Scared of knowing the mistake but not correcting it, repeatedly falling into the same pit, bruised and battered.
With numerous reasons, coupled with Xu Changâanâs personality perfectly matching her taste...
So how could she not like him?
This feeling of seeing all traces she left behind by just looking at him first created a gap between Xu Changâan and everyone else in her mind. In the past, Li Zhibai never really felt like she was his mother, but at the very least, Changâanâs special place in her heart is undeniable.
The mentality of considering herself as a mother came later.
Li Zhibai followed Yun Qianâs request, recalling everything related to the ruler in her mind, thinking it through completely, and knew how she should respond to her.
Thinking is indeed useful.
She originally planned to subconsciously tell Yun Qian [she didnât intentionally hit him, or rather, hitting him wasnât the goal], but now, Li Zhibai felt it was actually a good thing.
The ruler was not just a guidance for Changâan, but more... a symbol of closeness.
It might sound strange.
Yet only after recognizing Xu Changâan for the first time did she start hitting his palm.
She liked Xu Changâan, liked seeing the boy reluctantly but inevitably expressing to her that he would not repeat the mistake again.
"Ms. Yun, I do always hit Changâanâs palm, this rulerâs path to his hand is quite familiar." After some thought, Li Zhibai didnât argue further and showed a bit of a nostalgic look: "Itâs a necessary act, so thereâs nothing much to say."
Yun Qian couldnât really blame her for bullying.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Pingniangâs lashes gently fluttered twice.
Ah Bai is indeed bold, saying some agreeable things along Yun Qianâs words would suffice... how could she say that hitting her husband is a good thing in front of this girl who seems to have a missing string in her mind?
Yun Qian cared so much for Xu Changâan and had previously talked about life on the island.
Who is Xu Changâan?
Heâs the steward for Yun Qian, in the heart of a typical Miss, she alone would be the one to "discipline" Xu Changâan... but expecting Yun Qian to understand âteacherâ, to understand the comforting mindset of Li Zhibai...
Forget it.
Itâs more reliable to hope Yun Qian wonât yawn all day.
But what surprised Zhu Pingniang was Yun Qianâs thoughtful âohâ after hearing this.
"Is it a necessary act?" she asked.
Li Zhibai responded, "Yes."
"I understand."
Yun Qianâs attitude was calm.
Zhu Pingniang thought carefully and realized this aligned with Yun Qianâs understanding, so it was not surprising. Itâs hard to imagine this girl âblamingâ others, hard to imagine her being unhappy with Li Zhibai bullying her husband.
Completely... completely unimaginable for Miss Yun to get angry.
Then, since Yun Qian wasnât âaccusingâ, what was her purpose in asking?
"Itâs a necessary act, so itâs a good thing." Yun Qian thought aloud: "Indeed... itâs a good thing."
She didnât really think too much.
She simply knew that being hit on the palm wasnât bullying, and even if it were, it was still okay because it was a good thing.
And this way indeed increased Li Zhibaiâs affection for Xu Changâan, also enhanced Xu Changâanâs favorable impression of Li Zhibai as a teacher...
Itâs fine.
[Being hit on the palm will let him be more fond of.]
Miss Yun only needs to know this, thatâs all she wanted to know.
Yun Qian lowered her head, looking at her own hands.
These hands didnât have much function in the past, now... the moment has come to use them.
Yun Qian, though did not give up mentioning to Xu Changâan the idea of using a "whip", but she was mostly aware that Xu Changâan wouldnât agree on it.
Rulers are different.
Husband already likes to tease her, so itâs fine.
Yun Qian fell silent.
Li Zhibai and Zhu Pingniang followed suit, unable to understand Yun Qianâs way of thinking, not grasping what insights sheâs drawn floating between lethargy and clarity throughout the day.
Zhu Pingniang thought given Yun Qianâs erratic nature, no wonder Ah Bai wanted to know her view on the Heavenly Dao...
With doubt in her heart, Zhu Pingniang finally asked before Li Zhibai.
