Suddenly, they heard Zhu Pingniang’s voice, and both Xu Chang’an and Miss Lu were taken aback.
Because the woman who walked in at this mont was vastly different from the Zhu Pingniang they knew.
Zhu Pingniang’s appearance at the Flower Moon Building might not qualify as a courtesan, but that seductive charm was bone-deep, and her gaze was captivating.
But this woman in front of them?
Although her looks were similar to Zhu Pingniang, the aura... was one that Zhu Pingniang couldn’t hold a candle to, akin to the difference between a brothel woman and the God of Luo River.
So, when they saw the woman enter, the fox-like charm of Zhu Pingniang instantly collapsed, and Miss Lu stared at her dumbfounded.
Her skin was like creamy fat, surpassing even snowflakes; under the glow of the lamps, her flawless face appeared almost transparent, and a faint breeze from the window stirred her hem, enhancing her breathtaking beauty.
Her eyes were like stars, clear as water.
Her gaze seed to give off a refreshing and noble feeling.
Upon seeing this, Xu Chang’an finally let out a sigh of relief.
Although he never believed from the start that he could "kill" Zhu Pingniang with a single punch, seeing Miss Lu holding her and weeping loudly left Xu Chang’an montarily bewildered.
This in front of him, this is... the Senior’s true appearance, isn’t it?
Zhu Tongjun.
She truly is a mirror image of the person in the teacher’s painting.
So was the one he punched into vomiting blood and seemingly made lifeless... a doppelgänger?
Xu Chang’an took a glance at Miss Lu, only to see her tear-streaked face look up, holding Zhu Pingniang’s "body," staring blankly at this newly arrived Zhu Pingniang with a dazed expression...
Just as Xu Chang’an thought the misunderstanding was finally resolved and could hear Zhu Pingniang’s explanation, Miss Lu looked at the blood-stained and pale "Zhu Pingniang" in her arms, then at the utterly different Zhu Pingniang behind her, and made a move that stunned both Xu Chang’an and Zhu Pingniang.
She entirely ignored the living one, her face suddenly darkened, and she knelt in front of the "corpse" with a thud, plunging into sobs, even more intensely than before, as if the newly appeared one was the fake.
The sorrowful sounds prompted tears from onlookers.
Xu Chang’an: "..."
Zhu Pingniang: "..."
Zhu Pingniang’s brows couldn’t help but twitch, she took a deep breath and softly spoke.
"Lu’Er."
Her voice was beautiful, like a flowing spring erging from a clear creek, exceedingly gentle as if comforting a grieving child.
Xu Chang’an had never seen such a side of Zhu Pingniang and was montarily stunned.
Even Miss Lu’s crying paused.
"Zhu... Ms. Zhu?"
She seed sowhat puzzled.
However, Zhu Pingniang suddenly shifted from her gentle deanor, spat once, and kicked Miss Lu, seeing her stagger and fall to the ground, Zhu Pingniang imdiately pounced and pinned her shoulders to the ground, raising her hand to tear at her face, while scolding.
"Pretending you don’t recognize !"
"I’m not dead yet, who are you shedding pearls for?"
Xu Chang’an: "..."
Then Zhu Pingniang pointed at her swollen eyes and said irritatingly: "Why are you looking? If your big sister here were seriously hurt, what’s the use of you crying? Go to the Longevity Pavilion and order a casket for ."
Miss Lu: "..."
"Still pretending?" Zhu Pingniang pinched Miss Lu’s face.
"...No, not pretending anymore." Miss Lu flushed, glancing at Xu Chang’an, her face and ears both red.
"Now you care about your reputation, weren’t you quite the picture while pretending to mourn earlier?" Zhu Pingniang spat in annoyance.
"Not... not entirely pretending." Miss Lu stood upright with Zhu Pingniang’s help.
"I know." Zhu Pingniang took out a handkerchief and grumpily wiped away Miss Lu’s tears, her actions tender.
She certainly knew.
At least before she appeared, Lu’Er was genuinely scared, and later swallowed by great joy upon seeing her unhard, leading to another bout of tears.
After these two sobbing sessions, everything finally seed alright.
"Like a child." Zhu Pingniang humd softly, glaring at Xu Chang’an.
Xu Chang’an quietly moved to the side.
Though he had many questions, he knew Zhu Pingniang first wanted to speak with Miss Lu.
"Sister, what happened to you... were you trying to scare ?" Miss Lu looked fearfully at the "corpse" on the ground, truthfully speaking, she truly felt as if the world turned upside down at the first sight of Zhu Pingniang vomiting blood from Xu Chang’an’s punch.
"An artificial puppet... forget it, just think of it as a doppelgänger from miscellany." Zhu Pingniang waved.
"D-doppelgänger?" Miss Lu mused for quite a while before turning to look at the living fairy in front of her, asking: "So the current one isn’t a doppelgänger?"
"Yes." Zhu Pingniang nodded.
"I see." Miss Lu went silent for a while, then spoke with lingering fear: "Sister, Young Master Xu, what were you doing? Weren’t you cooking?"
Upon saying that, she glanced at the doppelgänger lying on the floor, poked it with a slender finger, and softly said, "Using this as an ingredient?"
"Get lost." Zhu Pingniang was exasperated, then patted Miss Lu’s waist: "Go about your business, I’ll tell you the whole story tonight."
"...Sister, are you alright?"
"What could be wrong with ."
"Forget it, your Immortal Sect matters are beyond , as long as you’re alright... I’ll go now, can’t keep Miss Yun waiting too long." Miss Lu, after walking a couple of steps, suddenly rembered sothing and returned, looking at the "corpse" on the ground with interest: "This doppelgänger, really does look exactly like Sister."
User Comments
0 comments from readers