This is—not what Liu Mingyan expected. She'd anticipated a Luo Binghe triumphant with his conquering of this new realm, or bored by its limitations, not—whatever this is.
She leans forward, trying to read his face; with a strange pang she wishes Ning Yingying had been in attendance at meetings today, and they had stepped through into this new world together;1 Yingying would be able to make sense of the conflicted feelings in their husbands' eyes in a way that she often cannot. But—he seems almost pleased by these changes, hopeful, and so she lets herself hope, too—could this really be what she'd been longing for? "What kind of changes?" she asks, quietly, trying to signal that such things are not unwelcome to her, if they are not unwelcome to him.
1 Any other reasons for wanting Yingying to have been stepping through a secret staircase that leads directly to her bedchambers are irrelevant and for that matter don't exist in the first place, shut up.
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Date: 2023-12-13 10:04 pm (UTC)She leans forward, trying to read his face; with a strange pang she wishes Ning Yingying had been in attendance at meetings today, and they had stepped through into this new world together;1 Yingying would be able to make sense of the conflicted feelings in their husbands' eyes in a way that she often cannot. But—he seems almost pleased by these changes, hopeful, and so she lets herself hope, too—could this really be what she'd been longing for? "What kind of changes?" she asks, quietly, trying to signal that such things are not unwelcome to her, if they are not unwelcome to him.
1 Any other reasons for wanting Yingying to have been stepping through a secret staircase that leads directly to her bedchambers are irrelevant and for that matter don't exist in the first place, shut up.