"..."
Zhu Pingniang gently sighed, recalling Yun Qianâs calm eyes.
She truly wasnât worried.
Zhu Pingniang slowly raised her head, looking at Yun Qian.
She saw the girl she called "Ms. Yun" quietly watching her, her eyes were so gentle.
It seemed as if Yun Qian didnât mind her playing around here, just like... Ms. Gu used to look at her.
Yun Qian was merely sitting there, surrounded by an atmosphere like a soft light filter, making it difficult for her to disrupt or ruin it.
"I see." Zhu Pingniang murmured: "I used to think Changâan was a mirror, but Ms. Yun, you... are even cleaner than him."
Yun Qian was more like a "demon-revealing mirror" than Xu Changâan; just looking at her, the darkness within oneâs heart would be exposed, revealed under the sunlight, revealed before her.
Now Zhu Pingniang understood why she felt shy, why she felt ashamed.
Because her own heart was troubled.
Yun Qian merely talked about things that any girlfriend would talk about.
Simple matters between husband and wife, how could Zhu Pingniang be shy, how could she blush?
Wasnât it because after listening to Yun Qian, she unconsciously imagined scenes in her mind?
Yun Qian talked about wanting children, saying she lacked stamina, and Zhu Pingniang imagined Yun Qian on the bed, lacking strength as Xu Changâan...
Could she not be ashamed?
You must know, this isnât about outsiders.
One is someone she likes, someone she is most satisfied with, who remains calm no matter how much she teases, a junior.
One is someone she likes, with outstanding beauty and extraordinary temperament, cold as ice and showing little emotion.
These two are indeed the ones who shine brightly and stand out in a crowd.
The night talks between these two...
How can she not be curious, not fantasize, damn it.
At this moment, Zhu Pingniang somewhat understood why Miss Lu occasionally goes to eavesdrop on the girlsâ conversations.
Itâs interesting, very curious, intriguing to know what the other side of these two is like in daily life.
Things canât be understood as interesting unless they happen to oneself.
Whatâs making her shy isnât the difference between married and unmarried, are there fewer eating companions at Flower Moon Building?
Whatâs making her lose her composure is only Xu Changâan and Yun Qian, and it has nothing to do with marriage or Hehuan Sect.
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At this moment, Zhu Pingniang, who figured everything out, lightly patted her burning face, "colors fading from her face".
She understood everything.
It was her own imagination that made her shy.
It was her own imagination that made her guilty.
Moreover, it was because of her imagination that... she felt ashamed of her lustful and dark thoughts.
This is why she couldnât say a word in front of Yun Qian.
But...
But...
Zhu Pingniang looked at the Miss Yun in front of her, whose every aspect spoke of tranquility... her face reddened even more fiercely.
She truly couldnât imagine Xu Changâan bullying Yun Qian, leaving her powerless, as the oppressive force Yun Qian exerted on her was so intense.
Zhu Pingniang knew Yun Qian was speaking her mind as a sign of trust, and contemplating such things was wrong, was betraying Yun Qianâs trust.
But... she couldnât help it.
The more Yun Qian behaved transcendently, the more likable she became, the more beautiful she was, she would continue to ponder Yun Qianâs cultivation purposes...
"Iâm... hopeless." Zhu Pingniang murmured.
She didnât dare to imagine what would happen if others, especially Xu Changâan, knew about her little thoughts... how could she have the face to be his elder?
She would have no face left.
She probably wouldnât have an ounce of dignity left.
Now, Zhu Pingniang felt that the term "bad woman" couldnât even summarize her existence.
She had a moment where she felt being by Yun Qianâs side was a mistake.
But after all, she is a bad woman, and bad women naturally prioritize their own interests.
She admitted she was curious about Xu Changâan and Yun Qianâs night talks.
But as long as Xu Changâan and Yun Qian didnât know her thoughts, wouldnât that be enough?
As long as itâs not known, she remains that "Ms. Zhu" to Changâan, seemingly unreliable but trustworthy, rather than someone who seeks to eavesdrop or find laughable contrasts.
Zhu Pingniang took a deep breath, using True Qi to forcibly suppress the redness on her face.
This matter, as long as she doesnât say, only Heaven and Earth know.
