"Mm." Yun Qian nodded.
Upon hearing Yun Qian’s calm voice, Zhu Pingniang felt the gentle fragrance of soap mixed with the scent of rouge emanating from Yun Qian’s body, which she could sense just by breathing lightly.
This intimate fragrance made Zhu Pingniang’s heart pound, causing her to lower her head even more.
At this mont, Zhu Pingniang realized that her true self was more sensitive than her avatar, capable of noticing more details, thus increasing the affection she felt for the married woman in front of her.
If Zhu Pingniang were to chat well with Liu Qingluo, Miss Lu, or even Wen Li at this mont, she would discover that anyone who liked Xu Chang’an would also like Yun Qian.
This couple is clearly tead up to earn goodwill.
"... Phew."
Feeling Yun Qian’s weak pulse, Zhu Pingniang took a deep breath.
Damn it.
Why am I so useless?
Although she had long confird from Li Zhibai that she was indeed a lustful woman, this was the first ti she felt such an emotional stirring for a woman like Li Zhibai.
As a hand-fetishist, Zhu Pingniang had to restrain herself, holding back her urge to move her fingers from Yun Qian’s wrist downward.
However, Zhu Pingniang was also aware that her affection was rely a pursuit of beauty, not the kind of lust between n and won.
Who wouldn’t like a girl like Yun Qian?
Encountering such a beautiful girl and wanting to get close to her, exchange a few words, is a perfectly normal thing.
Although Zhu Pingniang also liked Xu Chang’an, he is, after all, a man and already married, so there are things she must avoid suspicion of.
But Yun Qian and she are both won...
No need to avoid suspicion.
At this mont, Zhu Pingniang was like a little girl who encountered a pretty doll, eager to hold Yun Qian and play with her, yet she had to maintain the dignity and elegance of a Senior, feeling extrely conflicted.
Of course, one can’t just take advantage; one still needs to do the right business, otherwise this world of two won’t be peaceful.
With these thoughts, Zhu Pingniang felt the True Qi flowing through Yun Qian’s slender ridians.
Soon, Zhu Pingniang’s desire for beauty turned into a faint sadness...
This girl’s constitution... is terribly weak.
No wonder Yun Qian didn’t like going out; the feeling of having to stop and catch her breath after walking a few steps must be quite unpleasant.
"Ms. Yun, your body is too frail." Zhu Pingniang looked at Yun Qian with pity, not knowing how much suffering the girl had endured to reach this age, and resisted the urge to take out a Golden Core from her bosom, saying softly, "It must be painful..."
Being looked at like this by Zhu Pingniang, Yun Qian blinked and said, "Being a bit frail isn’t necessarily a bad thing."
"How is that possible." Zhu Pingniang imdiately stood up, realizing her rudeness, she sat back down and shook her head, saying, "How can it be good... but rest assured, Ms. Yun, cultivation will end these bitter days once and for all."
With a weakened spirit and body, delicate as a willow bent by the wind.
If a cultivator like Zhu Pingniang were to experience Yun Qian’s current physical state, she might feel like she was imprisoned every mont.
Listening to Zhu Pingniang speak to herself, Yun Qian glanced out the window, indifferent.
Zhu Pingniang: "...?"
Seeing Yun Qian’s expression, Zhu Pingniang suddenly widened her eyes slightly: "Ms. Yun, you don’t really think this is quite good, do you?"
She asked, and Yun Qian replied.
"It’s quite good."
"Why?" Zhu Pingniang wanted to understand Yun Qian but couldn’t grasp what she was thinking.
Has she grown accustod to pain?
"Being a bit frail allows him to take more care of ." Yun Qian recalled sothing pleasant, her lips curled up.
Being cared for by her husband, why wouldn’t she like it?
"..."
Listening to Yun Qian’s earnest tone, seeing the happiness written on her face, Zhu Pingniang’s thoughts fell into chaos and silence.
She could naturally see that Yun Qian was serious.
She genuinely felt that being a bit frail wasn’t entirely bad...
No.
She even thought it was quite... joyful?
"Ah..." Zhu Pingniang opened her mouth to say sothing but fell into silence after uttering a syllable.
Ah, so that’s it.
