Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 383: An Inconceivable Vision

Qu Fulan dressed Pei Ji’an herself, not handing it over to others.

She first untied his hair, combed it straight, then tied it behind his head before putting on a shirt, vest, suit, boots, etc.

Isn’t that how the proud European nobles dress? Long hair tied at the back, handsome like Apollo.

When she finished dressing Pei Ji’an, she was stunned. He looked more like a noble than the European nobles.

So handsome!

A proud chin, slender stature, handsome face, a typical young noble master indeed!

If he had a cane at this moment, he would be a perfect European noble.

"Wait here, I’ll go change." Qu Fulan said and ran off, lest she couldn’t handle looking at him any longer.

Pei Ji’an patiently stood in place waiting. He found the outfit quite novel, more convenient than a robe, but unfortunately too new, only suitable to wear at home in front of her for fun. Wearing it outside would seem odd.

Qu Fulan didn’t go far to change, just behind a screen, and took a long while to change clothes, the sounds of rustling gradually ceased as she stepped out.

"Ahem, I’m ready." Qu Fulan felt a bit embarrassed.

She also just changed into an outfit with her hair tied high, revealing her smooth forehead and long swan neck.

She wore an off-the-shoulder dress with a long skirt trailing the ground.

Pei Ji’an turned around, first amazed by her unique attire, then his smile froze on the second glance.

Qu Fulan didn’t notice and picked up her skirt to walk toward him, stopping a few steps away, speaking playfully, "Shall I teach you a dance?"

A dance that is not too hard, but not very simple either—Waltz.

He was smart and learned quickly; after a few teachings, he should get the hang of it.

Move forward, backward, spin... Qu Fulan recalled the waltz steps, imagining him, having mastered it, reaching out to her. "Miss, may I have this dance?"

Then she would place her hand in his palm, "It would be an honor."

The thought was beautiful, but Qu Fulan realized he seemed unresponsive to her words.

"Si?"

Pei Ji’an, looking at the beautiful lady in front of him, suddenly had flashes of images in his mind.

"Sorry, I mistook you for someone else." The girl wore a flustered expression.

The man smiled gently, standing up, "You didn’t mistake me; I am indeed your blind date today."

...

"Do you know how to dance?"

"No."

"I’ll teach you."

The suit-clad man offered his hand to the lady, whose expression was nervous and hesitant, but she finally placed her hand in his.

Light-hearted steps, swirling skirts, fluttering and turning, a perfect waltz concluded under his guidance.

...

"Can you tell me why we broke up?"

"I am not worthy of you."

"Is it you’re not worthy, or you’re unwilling to put in a little effort for our happiness?"

"I don’t understand what you mean."

"No, you understand, you understand too well, hence so rational, even if I took ninety-nine steps toward you, the last step you still wouldn’t take toward me."

The scene shifted.

It was still her face, yet she called him "boss."

He taught her about life and many principles.

Also taught her horse riding and archery...

The scene shifted again, a cold man busy at work, while a lively woman whined beside him, saying she didn’t want to learn those tedious rules anymore, but the cold man remained unmoved...

"Si, Si?"

When Pei Ji’an came to his senses, he saw Qu Fulan looking at him with a worried expression, only then realizing he had unknowingly zoned out and fallen into some inexplicable illusion.

"What’s wrong with you? You look pale." Qu Fulan asked worriedly.

He suddenly zoned out, clearly looking at her, yet as if seeing through her, no matter how she called, he didn’t respond, scaring her.

Pei Ji’an shook his head slightly, and those previous images gradually faded from his mind, "Nothing, just suddenly felt a bit dizzy."

He couldn’t tell her about those bizarre illusions and needlessly worry her.

"Then let’s not dance. Let’s go back and rest." Qu Fulan said.

Pei Ji’an didn’t refuse, and the two soon changed clothes and returned to bed, simply to sleep, as neither had any such notions.

Pei Ji’an was unsettled by those real yet surreal images; he couldn’t understand what had caused his mind to flash those images, having something on his mind naturally dismissed any such romantic thoughts.

Qu Fulan was worried about his health, checking his pulse, which was somewhat erratic, yet couldn’t find the reason.

"How about calling a doctor?"

"No need, it’s just a sudden heart palpitation, and it will ease after a while."

Later, his pulse did gradually calm down, allowing Qu Fulan to relax completely and sleep peacefully.

But Pei Ji’an struggled to fall asleep for a long time.

Qu Fulan had a dreamless night, and the next day she was planning to visit the shop when she received news from her aunt, saying Cousin Jinxiu and Chen Zhengsheng were getting engaged, inviting her over to discuss the related matters.

Chen Zhengsheng was already a Juren, and after the provincial examination, it would be the palace examination; if he could place among the top three, it would be exceptionally glorious. With his capability, Pei Ji’an mentioned his chances were very high to be in the top three. Originally, Chen Zhengsheng planned to achieve top honors before marrying, but his mother’s health was declining, anxious to see him married, thus their wedding was brought forward.

Regardless, a marriage is a joyous occasion, so Qu Fulan was naturally happy to participate in the discussions.

Then she also learned about Li Niang and Shi Yi’s marriage, not planning for a grand event, just inviting familiar people for a meal as witnesses would suffice.

Such matters, as long as those involved are happy, are all that matter; aside from blessings, as an onlooker, nothing more could be done.

Li Niang’s marriage was simple but still needed preparations, so she had no time to manage the shop, leaving it to Li Hua, who was now adept at making tofu skin buns. Although not quite as good as Li Niang, it was only a matter of time.

"It’s that Xiao Shiqing, he inexplicably keeps visiting me; do you think he has any motives?" Li Hua conveyed the matter to Qu Fulan, seeking her opinion.

Qu Fulan only then learned Xiao Shiqing had been keeping an eye on Li Hua. She guessed that Xiao Shiqing was likely confused by the purse incident. If even she was puzzled, how could he not be?

"Let him watch, he won’t dare do anything anyway." Eventually, having gotten nothing from his watch, he would give up.

Li Hua then paid no mind to the matter, trusting that if Young Madam said there was nothing, then surely there was nothing.

While they were analyzing Xiao Shiqing’s strange behavior, on the other end, Pei Ji’an had already sought Master Huideng.

Regarding the images in his mind from last night, Pei Ji’an sensed there was nothing simple about them. Unable to deduce an explanation himself, he could only turn to his knowledgeable mentor, who might know something.