Zhu Pingniang grabbed Miss Lu’s cheeks with both hands, pulling them into a sowhat comical shape, and angrily said, "I don’t care, you just can’t like him!"
She was doing it for her own good, why didn’t she understand?
Pretending to be like Liu Qingluo, is that fun?
Besides, Lu’Er and Liu’Er are different; she doesn’t need to get involved at all.
"I don’t recall teaching you to be so disobedient." Zhu Pingniang was unhappy: "Could it be... you’ve hit your rebellious phase?"
"So, Sister, you still care about , it seems you’re not completely biased towards Little Sister Liu." Miss Lu’s cheeks were pinched red, yet she didn’t get angry. Instead, she looked happy.
"You little girl, when you smile you look just like a vixen, could you have been a spirit fox in your past life?" Zhu Pingniang rubbed Miss Lu’s reddened cheeks helplessly and said, "There’s no need to anger just because I sent Qingluo to the Immortal Sect and not you..."
"Is that how you feel?" Miss Lu shook her head: "Going to the Immortal Sect ans I can’t be by your side often, why would I go there?"
She waved her hand, squinted at Zhu Pingniang, and wrapped her arm around her waist: "Besides, being called a vixen is the ultimate praise for won like us with a wandering heart."
"Stop it, you just need a good talking-to." Zhu Pingniang sniffed, then frowned: "Ni Zi, did you drink wine?"
"You just noticed." Miss Lu sighed softly, pointed to the osmanthus tea in front of Zhu Pingniang, then pointed to the shimring wine in her own cup, and pouted: "You’re sitting here with , but your mind isn’t on at all. You didn’t even notice I was drinking wine... Yet, Young Master Xu just walked past downstairs, and you couldn’t take your eyes off him..."
"Ms. Zhu, isn’t that unfair?" Miss Lu leaned on Zhu Pingniang’s shoulder with the courage of alcohol, her face flushed beautifully from the wine.
"You actually blush from drinking, I thought you were used to keeping company while drinking." Zhu Pingniang avoided the topic.
"It’s because your scent is just so pleasant." Miss Lu’s lips struggled as she spoke: "Well, I just drank that last cup too quickly, now... it’s starting to get to my head."
At this mont, the alcohol surged up, and a faint mist veiled over Miss Lu’s bright eyes.
Miss Lu was undeniably a beautiful person.
"You’re bad at handling alcohol... serves you right for drinking so fast." Zhu Pingniang said exasperatedly, subconsciously reaching out to massage Ni Zi’s temples and asked, "Are you jealous?"
"No, just unhappy." Miss Lu’s pretty face was flushed, radiating warmth, as she held Zhu Pingniang’s hand and said seriously, "There are things you can do that I can’t, and that makes unhappy."
"If you want to go to the Immortal Sect, you just need to ntion it to ." Zhu Pingniang said quietly.
"I’ve already said I don’t want to go."
"Then why are you unhappy?"
Zhu Pingniang didn’t understand. She sighed as she sensed the wine-scented Ni Zi next to her: "Even though I haven’t married, I know the hardship of raising a child. Saying ’it’s for your own good, you can’t like Chang’an’ makes you uncomfortable?"
"That’s not the right reason." Miss Lu spoke up.
"Reason?"
"I hate it when you say... it’s for my own good, that’s why you don’t let like Young Master Xu."
"Then what kind of reason would make you comply without complaint?" Zhu Pingniang spoke in a child-pacifying tone.
In reality, once she realized Miss Lu, usually docile, was genuinely unhappy, she already stretched her patience to the limit.
"If you like Young Master Xu, I’d get jealous." Miss Lu raised a finger: "If you fancy him, then I wouldn’t like him anymore."
Zhu Pingniang: ’...’
Her eye twitched slightly, and Zhu Pingniang gritted her teeth: "You’re drunk."
"See, I said you have double standards." Miss Lu avoided Zhu Pingniang’s eyes, muttering: "Sister, you still don’t get the main point."
"?"
Miss Lu was silent for a while, then spoke seriously: "I actually don’t like Young Master Xu."
"...Hmm?" Zhu Pingniang was stunned, looking at Miss Lu, but found no trace of drunkenness in her eyes.
"Obviously it’s because you like Young Master Xu that I like him, why don’t you understand these things?" Miss Lu clenched her robe tightly: "Ms. Zhu, you said you’d like the person Miss Ah Bai likes too, why can’t you understand it with ?"
Did she actually like Xu Chang’an?
True, she was indeed a lustful girl, but no matter how handso Xu Chang’an was, could he be more attractive in her eyes than Zhu Pingniang?
She liked him because Zhu liked him.
So, essentially, this wasn’t just buy one, get one free, but buy one, get two, or even more.
The essence of this matter would probably be that if soone managed to bring Li Zhibai into their ho, they’d get a string of girls, the kind you couldn’t get rid of.
Miss Lu asked, "Sister, did you hear it clearly?"
"Clearly." At this mont, beyond helplessness, Zhu Pingniang couldn’t bring herself to say anything accusatory.
Because Miss Lu’s fondness for Xu Chang’an was born out of Zhu Pingniang’s fondness for Xu Chang’an, this dependency-based emotion left Zhu Pingniang no courage to forbid her liking Xu Chang’an.
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