If she’s frail, Xu Chang’an can take more care of her?
Just for this simple reason?
This Ms. Yun... is she alright?
What potion has Chang’an given her...
Once again, struck with love-filled words by Yun Qian, Zhu Pingniang was left in a daze.
After a while, Zhu Pingniang snapped back to reality.
She looked at the exceedingly beautiful woman in front of her, sensing vaguely that Yun Qian... was an unusual woman.
Her affection for Chang’an turned out to be such a weighty thing?
Struck by the realization a second ti, Zhu Pingniang no longer felt that kind of envy, for she perceived the weight, a subtlety unique to her being a woman.
"Isn’t it true that if your body gets better, Chang’an won’t care about you anymore?" Zhu Pingniang asked, and then answered herself: "That’s impossible; even if your body gets better, he will definitely take good care of you, so... Ms. Yun, don’t think of frailness as a good thing."
For once, she fulfilled the role of an elder sister.
In Zhu Pingniang’s view, Yun Qian’s self-destructive mindset was unacceptable and wrong.
"If my body gets better..." Yun Qian shook her head lightly, not angry, yet neither did she continue to explain.
If her body was normal, Xu Chang’an certainly wouldn’t care for her anymore.
Such things were beyond Zhu Pingniang’s comprehension.
Naturally, Zhu Pingniang discerned Yun Qian’s aning, shaking her head lightly.
Now, Zhu Pingniang also discovered that talking about Xu Chang’an when speaking with Yun Qian was indeed very useful, thus she switched perspectives.
"Ms. Yun, do you know why Chang’an expends so much effort wanting you to cultivate?" Zhu Pingniang said thoughtfully, "Isn’t it to wish you a healthy body? So a girl shouldn’t think frailty is a good thing."
Indeed, once the topic shifted to Xu Chang’an, Yun Qian’s interest visibly heightened, she nodded and said, "I know he wants to be better, so... I will cultivate seriously."
"Eh?" Zhu Pingniang blinked, she suddenly said, "So, Ms. Yun, are you not interested in cultivation? Only because Chang’an wants you to cultivate, that’s why you cultivate?"
"Mm."
"... It’s fine."
Seeing Yun Qian’s expressionless gaze, Zhu Pingniang beca increasingly puzzled.
Yun Qian’s face remained unchanged.
Her husband instructed her to get along well with Zhu Pingniang, so she would comply.
Moreover, Zhu Pingniang was also Xu Chang’an’s "connection," so there was nothing she couldn’t share.
Zhu Pingniang ca back to her senses.
She believed everyone has their own life’s aning, and she had nothing to say about Yun Qian’s thoughts. However, considering herself as Chang’an’s "elder sister," she thought that Yun Qian’s "self-abusing" mindset was unacceptable, harming not only herself but also causing concern for Xu Chang’an.
However, she temporarily abandoned the idea of continuing with this topic, as there would be plenty of opportunities to help Yun Qian correct such negative thoughts without becoming annoying with lectures.
Too much is as bad as too little.
But surprisingly, as Zhu Pingniang stopped lecturing, Yun Qian allowed her thoughts to wander and whispered.
"Thinking frailty is good was a past thought; now I won’t think that way, cultivation is indeed necessary."
"... Ah?"
Zhu Pingniang was montarily stunned, although Yun Qian’s happiness during her talk of frailty wasn’t fake, she was delighted to nod now.
"Exactly, exactly, Ms. Yun thinking like this is right, cultivation is evidently necessary."
After speaking, Zhu Pingniang was sowhat baffled.
Now, she had sowhat understood Yun Qian.
This sister was indifferent even to cultivation, so what’s prompting her to find cultivation good now?
It must be because of Chang’an.
At this mont, Zhu Pingniang fancied herself fully comprehending Yun Qian.
"Is it because... after cultivation, you can extend your lifespan and be with Chang’an as husband and wife for a thousand years?" Zhu Pingniang laughed.
"?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Qian looked at her strangely and then shook her head.
"Not?" Zhu Pingniang widened her eyes slightly.
"No."
"Then why do you want to cultivate?" Zhu Pingniang was baffled: "Didn’t you think frailty was good?"
"Want to have children."
"..."
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