The wind blew across the treetops, producing a rustling sound, and the cold rain fell on the black lacquered flat-roofed boat shelter, landing in Miss Qing’s heart.
She filtered out the sounds coming from the room, where Huang’Er was being lectured, and focused her attention on the conversation between Xu Chang’an and Li Zhibai upstairs.
Perhaps it was because it was not sothing to be kept from others, that Xu Chang’an and Li Zhibai’s voices were unexpectedly clear, and even if it was an ordinary Flower Moon Building girl below instead of Miss Qing, she could still hear them clearly.
Miss Qing looked at the ripples on the lake, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
The Pill Master of Chaoyun was actually planning to take the Young Master as a disciple?
How could this be?
Did Shi Qingjun not notice Xu Chang’an’s uniqueness? How could she let such a mysteriously endowed person beco soone else’s disciple, not worrying that once he regained his mory he’d cause trouble for them?
But after listening for a while, she felt it was Xu Chang’an’s own choice.
After listening for a while, the woman’s jealousy made Miss Qing sigh involuntarily.
Should it be called a woman’s jealousy?
In the room, Zhu Pingniang was unreasonably harsh with Huang’Er because she shared an extrely intimate relationship with Huang’Er, far deeper than her own.
So Miss Qing needed to leave the room.
The ntor and apprentice upstairs were the sa.
Instead, it was the solitary Miss Qing enjoying the scenery who rarely experienced the feeling of ’loneliness’... it was truly annoying, clearly she used to stay at the bottom of the Abyss Sea alone for hundreds of years without any emotional upheaval.
Hmph.
She had still won.
Young Master Xu was always overlooked in Chaoyun, and even now having the opportunity to beco the Pill Master’s disciple ant he lagged behind her significantly in terms of ti.
Compared to the tardy Chaoyun Sect, she had long ago decided the Young Master’s status would be the first in the Sect, granting him rights; whether he used them was one thing, but being only below her was also a fact.
Therefore, her insight was superior to the Chaoyun Sect. One must know... a woman’s foresight is extrely important.
Just as she was thinking, Miss Qing’s long hair was blown down by the wind from the lake surface, and her cyan ribbon fell into the water, montarily failing to sink while reflecting light on the lake surface.
Miss Qing was slightly stunned, took out a new spare hair tie, skillfully wrapping her hand around to the back of her head, naturally tying up her hair.
Her eyes... carried a mix of chaos and helplessness.
Indeed.
Here she was, repeatedly ntioning Young Master Xu, with perhaps so other thoughts in mind.
But Xu Chang’an had already beco Li Zhibai’s disciple.
Disciple, this was a genuine junior, and from Xu Chang’an’s tone, it wasn’t hard to hear his respect for Li Zhibai.
Thus, she, Mis Qing, in the inexplicable place... suddenly felt beneath Li Zhibai?
She wouldn’t accept Shi Qingjun either, yet now she couldn’t even compete strangely, inexplicably falling behind Li Zhibai by a generation.
What does this an?
Miss Qing smiled silently, thinking perhaps it doesn’t matter much; after all, the generations within Flower Moon Building are in such a ss, when girls talk about generations it’s truly each on her own terms, aside from Shi Qingjun she doesn’t care whether the other girls have surpassed her.
She listened closely once more, until the cry of the girl inside gradually weakened, she then sighed softly before returning to the room.
—
Upstairs.
Xu Chang’an’s gaze fell on the gradually sinking hair tie, his tone slightly hitched.
Li Zhibai noticed this, and asked accordingly, "Is it a girl you know?"
"Sir already saw it all." Xu Chang’an shook his head.
"Is it that half-demon girl." Li Zhibai, although not looking down, recognized from the aura; he was sowhat surprised by the drooping hair tie.
Upon closer inspection, it was identical to the one Yun Qian used at the feast.
"Ms. Yun and her get along quite well?" Li Zhibai asked.
"It’s just about borrowing a hair tie to use..." Xu Chang’an spoke, his tone paused as he recalled the previous scene of Miss Qing holding Yun Qian’s hand to find him, his eyes reflecting comfort, he corrected, "It should be very good."
Ordinary girls couldn’t get Yun Qian to approach so quickly.
Therefore, this Miss Qing was indeed soone who could take care of others well; one could say that, worthy of being half-demon, she understood human dealings thoroughly.
In Xu Chang’an’s view, the previous actions showed Miss Qing was accommodating Yun Qian.
"I see..." Li Zhibai was surprised that a woman could get along so well with Yun Qian, and moreover, she was a half-demon.
Shaking his head.
With Yun Qian’s personality, she wouldn’t care if the other was half-demon or demon.
"But sir..." Xu Chang’an looked aningfully at the direction below: "Does it not matter?"
"What did you an by matter?" Li Zhibai turned his head to look at Xu Chang’an, and then nodded: "You an sothing heard by her? Tong Jun’s daughter, it doesn’t matter."
"You also... never easily use the thods of the Immortal Sect." Xu Chang’an spoke helplessly.
For dialogue like this, using spiritual power to seal it would suffice.
But Li Zhibai specifically didn’t use such thods, even within Chaoyun Sect, he preferred manual over spiritual Qi, even washing clothes by hand using water flow.
"Are you teaching ?" Li Zhibai calmly looked towards Xu Chang’an.
"I dare not." Xu Chang’an chuckled awkwardly, pretending to stretch lazily before getting up from the railing, his expression bizarre: "Sir... that, Senior Zhu, she..."
Li Zhibai instantly understood what Xu Chang’an wanted to say, and softly said: "Tong Jun disciplining her daughter is normal."
Hmm, that’s what they say... yet the emotions visible on the face of this ntor-apprentice pair were peculiarly odd.
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