Zhu Pingniang spoke, and she herself started laughing.
Apprenticing to the most renowned Hidden Immortal of Qing Province, a woman most sect leaders would address as ’elder,’ and not asking for a magical treasure, spirit stone, or territory, but just wanting a hand-made wood carving... who would believe such a thing?
Ah Bai, is truly inexpensive.
"Mm... sothing made with his own hands..." Yun Qian understood and said softly, "Indeed, the requirent is quite high."
Her husband was right.
Listening to Yun Qian’s matter-of-fact statent, Zhu Pingniang was taken aback.
Wait.
Did she hear wrong?
High?
High requirent?
Is this requirent really high?
"???" Zhu Pingniang’s head was filled with question marks, looking helpless: "Ms. Yun, is this really high? If Ah Bai becos any cheaper, I won’t be able to sleep."
"...?"
Like Zhu Pingniang, Yun Qian also had a small question mark on her head.
Strange.
Is it her problem?
Is requesting a wood carving hand-made by her husband, sothing that’s top-tier in her treasure vault as a ’supre treasure,’ really not a high requirent?
That is, after all, sothing made by Xu Chang’an himself.
In Yun Qian’s mind, what Zhu Pingniang said about the apprenticeship gift outweighs all requests for longevity, ascension, transcendence combined by countless tis.
If even this requirent isn’t considered high, Yun Qian doesn’t know what could be.
For a mont, the two won just stared at each other, and the scene seed inexplicably funny.
Of course, the funny one was Zhu Pingniang staring at Yun Qian; Miss Yun looked innocently adorable, not funny.
"Ms. Yun, isn’t Ah Bai worth at least a wood carving or a plant?" Zhu Pingniang’s mouth twitched.
"Valuable." Yun Qian nodded.
Of course, it’s valuable.
She only said the requirent is high, not that she wouldn’t give it.
No matter what Li Zhibai is, she’s her husband’s forr ’main wife,’ now his ’mother,’ so of course she’s worth more than a wood carving. If Li Zhibai weren’t alive, she’d be the most precious item in Yun Qian’s treasure vault.
Wen Li: "..."
Looking at the farcical scene, Wen Li gently lifted the strands of her hair by her ear, her lowered gaze filled with helplessness.
She... could actually understand Yun Qian.
Wen Li, understanding Yun Qian, has seen Yun Qian’s ho collection: those writings by her junior brother, sachets sewn, crafts made by him, carvings, each is Yun Qian’s most treasured possession...
Wen Li understood that in Yun Qian’s heart, a wood carving made by her junior is more important than any treasure, cultivation, or anything else...
So, she could understand.
It’s precisely because she understands Yun Qian’s feelings for Xu Chang’an that Wen Li doubts whether her feelings are ’affection.’
In the face of such marital emotions, even Miss Wen would feel confused.
But it’s normal for Zhu Pingniang to not understand...
Miss Lu keenly sensed so clues and said helplessly: "Alright Miss Zhu, perhaps your thoughts and Miss Yun’s don’t align."
Zhu Pingniang cooled down, contemplating: "Maybe like how I find Enlightennt Tea precious, but Ah Bai drinks it like ordinary tea...?"
"What are you saying? I don’t understand." Miss Lu shrugged.
Zhu Pingniang frowned, can Chang’an’s wood carving really hold such significant value in Yun’s mind?
Perhaps in their everyday lives, sothing special concerning wood carvings happened between them?
"Forget it." Zhu Pingniang pouted, then stood up, walking briskly to Yun Qian’s side. In Yun Qian’s sowhat confused gaze, she gently held Yun’s hand: "Anyway, I’m just a worthless woman. Ms. Yun, I’m not saying Chang’an’s wood carving isn’t valuable, nor do I belittle him. Please don’t misunderstand, sister."
She truly worried that her previous attitude would make Yun Qian dislike her.
"No misunderstanding." Yun Qian spoke honestly.
She knew very well how much Zhu Pingniang liked Xu Chang’an. As Li Zhibai said, as long as Xu Chang’an doesn’t let her down, even if he causes heavenly trouble, Zhu Pingniang would let everything go to stand behind him.
Such emotions would make even Li Zhibai feel ashad.
Yun Qian could never misunderstand such a thing.
"No misunderstanding, then..." Zhu Pingniang held Yun Qian’s slightly cold hand, covering it with her other palm: "I don’t quite understand the specifics, but since you can manage, the reasons... I won’t ask."
The mont she held Yun Qian’s hand, Zhu Pingniang was suddenly purified.
’Ms. Yun’s hand is indeed likable... wait, what was I supposed to say... my brain isn’t working.’
What fun.
What Chang’an.
What Ah Bai.
All irrelevant, whatever gift for apprenticeship, give what you want, what’s it matter to her?
All she had on her mind were the cool hands, the smooth fingers, the shiny glimrs on the nails...
Perfect.
Irresistibly charming.
If only ti could pause for eternity.
Wen Li: "..."
Miss Lu: "..."
At this mont, although Zhu Pingniang appeared apologetic, her actions were excessively aggressive, seeming not to explain to Yun Qian but to take advantage.
Especially Miss Lu, wanting nothing more than to find a hole and disappear.
What is her sister doing?
She could see Zhu Pingniang kneeling beside her, hands gently caressing Yun Qian’s fingers, using finger joints to touch hers while blushing and dazed.
Occasionally sucking her lips, swallowing.
In front of such a Zhu Pingniang, Yun Qian seed like a clean, innocent little flower touched by a delinquent, evoking sympathy.
Miss Zhu, what kind of rascal have you beco?
Miss Lu swore she never felt ’sleazy’ on a woman’s body before.
But now she felt it.
And on her favorite Miss Zhu.
Miss Lu watched Yun Qian’s blinking rate increase and Wen Li’s odd gaze stuck on Zhu Pingniang, her face burning crimson.
Face.
All her dignity tossed aside by Miss Zhu’s actions.
Miss Yun wouldn’t think being raised by such a sleazy woman would render similarly, right?
Honestly, she’s just fond of beauty, nothing like this woman.
Miss Lu’s face flushed, urgently wanting to drag Zhu Pingniang away, but she couldn’t; any close attempt would make her seem Zhu’s accomplice to Yun.
"I... saw nothing." Miss Lu took a deep breath, gaze wandering.
She avoided reality.
"..."
Though the atmosphere beca odd, Yun Qian herself didn’t mind, holding hands with Zhu Pingniang was just holding hands.
Besides, Yun Qian could see Zhu Pingniang thinking about a guqin, one best suited for her fingers.
A gift for herself?
Yun Qian considered these irrelevant, then turned to Wen Li intending to resu talking about the apprenticeship gift and wood carving.
Fetching a carving from her treasure vault was impossible, so Xu Chang’an would need to create another.
But just as Yun Qian glanced, the stood gently took Zhu Pingniang’s wrist, pulling her away from Yun Qian with an undeniable gentleness.
"Master Zhu."
Fetching a carving from her treasure vault was impossible, so Xu Chang’an would need to create another.
But just as Yun Qian glanced, the stood gently took Zhu Pingniang’s wrist, pulling her away from Yun Qian with an undeniable gentleness.
"Master Zhu."
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