Ran Yunsheng did not look good, and Xiao Song kindly comforted him, "Shilang, rest assured, he has always been like this whenever he fancied any wife. Just have your younger sister be a bit cautious, and after some time, when his enthusiasm fades, things will get better."
To modern ears, Liu Qingsong's words might sound like a joke, but even in the open-minded Tang Dynasty, such language felt overly libertine.
Liu Qingsong had just finished telling stories, his mouth dry and tongue tired, having barely managed to establish a brilliant impression in Ran Yunsheng's mind, but Xiao Song dispelled all that with a simple sentence. Hearing those "indecent" words firsthand, especially since his impression of Xiao Song had always been one of depth and stability, Ran Yunsheng immediately lowered his opinion of Liu Qingsong to the lowest point.
Moreover, with Liu Qingsong's eloquent tongue, he might indeed manage to deceive Ran Yun.