While Yun Qian, who took in Zhu Pingniangâs odd demeanor with clear insight...
Zhu Pingniang secretly glanced at Yun Qian.
Ms. Yun canât read minds, how would she know what sheâs thinking?
Yun Qian looked at Zhu Pingniangâs appearances composed of three parts guilt and seven parts confidence, blinking her eyes.
"..."
Yun Qian found Miss Zhu quite nice, in her actions and words fitting her preferences, albeit a little odd.
How can one say, should she not be Xu Changâanâs "person of the room", be Zhu Tongjun, one among the "flowers and trees" of the courtyard, and even before Yun Qian considered her as a potential candidate for the main wife...
Zhu Pingniangâs behavior, according to Xu Changâan, lacks potential.
"Ms. Yun, Iâm... Iâm fine now." Zhu Pingniang looked serious, as if the woman who blushed to her neck earlier wasnât her.
"Hmm." Yun Qian nodded.
"Ahem..." Zhu Pingniang cleared her throat, then said: "Sister... Sister, I already know your cultivation goal."
Zhu Pingniang paused her tone.
She held back from asking the question, "Is Sister weak now? How long can she last?"
Zhu Pingniang believed that when Xu Changâan and Yun Qian were alone, Yun Qian would definitely recount their conversation given Xu Changâanâs character.
So her simple blushing could still be explained as her being unwed, an innocent maiden who shouldnât hear these things.
But if the question were asked...
It couldnât be explained.
Though deeply disappointed, compared to the gossip of a married couple, Zhu Pingniang felt that "the dignity of an elder" was more important.
This conversation couldnât continue further; otherwise, more loopholes would emerge, and Zhu Pingniang feared she couldnât resist asking Yun Qian for details.
If Yun Qian were to share...
She would indeed want to find a hole and dive into it.
Yet, Zhu Pingniang had a premonition.
Should she dare to ask, Yun Qian would dare to answer.
This girl trusts herself, after all.
Although Yun Qian seemed cold as ice, she was very amiable to her, making her heart flutter.
And the more her heart fluttered, the more sheâd fantasize about matters revolving around Yun Qian and Xu Changâan... itâs a vicious cycle.
"I truly have been corrupted in Flower Moon Building." Zhu Pingniang lightly rubbed her brows with her fingers.
If she were the prior Zhu Tongjun, how could she end up like this, unable to think of anything beyond colors.
Glaring hard at the women below who corrupted her, Zhu Pingniang took a deep breath, looking at Yun Qianâs fair wrist... daring not to reach out to touch her pulse, somewhat dryly spoke.
"So, Sister, youâre cultivating... because you want a child?"
Yun Qian shook her head and said: "Children are difficult."
Zhu Pingniang: "..."
Children are difficult, so temporarily not thinking...
Doesnât that mean that this Ms. Yun now cultivates purely to increase stamina so she can last longer...?
Right.
Zhu Pingniang had no words.
She had seen people cultivate for wealth, for vengeance, for immortality...
But it was her first time seeing someone like Yun Qian...
Short-sighted?
Lacking ambition?
Zhu Pingniang initially wanted to say that, but once she focused on Yun Qian, she realized these terms couldnât possibly describe Yun Qian.
"I truly donât know whether to say Sister has clear thoughts or is naturally enlightened." Zhu Pingniang admired Yun Qian.
Now she felt using the pure heart to describe Yun Qian would be insulting.
If Yun Qian were also a Sword Cultivator, she would doubt whether this sister was naturally enlightened with Sword Heart.
Zhu Pingniang thought for a long time, believing Yun Qian might be very suited for cultivation.
The Daoist Family emphasizes transcendent, detached attitudes, while Yun Qian definitely isnât transcendental, the topics she talks canât be shared with outsiders, but her entire being carries an unspeakable, natural, seamless fluency.
This transparent connection to the heart, made Zhu Pingniang feel immensely refreshed.
What was said to be inherently equal, Natural Daoist Laws.
Following Yun Qianâs gaze, Zhu Pingniang retracted her frivolous thoughts, earnestly said.
"Dragon Gate doesnât have long-term guests, and now turtles and cranes are all immortal... Ms. Yun, with such character, Ah Bai will definitely like you."