Inside the room, Miss Yunâs figure is upright, outside the window is a dense downpour, washing the window frames.
The lady frequently checks her reflection in the makeup mirror.
Behind Yun Qian, Xu Changâan assists Miss Yun with applying some rouge, reflecting on some casual questions Yun Qian had asked about Zhu Pingniang earlier, his expression strange.
Finally, as Yun Qian lightly presses her lips against the lip paper to finish, Xu Changâan canât help but speak up.
"Miss, why are you suddenly interested in Senior Zhu?"
This is really unreasonable.
You must know, given Miss Yunâs nature, even knowing she is to attend Zhu Pingniangâs banquet, she wouldnât be this attentive.
Applying rouge could be understood as wanting to look nice for a boat outing with me.
But constantly inquiring about Zhu Pingniang is completely odd, so much so that Xu Changâan feels Miss Yunâs makeup is all for Senior Zhu.
Looking at the nervous appearance of her husband in the mirror, Miss Yun strokes a strand of black hair away from her ear, revealing her fair skin and clear eyes.
She indeed doesnât know what her husband is thinking; she didnât understand before, and she understands even less now.
Is it strange to be concerned about Miss Zhu?
Being the kind of person she is, when she touches the things around her, what she gains is always a wisp of dust, blown away by the wind cleanly, so those sheâs willing to get closer to must be of special status.
Just like this Miss Zhu.
Yun Qian tilts her head, then as she puts away the lip-printed rouge paper in her hand, she blinks and says, "I am indeed somewhat interested in Miss Zhu."
"???" Xu Changâan is bewildered.
What is the lady saying?
Interested in Senior Zhu?
Xu Changâan instinctively thinks that itâs because he interrupted Yun Qian when she previously brought up Zhu Pingniang, causing Yun Qian to become interested in her because of him.
Itâs not good to be interested in anyone, especially in Senior Zhu, who is extremely troublesome and dangerous in a significant sense.
Xu Changâan covers his face, "Miss, can we discuss this? Please donât be interested."
Yun Qian turns around and looks at him strangely, asking.
"Why?"
"I should be the one asking why." Xu Changâan says helplessly, "So, Miss, youâve lived in town for so long, and Iâve never heard you mention Senior Zhu once, why the sudden interest? Rather...what do you find interesting about her?"
"Old...lady?" Yun Qian hears this, thinking that Miss Zhu is still young, not quite an old lady.
But the detail isnât important.
Yun Qian, thinking about her changed perception of Zhu Pingniang, seriously says, "Iâm thinking...who between her and Miss Li on the mountain is supposed to be the more prominent one, so Iâm somewhat interested."
"Prominent?" Xu Changâan, hearing Yun Qianâs wording, furrows his brows in confusion.
What is she saying, he doesnât understand a word.
Is it about status on the mountain?
But Miss Yun doesnât explain, because she herself doesnât quite understand.
She looks up at the sky, thinking they both have ties with her husband, though those ties have turned into connections, they are still lucky women.
Yun Qian used to think Li Zhibai would be the main wife, but later events suggested perhaps not.
Regarding who came first, undoubtedly Miss Zhu was early, but Li Zhibaiâs relationship with him is closest...
So much so that Yun Qian canât determine the hierarchy between Zhu Pingniang and Li Zhibai, the intimate sisterly pair, and thus is very considerate.
After all, itâs crucial, because who is the main wife decides whose view Miss Yun will learn from if Li Zhibai and Zhu Pingniang have differing opinions on the same matter.
Compared to secondary wives, Yun Qianâs highest priority learning object is undoubtedly the main wife.
And now that Li Zhibai is going to teach her rouge, Yun Qian also wants to learn from the enticing Zhu Pingniang, so in rouge, whose view to follow, who to learn from...has now become Yun Qianâs top priority.
"So itâs really important." Yun Qian nods earnestly.
"...?" Xu Changâan widens his eyes: "Whatâs really important? Miss, Iâm not smart, be clearer."
"Oh."
Yun Qian fiddles with the rouge box in front of her, softly saying, "I want to inquire Miss Zhu about rouge, so Iâm somewhat interested."
"Just like that?" Xu Changâan lets out a sigh of relief.
Is that all?
He thought it was something dreadful, but if itâs like this, he can really understand it, thus not being nervous anymore.
"Thatâs all there is."
"But didnât the teacher already agree to teach you?"
Xu Changâan finally remembers something, displaying a hint of oddity on his face.
"Between those two, whoâs more capable?" Yun Qian asks without thinking.
However much she thinks, itâs useless, whoever Xu Changâan thinks is more capable, thatâs whom she will learn from.
This way, the problem is solved.
Having Yun Qian look at him with hopeful eyes leaves Xu Changâan thoroughly confused.
Xu Changâan: "..."
He canât help but cover his face, the oddity on his face turning into a sigh.
Teacher, oh teacher, youâve... youâve been doubted by Miss Yun as not as good as Senior Zhu!!!
But Xu Changâan can also understand, given that his teacherâs usual simple dress and sedentary nature appear less impressive than the all-around competent Senior Zhu.
Yet even if Xu Changâan internally believes Zhu Pingniang is more capable, he absolutely cannot disgrace his teacher.
"Ahem." Xu Changâan clears his throat, glancing out the window, and, not sensing Zhu Pingniangâs presence as he did before, lowers his voice to whisper into Yun Qianâs ear.