"I brought him here. We are... friends. Once when I was doing business, I passed by the jurisdiction of the Qing Dynasty and encountered bandits. It was the Qing army who saved me." The scholar with red lips and white teeth said.
"Wait a minute, I don't know if you misunderstood what I said. Maybe I didn't understand what I said."
Dorgon interrupted again, this time he looked directly at me: "Actually, the person I want to date is - you, Miss Yuan Ziyi. Not Miss Kong. Miss Yuan, I hope you accept it."
"W-what? Me?"
Not only was I pointing at myself in great surprise, but even the men present looked at Dorgon and me in shock.
"That's right, it's you, Miss Ziyi."
Dorgon held my hand enthusiastically and boldly, with no hidden affection in his eyes, "Ziyi, you are usually simple and simple, and you are gorgeous today. I like them both."
I'm not good at words, these are my sincere words. If the expression is too rough, please understand that I like you."
"..." Is he kidding? He likes me?
"This flute is given to you... I know you like it very much. This is also specially made for my beloved girl. I hope you accept it." He handed the flute to my hand.
Qudi... my home instrument...
"Yuan Ziyi."
However, Hua Wuxie suddenly roared angrily, and his fire-like eyes shot towards me.
"I'm sorry, you know that... Manchus and Chinese cannot intermarry. Besides, you and I have special status. I can't accept your gift, let alone your... affection."
I reluctantly refused the musical flute...
I feel so heartbroken. I don’t know how I will ask Dorgon for this flute in the future. I am really a big fool, a huge fool.
"It doesn't matter if you can't accept my affection for a while. Maybe it's too unexpected for you.
But please accept this flute, if you refuse...I will be very embarrassed."
Dorgon smiled. Even though the smile was forced out, it was... touching.
"Can I really accept it? Can I accept it even if I don't accept your affection?"
If that's the case, it doesn't matter, I can't ask for it. So what if Hua Wuxie stares at me?