Miss Lu and Yun Qian were chatting quite pleasantly.
She looked at Yun Qianâs serene face, thinking that communicating with this young lady was truly simple.
Yun Qian was entirely devoid of any schemes, so figuring out her preferences was as easy as pie.
It hadnât been long before Miss Lu discovered Yun Qianâs fondness for sweet pastries, and that despite her cold demeanor, she would earnestly respond with a few words to any topic concerning Xu Changâan.
"Miss Yun, you went to the Immortal Sect with the Young Master... Is everything going smoothly with his cultivation there?" Miss Lu asked softly.
After she spoke, she regretted it a bit, for such words were quite rude and not her place to ask, but... thinking about how Xu Changâanâs Sect was Zhu Pingniangâs "maiden family," and might even be her own "maiden family" in the future, she was very curious.
Yun Qian gave her a glance and said: "Itâs going smoothly."
"Thatâs good, it seems the Immortal Sect is decent." Miss Lu sighed in relief, but then jokingly said: "No wait, I shouldnât say that, because the Young Master is so good, naturally heâd feel smooth anywhere he goes."
"Mm." Yun Qian nodded.
Miss Lu: "..."
After a moment of silence, she covered her face.
Even after shamelessly saying something like that, Miss Yun still reacted in such a manner.
Indeed, she really doesnât get jealous, does she?
Of course, itâs her fault.
Would an ordinary young lady accompany her husband to the brothel to attend a party with the girls?
Would an ordinary young lady be left alone in the hall during such a party without any complaints?
She really made a fool of herself.
She was thinking... if Yun Qian wasnât as rumored, and actually had a jealous nature, she would persuade Zhu Pingniang to be more mindful of Xu Changâan.
"Compared to you, I... am truly despicable," Miss Lu felt deeply ashamed for her words probing for an answer. She stood up and gave Yun Qian a bow, then poured a cup of juice and offered it to Yun Qian herself.
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Seeing Yun Qian look a bit puzzled, Miss Luâs face reddened to her neck, with her ears turning blood crimson.
"Donât look at me like that, Miss Yun... Have this cup, otherwise... I wouldnât have the face to sit here any longer."
Miss Lu covered her face, looking as if she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
"...I understand." Yun Qian took the cup, gently sipped from it, then looked across Miss Luâs pretty face.
The ladies around her husband, even though the Karma Line connected them to Zhu Pingniang, still made her glance twice.
Here, seeing Yun Qian take the cup, Miss Lu finally felt relieved, as if she lay down all the thoughts she had while being around Zhu Pingniang, treating people sincerely.
"Miss Yun, is the Immortal Sect interesting?" Miss Luâs eyes brightened with curiosity at this moment.
"Interesting." Yun Qian nodded.
Compared to Beisang City, it was naturally interesting to often be with Xu Changâan.
"Hmm..." Miss Lu swallowed, eyes showing a bit of desire.
Heavens.
If even a cool, composed woman like Yun Qian thinks the Chaoyun Sect is interesting, then what kind of earthly paradise must it be above Chaoyun itself?
She truly wanted to know the appearance of the Immortal Sect now.
Hence, she asked whatever came to her mind, speaking without thinking, becoming a different person from that previous cautious young lady who planned ten sentences for every one she spoke.
She subconsciously found that speaking frankly with Yun Qian gave a refreshing feeling.
"Then... is Young Master Xu impressive in the Immortal Sect?" Miss Lu asked.
Her Ms. Zhu said that the Young Master wasnât much in the Immortal Sect and boasted about her own abilities, but from Miss Luâs limited perspective, she still admired the Young Master more.
Upon hearing this, Yun Qian looked at the light and shadow reflected in the juice in her cup, then blinked.
How could someone ask her such a question?
Is her husband impressive?
"Yes." Yun Qian said it straightforwardly, as if it was only natural.
"How impressive? Can he be as omnipotent as the storytellers say?" Miss Lu asked with keen interest.
"Mm." Yun Qian glanced in the direction of Xu Changâan and softly said:
"If he desires, thereâs nothing he cannot achieve."
"I see." Miss Lu squinted and smiled.
She wasnât a child... but hearing Yun Qianâs "praise" of Xu Changâan, she felt that this should be a wifeâs view of her husband.
No matter what the truth is, a ladyâs husband should be the most remarkable person under the heavens.
Mm.
Watching Yun Qianâs earnest expression, Miss Lu gradually realized that she had been seamlessly showered with admiration again.
Sweet, yet a bit sour.
She somewhat understood Ms. Zhuâs feelings.
Thinking of this, Miss Lu began to feel dissatisfied.
Whereâs Ms. Zhu?
Why hasnât she come back after going out for so long?
Miss Lu showed a bit of suspicion.
Speaking of... she earlier found a cooking excuse to help Ms. Zhu escape. Could it be she actually went to look for the Young Master?
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Completely unaware that her thoughts had been seen through by the girl, Zhu Pingniang was still full of interest.
Zhu Pingniang wondered what kind of talent Xu Changâan possessed?
After a moment of fruitless contemplation.
Suddenly, Zhu Pingniang raised her head.
In the air, a few drops of rain quietly fell.
"Shh."
The longsword at the waist was half unsheathed, Xu Changâanâs surroundings were enveloped in mist.
"Hmm?" Zhu Pingniang stretched out her hand to catch the rain, then fell silent.
Although at this moment the space was crafted by her using her Spiritual Power combined with the Inner Scenery Technique, it was essentially still within a small kitchen, and yet... it rained.