Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s

"You’re awake." Tian Sangsang had just finished her chores when she noticed Guan Kunling standing at the doorway. Her cheeks were flushed, her expression icy, and she was quietly tugging at the corners of her garment.

Imagine, if you will, an ice mountain beauty blushing. Her face expressionless yet tinged with red, like a crimson rose blooming amidst a snowy peak.

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Guan Kunling battled momentarily with herself. When she woke up earlier and noticed what she was wearing, it felt utterly foreign. Though she hailed from a modern and open era, in comparison to this place, the difference was vast. This kind of bare-shouldered, revealing attire truly felt dishonorable for a woman’s modesty. She herself might not mind, but the issue lay with her lord! However, recalling that her lord was dressed similarly, she guessed that it was probably her lord who helped change her clothes. Her heart was then filled with nothing but gratitude. Truly, her lord had gone to great lengths for her.

"Little Auntie. My mom made you a meal." Meng Shuyan trotted over to her with his short legs, his little face beaming as he looked up at her. Little Auntie was so pretty! Aside from his mom, she was the most beautiful. And he noticed her gleaming, shiny sword too. Oh, how he wanted to touch it...

Ah, he really wanted to touch that weapon—it looked so incredible. Meng Shuyan thought to himself, temptation filling his heart.

Guan Kunling froze for a moment, her icy gaze falling on the little figure before her. He had on a red short-sleeved shirt and black shorts, his face fair and refined, his lips red and teeth pearly white. Something buried deep in her memory stirred, seemed about to surface, but then abruptly stopped short.

Mom. That must mean "mother" here.

"Young Master?" A fleeting glimmer crossed Guan Kunling’s frosty eyes as she bent her knees, preparing to kneel.

"Kunling." Tian Sangsang swiftly and firmly supported her around the waist, calling out to her in a soft but piercing voice. If her guess was right, Kunling was about to kneel again.

"Lord... Sangsang." Guan Kunling bit her pale lip, seeing the warning in Tian Sangsang’s eyes. She straightened her posture on her own accord.