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Once, the gardens of Rufeng Sect were the most beautiful thing Ye Wangxi had laid her eyes on.
That changed after she met Song Qiutong. Song Qiutong was practically a work of art, a delicately carved statue brought to life. She held herself with a womanly grace Ye Wangxi was almost envious of, her plush lips curving upwards as she laughed. She was beautiful.
"Ye Wangxi, come join me," Song Qiutong smiled from where she lounged in the garden, sunlight dappling her smooth skin. Her dark eyes curved with joy, eyelashes fluttering, and a delicate hand was held out.
"I shouldn't," Ye Wangxi shook her head, looking around in worry. There was no one else in the gardens, but it was still a risk. Her feelings for Song Qiutong - their shared feelings - could never be shown openly. For Song Qiutong was engaged to someone else, and Ye Wangxi would give up everything for him.
"There's no one around, it's safe." Song Qiutong's lips pulled back to reveal delicate white teeth, a dangerous smile that Ye Wangxi found dragging her forward till she perched beside her. "See, that was easy."
"Easy until we're caught," Ye Wangxi replied, struggling to relax.
Song Qiutong laughed, soft and melodic, and took Ye Wangxi's hand in her own. It was so small and delicate, softness contrasting the calluses of Ye Wangxi's that came from training. She curled her fingers around smaller ones, engulfing Song Qiutong's hand.
"Relax. I made sure no one would come this way first."
Ye Wangxi didn't question how, because she knew she'd dislike the answer. Instead she relaxed, leaning in closer to Song Qiutong. Song Qiutong turned and pressed a kiss to Ye Wangxi's cheek, staining it with a red she'd have to wash off.
But it was fine. She could take a moment to enjoy her time with the beautiful woman she loved, in the stunning gardens of her home sect.