Yue's eyes nearly bulged out of her head. What... the bloody fuck? Why had he just--? All sense seemed to quickly fly out the window almost as fast as Ao Kuang flew into a paper screen. Oh Holy Mazu, what had she gotten herself into? This wasn't good. Nope, not at all. Was this guy as button pushing as Ao Kuang--
The more pressing matter was that he just said. His women? Who said she was anyone's women? Okay, so she was suppose to receive blessings, but that didn't mean she was... theirs... did it? Oh Holy Jade Emperor, it did! Well, shit! How... upsetting.
Then again that's what she technically "came here for". To replace the aspect of love she had no idea even existed. It was a foreign concept she was never even taught. She couldn't fathom it, yet she still adored the thought of it, the cliches. To pretend she was the center of affection for other guys, and that she actually made a difference. That someone who loved her could feel pain at the thought of losing her, or mourn her altogether.
It was stupid, but a psychological issue, she supposed.
Oh sorrow! How tough of a life! Full of disappointment! Such a sha- Oh Jade Emperer, that whiplash. Talk about a personality one eighty. First he grabs his brother by the hair and yanks him off, now it's trying to be a gentlemen?! How...
Entertaining.
"I suppose... I'm fine? Kind of shaken, but... Otherwise I'm fine.." Yue smiled, a bit. She pulled herself off the ground, dusting her body off as she looked at the groaning man. "Ao Kuang seems to be... quite the unusual one. Do you all get like that, if you do not mind me asking? I hope I'm not being rude... Or something." Yue paused. "Oh! What's your name?"
Eh? Options? How was she suppose to pick one? Maybe... think what choice she wanted? Wait, her name was Mazu? Eyes widened briefly. Well, this was supposedly historical fantasy...! Anyway, what option would she pick? There was nothing to save, nor could she ask for advice yet. Hell, she didn't even know what was going on, so she couldn't even pick rumor. Common sense and over-thinking was about all she could do at this point. A crying shame, if one was to ask her.
Onyx eyes stared into the darkness, the faint design of the wood being the only thing noticeable. How could this had happened? This was most defiantly a worse-case scenario she hadn't been taught in school, and to take note of her mental state, it was eerily calm. Was there a way to possibly describe the feelings of such a state?
Maybe it was just the shock refusing to let her comprehend the situation, but her body was certainly reacting with the shake of her hands and her inability to rest.
What was she going to do about her studies? Or her daily chores? Or even her pending job interview, that to be quite frank about, she dreaded with every fiber of her being. The unfortunate consequences of each of neglected action were beginning to spiral out of control before the small women state up straight, panic in her eyes.
'It's okay, just... breathe in and out, just think and observe whats happening...'
Judging by the long strands of raven black, she knew for a fact she wasn't 'herself' in a sense. She was the heroine, Biyu, of the dating sim 'Gōng'. She could see her stats, and it just honestly continued her exasperation. Sixty health points, ten sacred points, the usual beginning stage. She knew certain things to avoid, but the biggest question was, would she be able to die?
That was a question where was she going to have to go? Maybe she could clear her head at the Gazebo...?