Miss Lu: "..."
Li Zhibai: "..."
At this mont, Li Zhibai suddenly felt a bit sorry for Tong Jun’s daughter with the Immortal Talent.
Why is there such a large difference in how Zhu Pingniang treats Liu Qingluo and Xu Chang’an, even though they’re both part of Zhu Pingniang’s group?
Li Zhibai thought about it carefully and realized the answer.
Because Liu Qingluo and Zhu Pingniang’s relationship is extrely close, close to the point where you could say they are basically the sa person, but compared to Xu Chang’an... at the end of the day, Xu Chang’an is still an outsider in Zhu Pingniang’s mind.
That’s normal.
A man cannot beco a woman’s "insider."
Thinking of this, Li Zhibai let out a discreet sigh of relief.
It seems that while Tong Jun’s feelings for Chang’an are a bit strange, they are not so strange as to be concerning, so she can relax.
After all, if a woman views a man as important as herself, indistinguishable from each other, they might either be like Yun Qian, united in body and mind, becoming a loving couple.
Or like her, viewing Xu Chang’an in the closeness of a disciple and student, feeling increasingly like she has already beco a mother even before getting married. She looked at Yun Qian’s flat belly as she napped, thinking about whether she could directly experience being a grandmother if Yun Qian ever had children.
Or... like Liu Qingluo.
So, Li Zhibai concluded her thoughts on Zhu Pingniang’s feelings.
It turns out Tong Jun is simply a lover of beauty.
Her eyes twitched slightly, and Li Zhibai closed them, pondering silently for a while, reminiscing on how she transford Zhu Tongjun, originally cold and dazzling, into her current unimpressive state.
After summarizing her experience, if Yun Qian ever had children, when teaching Chang’an’s daughter... she wouldn’t repeat the sa mistakes.
Hmm.
She was already thinking about such distant matters.
It’s not that Li Zhibai is "aiming too high," but with her age, she’s seen too many old friends, and after seeing so many, so things that seem distant might suddenly happen, and their daughters are already marrying off.
The inevitable feeling of ti passing is sothing a cultivator must and has to adapt to.
"..." At this mont, Yun Qian yawned slightly with half-closed eyes, then opened them a slit to glance at Li Zhibai before closing them again.
Daughter...
It’s not possible now, but sooner or later, it will be.
After all, Yun Qian realized she is now an ordinary woman nad Yun Qian, and most importantly, everything is fixed; there’s no past, and certainly no future, so even if she’s not the original self, but just a woman nad Yun Qian... there’s no ’possibility’ to her existence.
Without future and possibility, there will never be a so-called ’offspring.’
But now things are different; when Xu Chang’an becos the main focus...
This eting is highly unusual because it wasn’t she who initiated it but Xu Chang’an who called her, so the the is her husband, and in a mont, countless possibilities appeared for the future.
Yun Qian placed her hands overlapped on her belly.
Although all these possible branches will converge back to nothingness when everything ends, the chance to experience a life with children... is highly possible, so... the outco might be different this ti.
Because children would be an extrely important bond.
Thinking of this, Yun Qian yawned again.
The ultimate thoughts nearly exhausted her remaining energy, so a final thought popped up in her mind.
If you wish for children...
You need to be together more often.
Hmm.
A daughter, whom the husband will surely like as a little "pet," should appear sooner rather than later?
"Ah Bai."
"Ah Bai?"
"...Oh." Li Zhibai ca to her senses, instinctively looking at her hands on her belly, then at Zhu Pingniang: "What’s up?"
"What were you thinking about? You spaced out even when talking to ? Are you sleepy like Yun Qian?" Zhu Pingniang spat, then slapped Miss Lu’s leg: "Ni Zi, you ntioned Qingluo, are you missing her?"
Li Zhibai didn’t argue back, instead, Miss Lu found herself helplessly caught in this seemingly ’sisterly quarrel.’
Although Yun Qian was also in the middle, not even an apocalypse could disturb her rest, whereas she herself, feeling all too clear-headed, was uncomfortable all over, unsure whether to speak or stay silent.
"Ms. Zhu, Qingluo went for cultivation, why would I miss her..."
Should Liu Qingluo return to the brothel?
How could she let her Ni Zi’s cultivation be delayed?
"See, even you care more about Qingluo than Ah Bai does." Zhu Pingniang muttered, "Ah Bai, you’re still Qingluo’s aunt, aren’t you supposed to help watch over her a bit?"
Li Zhibai thought about it upon hearing this.
As for Liu Qingluo, she indeed didn’t care much, although Immortal Grade Talent was only in legends, at least it falls within the realm of common knowledge, up on the mountain, she focused on worrying about Chang’an, how could she have the mind to care about soone like Liu Qingluo, within norms and...
"Watch over?" Li Zhibai shook her head, "There’s nothing there that needs ."
That’s the truth.
"I’m not asking you to help, but at least... an attitude is necessary." Zhu Pingniang grumbled twice in dissatisfaction, then talked to Miss Lu, not forgetting to pat her leg again: "Ni Zi, tell , is this the difference in notions between won and those who aren’t?"
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