After a long time, Zhu Pingniang, waiting in the street corner tea house, saw Miss Lu walk out from the alley and tapped the table in front, signaling her to hurry up.
Miss Lu walked over, and under Zhu Pingniangâs slightly anxious gaze, leisurely poured herself a cup of tea and started drinking it just like that.
Her slow demeanor made Zhu Pingniang quite displeased.
"Speak."
"Speak? About what." Miss Lu raised her head, eyes filled with discontent and curiosity: "Just some trivial matters, what do you want me to say, sister?"
"Howâs LvâEr?" Zhu Pingniang pursued.
"Tsk, you still remember her family name... But, what do you mean how?"
Miss Lu thought of the look in LvâErâs eyes when she left and nodded, "Congratulations, Ms. Zhu, youâve gained another maid for the dowry, undoubtedly thanks to your concern. Thatâs good news. The bad news is, I have another rival in love."
Zhu Pingniang: "..."
"But you, sister." Miss Lu looked at her, "Itâs not really a big deal, why did you have to come personally?"
Was the girl bullied?
So what.
She has her own people watching over these girls, even if Zhu Pingniang didnât come, there wouldnât be any real issues.
Initially, she thought Zhu Pingniang might have a good relationship with LvâEr, but judging by their interactions, LvâEr hasnât even spoken a few words with Zhu Pingniang.
So she doesnât quite understand why Zhu Pingniang is so concerned about this child.
"What do you know, LvâEr is considered a sister by Qingluo. Now that sheâs not here, I naturally have to watch over her." Zhu Pingniang said.
"Qingluo?" Miss Lu was more puzzled, putting down the teacup: "Sister, even when Qingluo was in the city, you never cared much for her, why now... when sheâs gone instead... oh."
As Miss Lu spoke, she suddenly understood something, realizing, she looked at Zhu Pingniang with a bit of disdain: "Could it be that Qingluo has achieved something in the Immortal Sect?"
Zhu Pingniang remained silent.
She hit the nail on the head.
However, itâs for Liu Qingluoâs own good; after all, Liu Qingluoâs mental realm is flawed, and any untoward circumstance could trigger it, so her sister needs to be well protected now.
The simplest thing is, Liu Qingluoâs involvement with the Immortal Sect canât stay hidden for long, and when the matter surfaces, countless eyes will turn to Beisang City. Itâs likely those cultivators can even trace back the patrons who have heard Liu Qingluo play zither, not to mention LvâEr, whom Liu Qingluo helped redeem and cares for.
If she doesnât keep a watchful eye, what would happen?
Of course, thatâs not all; she does quite like this girl.
"Did you tell her to pick up her zither skill again?" Zhu Pingniang shifted the topic.
"Mm."
"LvâEr is quite prideful, did you consider this when you spoke?" Zhu Pingniang thought these girls arenât beggars; while helping, some price must be exacted, thatâs the rule.
"Pride?" Miss Lu blinked, pointing at her own visage, "Sister, have you forgotten who I am? She can put on airs before others, but in front of me, all that pride isnât worth even two ounces."
"I did forget, youâre a stern face, theyâre all afraid of you." Zhu Pingniang clicked her tongue, looking at Miss Lu quietly sipping tea.
Thinking thatâs how it should be.
This girl can even sass her; who dares say anything bold before her.
"What flaunting? You put on a cold face, but arenât you still coquettishly relying on Changâan." Zhu Pingniang muttered.
"..." Miss Luâs smile froze on her face, she sighed, "Sister, do you think this is all because of what?"
"I donât care." Zhu Pingniang waved her hand: "Enough with the jokes, LvâEr is no longer from Flower Moon Building, if you help her, you should get something."
"I did, didnât you take a box of rouge when you left?" Miss Lu waved her hand: "That counts as compensation."
Hearing this, Zhu Pingniang glanced at the box of rouge beside her, placing her hand over her face: "... Youâre truly remarkable."
"Is it not okay?"
"Itâs fine, why wouldnât it be."
Zhu Pingniang snorted: "As long as she made some effort, thatâs enough. As for what was contributed... if I like it, thatâs the best."
"You like this rouge?" Miss Lu was surprised.
"The scent is pleasant." Zhu Pingniang thought for a moment, then added: "Maybe knowing that Miss Yun uses the same rouge? Under such influence, this rouge might seem of great value."
No kidding, when Zhu Pingniang opened the rouge just now and sniffed it, she was dazed for a good while.
Is this rouge made by LvâEr herself? In the past, it didnât have such quality.
"Sister, Miss Yun hasnât used it yet." Miss Lu reminded her.
"I know, tonight Iâll trick... teach her how to use it."
"..."
Miss Luâs eyes trembled slightly, but as she was about to speak, she saw Zhu Pingniang looking calm, her gaze like water, not a touch of flirtation.
Miss Luâs hand under the table involuntarily clenched her skirtâs edge, maintaining a normal tone, she asked, "Ms. Zhu, whatâs wrong with you."
"Nothing." Zhu Pingniang replied: "Iâm a bad woman with a warm facade and cold heart..."
"Youâre joking." Miss Lu said earnestly: "If youâre a bad woman, what am I?"
"I let Qingluo join the Immortal Sect." Zhu Pingniang closed her eyes.
This path is not easy.