"Ms. Yun, why do you ask Ah Bai whether she hits Changâanâs palm?" Zhu Pingniang looked at Yun Qianâs delicate fingers, this girl wouldnât make idle chat without meaning, she surely has a purpose for asking.
She continued, "Itâs common for a teacher to discipline students, not something worth noting."
She still supported Ah Bai, adding some kind words for Li Zhibai during the inquiry.
Upon hearing Zhu Pingniangâs inquiry, Li Zhibai also looked at Yun Qian.
She also wanted to know the sudden topic from Yun Qian.
"Me?" Yun Qian slowly clasped her fingers again on her lap and then said:
"I also want him to hit my palm, so I asked."
Yun Qianâs tone was as gentle as the wind filled with expectation for autumnâs abundant fruits, her glowing eyes reflecting Zhu Pingniang and Li Zhibaiâs astonishment, as the wind swept through two womenâs stunned expressions.
Li Zhibai: "...???"
Zhu Pingniang: "???"
The two women were simultaneously stunned, exchanged looks, both seeing the rolling emotions in each otherâs eyes without knowing how to express them.
Ms. Yun, do you even hear what youâre saying.
â...Ah, wanting to be hit on the palm? Is this some little coupleâs interest or something else...â Zhu Pingniangâs face tinged with a blush, unsure of what she was thinking.
âMiss Yunâs hands are indeed beautiful, speaking of it, what were they discussing earlier?â This was Miss Luâs lustful, off-track thoughts.
Only Wen Li quietly squinted her eyes shut, slightly parted cherry lips exhaled a breath of helpless cool air.
Indeed.
Sure enough, as she suspected.
She didnât know how she could guess Yun Qianâs thoughts, but her first reaction indeed was Junior Sister Yun wanted to have Brother hit her palm... maybe it was because sheâs seen Yun Qianâs cabinet of inexplicable collections.
Or maybe, because being hit on the palm indicates closeness?
[Wait a moment.]
Wen Liâs mind flashed with the warm color from Beauty Fruit, lowered her eyes looking at her hands.
At this moment, Wen Li suddenly realized that being able to align with Yun Qianâs thought process perhaps suggests she too isnât quite normal.
âWhy do I understand these things.â
Wen Li experienced a rare, fleeting moment of self-doubt.
She opened her eyes again, viewing Zhu Pingniang and Li Zhibaiâs surprised expressions, sighed softly once more.
Once again proving.
Wen Li was indeed the leading lady, favored by Yun Qian, and in Yun Qianâs mind was one of the few who favor Xu Changâan more than her.
At this moment, Li Zhibai finally recovered, covering her face with one hand: "Ms. Yun, you said... wanting Changâan to hit your palm, did I mishear?"
"No." Yun Qian looking at Li Zhibaiâs actions thought that her husband acts similarly in exasperation.
Who is influenced by whom?
It doesnât matter, just knowing she likes this action is enough.
Seeing Li Zhibai wanting to ask something further, Zhu Pingniang blushed, coughed: "Ah Bai, donât ask... itâs their small coupleâs matter, donât inquire further."
Clearly, Zhu Pingniang misunderstood something, indicated by the blush on her face that pure Miss Lu shouldnât be hearing this yet.
Li Zhibai: "..."
She wasnât sure what Tong Jun misunderstood, but undoubtedly, she really wanted to drag Zhu Tongjun and kick her.
Now knowing embarrassment?
Is Tong Jun embarrassed about something odd?
Ignoring Zhu Pingniang, Li Zhibai gently rubbed her temples, then stared at Yun Qian: "Sister, does Changâan often bully you like this?"
This was Li Zhibaiâs first response.
Who wants to be hit on the palm?
Unless Xu Changâan always bullies Yun Qian.
"A little." Yun Qian genuinely stated.
Her husband indeed enjoys teasing.
And Yun Qianâs candid response startled Zhu Pingniang for a moment, then blushing even more.