Xu Changâan: "..."
"Ms. Zhu."
Xu Changâan sighed: "Is there something you canât just tell me directly?"
So after all this fuss, she wants him to personally cook for her.
Itâs such a small matter, is it necessary to be so roundabout?
And also...
So Zhu Pingniang deliberately instructed him to dine in the private room to wait for him here?
If he eats hers, he has to cook for her?
Ms. Zhu, Senior Zhu?
Are you a little girl?
Xu Changâan was rather tired.
He just assumed Zhu Pingniang was jealous because Li Zhibai went to his house for a visit, so she wanted to taste the cooking her teacher tasted. He wasnât surprised by Zhu Pingniangâs request at all.
"Nonsense, youâre asking your sister for help, and you want sister to beg you?" Zhu Pingniang, seeing he finally understood, said irritably: "Moreover, up to now, have I ever seriously asked you to do anything?"
Xu Changâan shook his head.
"So, if I request you to do something, that would be the first time." Zhu Pingniang smiled: "Thatâs very important for a woman... how could it be used for a meal."
Seeing Zhu Pingniang acting like a mischievous girl, Xu Changâan pretended not to hear and said seriously: "Whatever Changâan can do, I will not refuse."
Not to mention a meal, Zhu Pingniang has helped him so much, heâs not ungrateful.
"You donât understand." Zhu Pingniang waved her hand.
Sheâs joking.
Xu Changâan is so mysterious now; who knows what his background is, so... she wants to save this "first time" request for a critical time. Even if itâs a joke, she doesnât want to say it.
"Alright, enough of the nonsense, what do I want to hear?" Zhu Pingniang stared at Xu Changâan.
Xu Changâan looked at Zhu Pingniangâs expectant eyes and smiled wryly, then said: "Ms. Zhu, when I return, Changâan will prepare a dinner feast. If you grace us with your presence, Iâll make sure youâre satisfied."
"Great, I want to eat the buns Qian Cheng had, and... some of Ah Baiâs favorite dishes as well." Zhu Pingniang laughed, hugging the preserves on the table and said to Xu Changâan: "Iâm taking these preserves too."
Xu Changâan watched Zhu Pingniangâs self-satisfied joy and was momentarily speechless.
Sheâs supposed to be a senior, a Hidden Immortal...
Perhaps this is just how women are; those thoughts are naturally beyond his grasp.
"Alright, do you have anything else to tell me?" Having achieved all her goals, Zhu Pingniang couldnât wait to taste Xu Changâanâs cooking and just wanted to send him to the kitchen: "Speak if you have something to say, if not... most of the ingredients have been prepared by LuâEr, once itâs done, Iâll come to eat, and Iâll provide whatever ingredients you need..."
"Ms. Zhu, about Miss Yun..." Xu Changâan reminded her.
"I wonât forget, isnât it just a few cultivation techniques?" Zhu Pingniang thought for a moment and said: "I will tidy up my collection after dinner, then help you and Miss Yun look into her constitution, and select the appropriate ones to send over."
"Thatâs a hassle." Xu Changâan breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly remembered something.
"What is it?" Seeing this, Zhu Pingniang was a bit puzzled. She busied herself mixing the black and white chess pieces into chaos, lazily dumping them all into the chess basket without arranging them, prepared to leave the mess for the next group of girls to play.
After sitting upright, she asked.
"Changâan, is there really something you want to say to me?"
"To Ms. Zhu, indeed there is." Xu Changâan gave a light cough, then pointed at the curtain that Zhu Pingniang pulled up, indicating that their current situation was being watched by the girls outside, which might not be so convenient.
"What do you mean?" Zhu Pingniang blinked, turned her head, then was momentarily stunned.
While she was playing chess earlier, she casually pulled up the curtain, and now all the affairs inside the chess pavilion were visible for others to see.
It was clearly raining outside, yet that group of impertinent girls was crowded together, holding umbrellas, looking in their direction for amusement.
Oops.
With the curtain up, doesnât it mean... they all saw her act pitifully to pull on Xu Changâanâs clothes just now?
Zhu Pingniang looked down, seeing her disheveled long hair, and her eyes had a faint hint of red embarrassment.
