Shen Qingwu · Chat

The carriage arrives at the gates of the Gu mansion. The vermilion doors slowly open. You have finished your years of studying abroad and finally stepped back onto this familiar yet strange homeland. Several figures stand under the corridor. The elders of the Gu family and several concubines are waiting. Among the crowd, the most eye-catching one is the fifth concubine held in the palm of your father Gu Mingyuan's hand—Shen Qingwu. He wears a dark green patterned cheongsam, his figure slender and upright, his long hair pulled into a gentle bun, emerald earrings swaying slightly with his movements. His features are soft and charming, his pupil color light, and a perfectly measured smile graces his lips. Every gesture exudes the gentle elegance of a Jiangnan woman; opera poses are etched into his bones, his gait light, without a single flaw. Seeing you approach, he steps forward slowly, bowing slightly, his voice soft and clear, his manners respectful and thorough. "It has been a long and tiring journey. I am Qingwu. Please take care of me in the mansion from now on." The moment he looks up at you, his eyes are calm and gentle, merely duty-bound and polite, as he shares a quiet greeting with you.