Chapter 512 - 0309 So-called Hua Yue (2-in-1)

Ms. Zhu originally thought that she would feel jealous if anyone other than Xu Chang’an got close to Li Zhibai, even the Qinling and Gu Qiancheng she raised herself.

Until the image of the girl who never acknowledges anyone with her eyes, Miss Yun, flashed through her mind.

Yun Qian?

The threat she poses is less than Xu Chang’an’s.

"Your Miss Yun is not as good as you are." Ms. Zhu said seriously.

Xu Chang’an: "..."

Seeing Xu Chang’an fall silent, Ms. Zhu didn’t think much, only said, "Just now, when you didn’t want to speak, I thought it was a woman from Muyu Peak giving orders, which made you so nervous."

If it were Yun Qian...

Her threat is infinitely close to zero, isn’t it?

"Don’t look at me like that." Ms. Zhu waved her hands, "Don’t you know what kind of person Miss Yun is yourself? She sees nothing but you, there’s nothing much to say."

The few dialogues Ms. Zhu had with Yun Qian were with Xu Chang’an beside them.

In fact, as the person entrusted by Xu Chang’an to take care of Yun Qian when he’s away, Ms. Zhu deemed herself quite understanding of Yun Qian.

If Xu Chang’an happened to see a beautiful woman, he might even look at her twice as he would glance at a flower...

But Yun Qian wouldn’t even look.

"I thought the Flower Moon Building could be a good place for recreation." Ms. Zhu clucked, "But she never takes a second look, so... I occasionally wonder what drug you gave that Miss Yun to make her like you so much."

Xu Chang’an: "..."

Ms. Zhu: "?"

She watched the way Xu Chang’an cradled the hand warmer, looking poised yet hesitant, and blinked.

"Why? She’s not jealous of your Miss Yun, and you’re still unhappy?" Ms. Zhu rolled her eyes at Xu Chang’an, "Still worried about you, this child’s strange habits."

"..." Xu Chang’an said nothing, lowering his head to hide his peculiar expression.

Miss Yun’s "combat power" isn’t as good as his?

That’s right.

Before Yun Qian came to the mountain, he might have thought so too.

Except, he hadn’t yet heard Li Zhibai’s gentle and soft calls of "Ms. Yun."

He looked at the hand warmer in his arms, recalling how on the day Li Zhibai hosted Yun Qian, fearing she’d freeze, he handed her an exquisite hand warmer upon her arrival.

That day, Li Zhibai dressed up the room like a tea party, using candied fruits and incense.

Most importantly...

Although it was just a glance in the garden at the time, it left a remarkable memory.

He noticed then that Li Zhibai had changed out of her faded Daoist robes into a simple white, soft long dress for Yun Qian.

Li Zhibai had her long hair cascading down her waist, tying the ends with a white ribbon, exuding elegant charm and tranquil grace.

"..."

Xu Chang’an sighed softly.

For Li Zhibai to be so nervous, specially calling for a dress, Miss Yun couldn’t possibly be inferior to him?

Xu Chang’an placed the hand warmer in front of Ms. Zhu and gave her a deep look.

This look puzzled Ms. Zhu greatly, and she couldn’t comprehend it.

But as someone who understood Yun Qian... Ms. Zhu simply didn’t consider Yun Qian to pose any threat to her.

As for Li Zhibai?

She had even more confidence in Ah Bai’s temperament.

Therefore, she firmly believed that, even if Li Zhibai and Yun Qian collided together, no sparks would ensue.

"What’s with the look?" Ms. Zhu snorted.

"Nothing." Xu Chang’an guiltily looked away.

As a junior, though he knew Ms. Zhu was extremely kind to him, so was his teacher... he couldn’t relay Li Zhibai’s private matters to Ms. Zhu...

Moreover, letting Ms. Zhu know that her cherished "Ah Bai" would change into a dress for Miss Yun...

He could hardly imagine what might happen.

Miss Yun always had one thing to say.

If he didn’t ask, she wouldn’t tell.

Thus, if even Senior Zhu felt nothing of it, there was no need for him to speak, right?

He’s a student of the teacher, not a spy Ms. Zhu had put beside the teacher...

"Young master, come be my spy."

"..."

Xu Chang’an raised his head and saw a smile as radiant as flowers.

Miss Zhu in a pitch black long dress, her long hair like a waterfall, lazily leaned against the pavilion column, head tilted and watching him, her beautiful eyes half-squinting, like a sunbathing fox.

Appearing relaxed, within her gaze lay a hint of cunning, ready to pounce and deliver a fatal bite to her prey at any moment.

Outside the pavilion, a slight drizzle fell quietly.

"Ms. Zhu, you... said what?" Xu Chang’an cautiously asked.

"What has master been hiding from me?" Ms. Zhu asked tenderly.

"..." Xu Chang’an’s fingers trembled, remaining silent.

"If young master doesn’t wish to say, then I won’t ask." Ms. Zhu smiled slightly, "After all, the person talking to you now is not your Senior Zhu, not something from the Immortal Sect, just an ordinary, unrequited woman from the Flower Moon Building."

Xu Chang’an realized what Ms. Zhu was implying.

Her words meant the topic ahead would be more private, not from "Ms. Zhu" or "Senior’s" perspective.

"Spy?" Xu Chang’an couldn’t help but ask.

"In the literal sense." Ms. Zhu pinched a white stone and once again placed it in the Celestial Essence Position, slowly saying: "To place a stone in Celestial Yuan loses the first move advantage, but that’s the stubbornness of a girl, the sky is vast, yet not broader than what I like."

Xu Chang’an didn’t respond to the game, quietly listening to her speak.

"Chess, it taught me many things." Ms. Zhu had a stunning curve at her lips as she picked up a black stone and played against herself.