"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to." Zhu Pingniang glared at her: "Don’t even think about it."
"...Such a pity." Miss Lu seed a bit disappointed.
If she could take this doppelgänger back, clean it up, and cuddle it at night... would it not be just like holding Zhu Pingniang?
Zhu Pingniang shook her head.
This doppelgänger cannot be given away casually, as once it’s bound to her, it resembles her in every way. Giving it to Miss Lu would just make it a pillow, but if it fell into Qinling’s hands...
Zhu Pingniang shivered slightly.
She didn’t even need to question, if Qinling got her doppelgänger, she was afraid she’d be posed in eighteen different ways that very night.
As she was thinking, Zhu Pingniang heard Miss Lu suddenly say:
"Ms. Zhu, so all these years, it was just a doll with ?"
She looked over and saw Miss Lu smiling sweetly, as if she was just asking casually.
An indifferent smile appeared on Zhu Pingniang’s peerlessly beautiful face, making her look even more stunning, as she said softly, "Yes, just a doll."
"..."
"However, from now on, it’s not a doll, since I’ve co here myself." Zhu Pingniang spread her hands.
"I wouldn’t dare speak ill of you, I’ll be going back." Miss Lu bent down in a ceremonial bow, her eyes plaintively returning as she walked away.
But as she passed by Zhu Pingniang, she suddenly reached out, embraced her, leaned on tiptoe, and kissed Zhu Pingniang on the face.
"Drool, it’s so filthy." Zhu Pingniang’s mouth twitched slightly, looking at her angrily.
"I’ll wipe it clean for you later." Miss Lu waved her fair fist, smiling but clearly feeling... not well at all.
Obviously, upon realizing that it had always been just a doll by her side, any thoughtful woman would feel a bit insecure.
As Miss Lu left, Zhu Pingniang shook her head, thinking she should comfort her well tonight, since this matter was indeed her own fault.
She still felt sowhat guilty.
After all, she initially sent the doppelgänger because she didn’t want her real self to get tainted with the brothel’s atmosphere... In a sense, it’s not wrong to say she looked down on those girls.
Of course, now she didn’t look down on them anymore... probably.
Wiping the moisture off her face with disdain, Zhu Pingniang turned around and t Xu Chang’an’s eyes.
Xu Chang’an: "..."
He turned his head away.
He really wanted to say that he hadn’t seen anything.
"I know you’re full of doubts right now, but... I’ll tell you later." Zhu Pingniang walked over to the doll, crouched down, and carefully examined her own appearance and deanor, then... Xu Chang’an saw Zhu Pingniang’s deanor and gaze start to change.
From an uncontainable Fairy elegance strikingly close to the doll, until... she beca exactly the sa.
In just a few breaths, that Inner Charm of Zhu Pingniang completely returned. She put away the doll, then gently spun around in front of Xu Chang’an, playfully asking.
"Chang’an, do I look the sa as before?"
"The sa." Xu Chang’an nodded.
"As long as it’s the sa." Zhu Pingniang nodded: "I don’t want to be alienated by the girls... Alright, actually, nothing happened just now. While testing you, I suddenly rembered sothing, so I returned to my real self..."
Zhu Pingniang explained simply.
Upon careful reflection, she still felt she couldn’t tell him she had been "broken," nor that she couldn’t really stop it, so she ca up with an excuse.
For now, she really didn’t want to "spar" with Xu Chang’an.
Under normal circumstances, watching him spar with others never triggered such strange phenona. Was it because of Open Source, or because his sparring partners were usually near his realm?
Was it because the apparent Cultivation gap between her and Xu Chang’an was too great, causing this situation?
Zhu Pingniang was unsure, but naturally, she would slowly verify this over ti.
Until then, it was best to avoid fighting him.
Goodness, she might genuinely get killed.
What a pity, she didn’t see that mysterious charm even when the Glazed Body was sacrificed and broken by him.
A wasted loss of virtue.
"?"
Feeling Zhu Pingniang’s resentful gaze on him, Xu Chang’an was puzzled.
Was sothing up, so she withdrew her consciousness from the doppelgänger?
That’s how she explained it.
Though Xu Chang’an instinctively sensed sothing off, with many questions left, but since an elder said so, what else could he do?
Could he question further?
So, that doppelgänger was real.
Without seeing it with his own eyes, he would barely believe it.
If only Miss Yun could also...
Forget it, what am I thinking.
Clearing the miscellaneous thoughts from his mind, he saw Zhu Pingniang’s palm turn, making the ssy kitchen seem as if ti flowed backward, gradually returning to a clean and tidy state.
"Chang’an, do you know... Supre Forgetting Emotions?" Zhu Pingniang suddenly said.
Xu Chang’an hesitated for a mont, unsure of what Zhu Pingniang ant, but he still said, "Saints forget emotions, those at the lowest cannot grasp feelings, emotions are what we know."
This phrase ans that Saints are unmoved by emotions.
"Saints are emotionless, and I’ve always thought the sa." Zhu Pingniang looked deeply at Xu Chang’an.
So-called Purple Saint, but where is the emotionlessness?
Although Xu Chang’an hadn’t spoken just now, the guilt and fear in his eyes when looking at the doll couldn’t be hidden.
But what about that fleeting... desire?
What was that about?
Zhu Pingniang sneered, thinking it’s indeed n, probably thinking of his Miss Yun.
Shaking her head, Zhu Pingniang thought of Shi Qingjun.
The Sect Leader’s emotions have returned, and she has many questions. So what better than asking a... mory-lost "Immortal" for clarity?
Zhu Pingniang asked, "What’s your view on the so-called Supre Forgetting Emotions in Cultivation?"
Xu Chang’an blinked, puzzled, "Earlier, didn’t you ntion this?"
At that ti, Zhu Pingniang asked him if Cultivation would make him lose his emotions, would he still cultivate?
Back then, he imdiately shook his head, indicating he’d rather give up Cultivation if it ant losing emotions.
"Tis have changed." Zhu Pingniang sighed.
Back then, she didn’t take Xu Chang’an’s words seriously; now, she could trust them.
If he indeed felt losing emotions was bad, then it must be bad, and the Sect Leader must’ve taken the wrong path. Now is not too late to turn back.
"So, Chang’an, do you think Supre Forgetting Emotions in Cultivation is the wrong path?"
"This... how would I know." Xu Chang’an was helpless.
In fact, he wasn’t even sure what Supre Forgetting Emotions represented in the Cultivation Realm, how could he speak freely about it?
But seeing Zhu Pingniang staring at him, Xu Chang’an, helpless, said: "Where in the world is there a Saint?"
"Hmph, dodging the question." Zhu Pingniang gave her a look.
As the real Zhu Tongjun, this light glance could not be compared to a re doppelgänger.
At this mont, she was only partially fused, the cold purity and allure coexisted.
Xu Chang’an could only smile wryly.
If not dodging, then what?
He stated Saints are unmoved by emotions, thus Saints are emotionless.
But where in the world is there a Saint?
Thus, Supre Forgetting Emotions should not exist.
But this wasn’t what Zhu Pingniang wanted to hear, tilting her head, she looked at Xu Chang’an for a while, and said, "There might be Saints in the world, so dodging doesn’t help."
However, she no longer troubled Xu Chang’an, explaining simply.
"Saints are emotionless, unmoved by emotions, using Dao Rhy to draw closer to the Heavenly Dao... This is Supre Forgetting Emotions." Zhu Pingniang shook her head: "But this path seems hard to walk, many naturally unemotional people fail to transcend everything, so... is it wrong?"
Xu Chang’an scratched his head.
Tut.
Couldn’t understand.
He just wanted to cook now.
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