suddenly felt a pang of sadness. She composed herself and decided to cheer the little girl up.
Mo Yue said, "Since we're here, we can't leave empty-handed. I heard you hit someone with a round stool earlier, so don't do that again."
Ban Lan said "Oh", and then said, "During the eight years in Fish Eye Valley, no one told me what I should or shouldn't do. Even my senior sister never said I was like a boy."
"What kind of senior sister is that?" Mo Yue thought to herself, but seeing Ban Lan's expression when she mentioned her senior sister, she held back.
Mo Yue comforted her, "I think my sister is very good at everything except throwing the stool. She's definitely no worse than your senior sister."
Ban Lan pouted and said, "Senior sister doesn't swear, doesn't fight, and doesn't drink..."
Mo Yue choked on her water, tears streaming down her face, and finally managed to say, "You, you mean you can swear, fight, and drink?"
Ban Lan's face fell again, and the meaning in her expression couldn't be clearer.
Mo Yue habitually took out a handkerchief and dabbed it on her face. After thinking for a moment, she folded the handkerchief and handed it to Ban Lan, saying, "Here, a handkerchief is essential for a woman. Don't be offended that your older sister has used it."
Ban Lan glanced at the handkerchief and said, "I usually use my sleeve."
Mo Yue choked again and said, "Cough cough... From now on, you can only use a handkerchief."
Ban Lan nodded, put the handkerchief into her bosom, and said, "Anything else?"
Mo Yue thought for a moment and saw that Ban Lan was half-lying on the table as if her bones had been removed. She nudged Ban Lan and said, "From now on, even if you lie down, you can only lie in a man's arms."
Ban Lan said, "Huh?"
Mo Yue said, "This is called a little bird clinging to a person."
Ban Lan asked, "Why do you have to lie in a man's arms?"
Mo Yue said, "Because men like to be relied on by women."
Ban Lan asked, "Do men only like those who are weaker than themselves?"
Mo Yue smiled and nodded, saying, "Since ancient times, the land of gentle pleasures has been the graveyard of heroes. You must have heard that too."
Ban Lan shook her head decisively: "No." Who in Fish Eye Valley told her this?
Mo Yue said helplessly, "In short, you need to learn to be gentle."
Ban Lan thought of Huang again.
Is it because Huang is not gentle that Feng betrayed her?
Ban Lan wanted to ask Huang, but she could only go to Qingluan Forest to accompany Huang after confirming that her senior sister was safe.
Seeing that Banlan seemed lost in thought, Moyue assumed she was missing her sweetheart and didn't disturb her. After a while, Banlan muttered to herself, "Moyue, I don't understand men, and I don't even understand women. Isn't that ridiculous?"
Mo Yue sighed calmly: "What's so funny? There are too many things in this world that we can't see clearly. Who dares to say with their hand on their heart that they absolutely understand them?"
"Oh, Moyue, you're so kind," Banlan exclaimed.
Mo Yue smiled and said, "What's so good about me? It's you who looks so sad and pitiful."
Ban Lan said, "I don't need anyone's pity."
Mo Yue could only say, "Being pitiful is also one of a woman's assets."
Ban Lan said, "There is always something hateful about a pitiful person."
Mo Yue gently tapped Ban Lan's forehead and said, "You're like a little stubborn rock!"
Ban Lan murmured, "Isn't that right?"
Mo Yue was confused by what she said and was about to ask when suddenly there was a "thump" and the door to the side room was pushed open.
Then Banlan saw Cen Ji's cold face.
Pouring wine (repairing)
Cen Ji's hands were like iron shackles, binding Ban Lan until she grimaced in pain.
With a dark expression, he dragged Ban Lan out of the side room and rushed out of Shengge Tower.
The people inside craned their necks as far as they could. They'd seen women drag their husbands home by the ears after a fight, but they'd never seen a man grab a little girl's arm and yank her out.
Cen Ji walked very fast, unaware that the arm he grabbed was connected to Ban Lan's injured shoulder.