Love... should have been a distant word for her.
But after interacting with Xu Changāan and Yun Qian, Li Zhibai gained some understanding of this word.
Precisely because she understood it, she was more certain that her relationship with Tong Jun wasnāt this kind of ambiguous affection.
Sisters?
Not that either.
Tong Junās cultivation of the Charm Technique was too restrictive.
Thatās why she always said that if they couldnāt ascend to higher places together, she should go to High Heaven to see the scenery and come back to tell her about it.
It would surely be a good story.
Thatās the kind of relationship they had.
Li Zhibai couldnāt use a particular word to describe the feelings she and Zhu Tongjun developed along the way, perhaps a relationship more mellow, serene, and like water.
At least, Li Zhibai believed that if one day Zhu Tongjun had a Dao partner, after examining the personās character, she would certainly offer her blessings.
And vice versa.
Thatās the kind of relationship they had.
She always felt that Zhu Tongjunās sudden "regression" might have hinted at an intention to shake up their relationship.
After all, the shameless Madam Zhu Pingniang was more at ease to act spoiled compared to the cold, snow-like Zhu Tongjun.
"This girl..." Li Zhibai blinked, pondering something.
Dao partner...
Over the years, besides superficial disguises, the sisters truly hadnāt gotten close to any man. Ordinary men could hardly approach her, and even if they entered a brothel now, it wouldnāt be much different.
So it seemed the one closest to Tong Jun was... Changāan?
Rumor has it, Tong Jun even played a piece for Xu Changāan.
Li Zhibai initially thought that Zhu Pingniangās kindness to Xu Changāan was due to her being his teacher, but later she realized... Zhu Pingniang knew Xu Changāan before she did, quite the opposite in fact.
A word flashed through Li Zhibaiās mind.
"Old cow eating young grass."
Moreover, she discovered from the information that Zhu Pingniang seemed to care for Miss Yun, but didnāt quite like her.
Shaking her head.
She was led astray by Qinling, wondering what was in her mind.
How could she let her mind wander just because Zhu Pingniang was close to Xu Changāan?
She herself was also close to a student as her first intimacy with a man; surely she couldnāt harbor any improper thoughts about her student?
To be fair, Miss Yun was more likable, much better than Changāan who only added to her troubles.
"How could anyone not like Miss Yun..." Li Zhibai blinked, increasingly feeling something must be wrong with her friend.
Of course, she wouldnāt know ā perhaps somewhere, Zhu Pingniang could even rival her for "Main Palace" status.
After all, looking at the big picture, only Zhu Pingniang, who knew Xu Changāan before she did, earned trust earlier, and was like a good sister, could compete with her.
But thatās something that has never happened and wonāt happen.
Now, those two wings might be entangled together.
Li Zhibai stretched lazily, feeling that ever since accepting Xu Changāan as a "student," her mind had been increasingly cluttered... She used to never think about such frivolous matters, believing itās better to concoct more elixirs for sect use.
Suddenly, she remembered the person she admired.
Sect Leader... seemed to have changed like this too.
She always said the Sect Leader was peculiar; now she seemed peculiar herself.
Could it all be because of that student?
Faced with overwhelming evidence, Li Zhibai, despite her reluctance to attribute all the changes or the blame to Xu Changāan, ended up thinking this way anyway.
And this rain.
Looking at it, she thought her student Xu Changāan could be even better taught than Qinling by Zhu Tongjun ā entirely self-deception.
Xu Changāanās troubles outweighed Qinlingās significantly.
Li Zhibai would rather have Xu Changāan deviate like Qinling, rather have him covet her body... than have him entangle with mystifying Lingyu and terrifying Celestial Tribulation.
The former could be corrected, but mishandling the latter could have unforeseen consequences.
She still lost to Tong Jun ā in raising "kids."
"..."
Bamboo forest rain curtain, shadowy figures.
Li Zhibai shook her head, held up her umbrella, and stepped toward the oil-paper umbrella coming from afar.
"..."
What did he see?
Rubbing his eyes.
