Before taking the stage.
Miss Lu came over from a distance holding Zhu Pingniangâs Seven-Stringed Zither, looking her up and down in her pure black zither attire, and said with a smile, "Ms. Zhu, you look really nice today."
"Whatâs nice about it?" Zhu Pingniang yawned lazily and asked, "Is he here?"
"Who are you talking about?" Miss Lu smirked.
"Who do you think?"
"If youâre talking about Young Master Xu, then of course, heâs here. Didnât you already see him?" Miss Lu walked behind Zhu Pingniang, thoughtfully tidying the belt around her slender waist, then added, "If youâre talking about anyone else, then no... our Miss Zhu doesnât perform her zither skills for other men."
"Chatterbox." Zhu Pingniang turned around and knocked on her maidâs head before asking, "The snacks I sent, did he eat them?"
"He will, Iâm sure. I reminded him enough." Miss Lu responded.
"If he likes them, thatâs great." Zhu Pingniang seemed to recall something, squinting her eyes and smiling slyly like a charming fox.
Seeing this, Miss Lu froze for a moment.
It was expected that Ms. Zhu would perform on stage for him, but why does she care about these small things too...
Miss Lu suddenly realized something.
Even though she already considered Xu Changâanâs position to be very important, in reality... Xu Changâanâs status in Zhu Pingniangâs eyes was even higher than she thought.
She had underestimated Zhu Pingniangâs affection for Xu Changâan.
But... why?
Miss Lu herself had high regard for Xu Changâan, after all, she too came from a brothel background.
But if she changed her perspective and looked at it more rationallyâ
As Zhu Pingniangâs close maid, she didnât know much about the affairs of the Immortal Sect, but she knew a thing or two... Compared to those who visited Zhu Pingniang ordinarily, Xu Changâan didnât seem particularly outstanding in any regard according to Zhu Pingniang.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Pingniang looked at her.
"Ms. Zhu, you really do like that young master, but why?" Miss Lu didnât hide her doubts and voiced them.
"Donât ask what shouldnât be asked." Zhu Pingniangâs brows furrowed with a hint of cold light in her eyes, "Slap your mouth."
"Yes, maâam." Miss Lu took Zhu Pingniangâs hand, slapped her own face twice, and then asked, "So, I understand that youâve always valued him from the start, but this time itâs obviously much more."
Those favored are always fearless, thatâs how it always is in this world.
"Cheeky girl, if it were any other year, I wouldâve had to punish you." Zhu Pingniang spat out, but it was clear her mood was very good, as she was laughing.
"I just rebuked a few cheeky girls who said you were âflat-chested.â" Miss Lu glanced at Zhu Pingniangâs chest, then stood straight and sought a reward from Zhu Pingniang for defending her.
"..."
Zhu Pingniangâs eye twitched.
Her figure wasnât bad, quite standard in fact.
But just because of the old nickname derived from âPingâ in Pingniang, sheâd occasionally be teased by the girls she doted on.
"Have you been eating too well lately, you cheeky girl?" Zhu Pingniang pinched Miss Luâs waist with her exceptionally beautiful hand.
"Iâm not ticklish." Miss Lu glanced in the direction of Xu Changâanâs elegant room, blinked, and whispered, "Quite a number of sisters in the house are quite jealous because you specially dressed up and performed for the young master."
Including herself.
"What unfounded jealousy." Zhu Pingniang spat, and then asked, "Is it really that obvious?"
"Yes." Miss Lu nodded.
Itâs way more than obvious, itâs practically written all over her face how much she values him.
In the past, Zhu Pingniang did value Xu Changâan, but as her maid witnessing it, she could sense that Zhu Pingniangâs care was like a senior to a junior. However, todayâs sudden change, performing specifically for him, even she felt like... Zhu Pingniang might have developed a "mortal heart."
An elegant room, makeup changes, taking the stage to play the zither... anyone would think that way.
"I wasnât thinking that much." Zhu Pingniang tilted her head, she was just expressing importance.
"So, is it true youâre paying more attention to him than before? Is it because this time he came back looking much more handsome?"
"..."
"Or is it because of the young masterâs cultivation potential being greater now..." Miss Lu asked.
"I do value him more, but it has nothing to do with cultivation." Zhu Pingniang shook her head, spreading her hands to look at the black and white striped nails on her fingers.
Xu Changâan used to be just a student taught by Li Zhibai.
Now, he has been genuinely recognized by Li Zhibai.
This is the reason why his importance in Zhu Pingniangâs heart has risen so quickly.
Because of this, even if she didnât like Xu Changâan before, she would consider him part of the direct lineage; let alone the fact that she already quite liked Xu Changâan.
Zhu Pingniang specially performed, perhaps partly hoping that Xu Changâan would say a few good words about her to Li Zhibai.
But such matters were not easy to discuss with her maid.
"Well, let the girls have their moment of unfounded jealousy, a few hours will pass, after all, the target is Young Master Xu." Miss Lu whispered in Zhu Pingniangâs ear, "For other men, itâs hard to say, but the young master certainly wonât misunderstand your intentions."
Because they knew that Xu Changâan wouldnât misunderstand, wouldnât take Zhu Pingniangâs attention as romantic interest, they felt very at ease with Xu Changâan.
Therefore, all the doubts and oddities wouldnât be directed at Xu Changâan, only at Zhu Pingniang, leaving an impression that she wanted to âeat tender grass.â