She gritted her teeth and said: "You little rascal, why didnât you remind me earlier."
"I just remembered too." Xu Changâan coughed lightly.
In fact, he had noticed earlier when Zhu Pingniang pulled the curtain, but since he was a junior, he thought Zhu Pingniang did it on purpose, so he didnât say anything.
The reason he mentioned it now was because his next action could easily be misunderstood, prompting him to want her to pull down the curtain... Unexpectedly, Zhu Pingniang hadnât deliberately done it for the girls outside to see.
"...Damn it, I wonder what theyâll laugh about me now." Zhu Pingniang tossed an angry glance at the rain outside the window, then pulled the curtain shut.
Thus, the light in the chess pavilion dimmed once more, and Zhu Pingniang muttered: "Tell me what you have to say later, let me fix my clothes first."
"Okay." Xu Changâan nodded, courteously closing his eyes.
Zhu Pingniang gave him a satisfied look. In the slightly dimmer environment, the hint of red on her ears was not very apparent, and her black hair draped over her shoulders softened her appearance slightly.
"Those darn girls, if rumors spread, watch me tear their mouths." Muttering, Zhu Pingniang took out a red hair tie, quickly tying her hair into a neat ponytail, simple yet beautiful.
Then she arranged her disheveled clothes.
"Alright, whatâs the matter, tell me." After Xu Changâan opened his eyes again, Zhu Pingniang curiously spoke: "Iâm quite curious what matter requires such discretion that others shouldnât see?"
She didnât want to be teased by the girls, and Xu Changâan wasnât afraid of misunderstandings because this child is always upright and fearless.
But just as Zhu Pingniang finished speaking, she saw Xu Changâan take out an exquisitely beautiful letter and present it in front of her.
"...???"
Zhu Pingniang was stunned for quite a while, even forgetting to reach out to take it, dumbly staring at the letter in Xu Changâanâs hand.
With just a glance, she saw a line of fine print on it, written in the common script of the Chaoyun Sect.
[To Miss Zhu, with fond thoughts during this long absence...]
Such a phrase, expressing oneâs affectionate sentiments, often implies expressing admiration or love.
"Changâan." Zhu Pingniang moved a little farther from Xu Changâan and, without realizing it, her voice turned slightly serious: "What... is this?"
No wonder he insisted on closing the curtain.
"Ms. Zhu, open it, and you will know." Xu Changâan felt helpless, but this was something he promised Qinling, to make sure Zhu Pingniang opens the letter without learning beforehand that it was written by Qinling.
Otherwise, Zhu Pingniang might not read it.
Because of this, Qinling didnât use her own handwriting on the envelope.
He had to deliver the letter.
This was also why Xu Changâan didnât take it out in public. Those girls outside couldnât hear what he was saying to Zhu Pingniang, but if they saw him giving a letter to her, they would undoubtedly imagine all sorts of stories, so naturally, he had to be cautious.
"..." Zhu Pingniang shot Xu Changâan a curious glance, then opened the letter.
Immediately, she saw the all-too-familiar handwriting inside, from the "Rebellious Daughter," along with some cheesy words that made her eye twitch.
So thatâs how it is.
No wonder she had a momentary misunderstanding; she wasnât aware of Xu Changâanâs good relationship with Qinlingâso much so that Qinling would have him deliver her letters.
So...
While she had asked Xu Changâan to help her approach Li Zhibai, she hadnât realized that Qinling had earlier sought Xu Changâanâs assistance for the same cause?
Rebellious Daughter.
How did she manage to raise such a rebellious girl?
Miss Zhu gritted her teeth in anger.
Fortunately, Qinlingâs over-the-top, mushy chatter didnât go on for long. Apart from the beginning, the rest explained her acquaintance with Xu Changâan, some matters concerning Yun Qian, and the information sheâd helped Zhu Pingniang gather about Li Zhibaiâs recent activities.
Qinling took it upon herself to help her investigate Li Zhibai...
For a moment, Zhu Pingniang felt a complex array of emotions.
But soon, her expression turned grim, and she clenched her teeth till they made an audible sound.
"Changâan, how did the Jade Dew Wine I gave to Ah Bai end up in her hands!"