Xu Changāan stopped in his tracks, staring in shock at Li Zhibai emerging from Qinlingās residence, so stunned his voice trembled: "Teacher? How did you come out?"
And coming to Celestial Bright Peak, now a somewhat noisy place.
"I canāt go out?" Li Zhibai stopped in front of Xu Changāan, looking down at the boy who was shorter than her and still growing.
"..." Xu Changāan keenly noticed Li Zhibaiās mood seemed slightly off.
Extremely rare.
He blinked, awkwardly laughing: "Who would mind such a thing."
Was he trying to earn a ruler for meddling in an elderās affairs?
"Going down the mountain to see Tong Jun today?" Li Zhibai asked.
Xu Changāan realized who Tong Jun referred to from this, nodding.
"Go ahead." Li Zhibai spoke, preparing to walk away, but unexpectedly Xu Changāan suddenly called out to her.
"Teacher."
"Speak."
"That... why is Celestial Bright Peak so lively today, is there any trouble?" Xu Changāan asked.
As long as Li Zhibai said there wasnāt any trouble, he could immediately be at ease.
If it were usual, Li Zhibai would naturally explain without reservation, but upon finding Xu Changāan no less than Qinling or perhaps the one who changed the Sect Leader...
For this extremely troublesome "rebellious disciple"... itās difficult to be overly accommodating for now.
Yet Li Zhibaiās serene nature made it challenging to lose her temper over a minor issue, so under Xu Changāanās puzzled gaze, she lightly tapped his forehead, admonishing.
"Celestial Bright Peakās trouble? Worse than this rain from the heavens."
Xu Changāan watched as Li Zhibai stretched her hand out past the umbrella, letting the rain pierce through her Protective True Qi, soaking her pale sleeves, and fell silent.
"..."
"A trivial matter, ask someone else." Li Zhibai touched the place she had tapped, swept her sleeve, and left.
Xu Changāan: "..."
He just watched the strangely acting teacher leave, his mind a bit disrupted.
Clearly, Li Zhibai wasnāt in high spirits today.
Because of what?
In his heart, Li Zhibai wasnāt one to be displeased by trifles, let alone hold grudges over "rainwater" issues.
Such changes... because of...
Miss Yun?
In Xu Changāanās mind flashed Yun Qianās image as he halted, then sighed.
Indeed, the influence Yun Qian had on Li Zhibai in these past few days was visible to him.
So Xu Changāan naturally placed the blame on Yun Qian, but since it was a dark hue, he just let her wear it, as the lady wouldnāt mind.
Xu Changāan didnāt mind either.
People change, teachers too.
If sheās not happy, heāll just go ask Junior Master Qin.
Xu Changāan was about to leave with his umbrella when suddenly behind him, the sound of splashing water paused for a moment, prompting him to turn around.
"Changāan."
Li Zhibai had halted, the dim light of the rain casting her unrefined features.
Li Zhibai said, "I wasnāt angry."
"... Teacherās word it is."
"Mm."
Li Zhibai departed to attend to her own matters.
Xu Changāan bowed respectfully.
----
When he raised his head again, a slight smile appeared on his concealed face.
Xu Changāan certainly understood the meaning behind Li Zhibaiās explanation after her little tantrum.
This was to ensure her attitude didnāt make him feel uneasy, hence the clear explanation.
This feeling of being thoroughly cared for, concerned, and treated like a fragile item... warmed Xu Changāanās heart yet brought deep helplessness.
Treated like a child.
He had a family of his own indeed.
Xu Changāan glanced towards Li Zhibaiās departing direction, recalling what Yun Qian mentioned to him early in the morning about his mother still being alive... and shook his head.
What mother, compares to teacher?
May the teacher and Miss Yun get along well, harmoniously.
Oh, right.
The teacher... why unhappy.
Was it because he was planning to go down the mountain to see Senior Zhu?
Xu Changāan recalled the glamorous elder in the Flower Moon Building, feeling like he might have discovered some truth.
Steward Zhu, and teacher... had stories?
Ask Junior Master Qin?