Below the high platform, a faint noise erupted, and from ti to ti, young ladies would sneak out of the cabin to take a look outside. After a while, they would return with excitent on their faces, nodding at their companions, then taking their hands and umbrellas to go out and join the bustle.
It seed sothing had happened outside, but at this mont, Zhu Pingniang was no longer in the mood to pay attention to such details.
Because she was also holding her companion’s hand.
Miss Yun’s hand...
Previously, she liked it so much but lacked the courage to touch Yun Qian’s hand. However, Zhu Pingniang herself didn’t even realize that while she was "teaching" Yun Qian the Art of Taming a Husband, comforting her, she instinctively grasped Yun Qian’s hand...
Just like she would comfort her own maids on usual days.
And when she recovered from the embarrassnt of showing off her inadequate skills, Zhu Pingniang ca to her senses and realized... the soft fragrance and tender jade fingers she had longed for were already within her grasp.
Even Zhu Pingniang was stunned for a mont.
Indeed, it is always better when things happen unintentionally.
Realizing she was holding Yun Qian’s hand, Zhu Pingniang tried very hard not to laugh out loud.
As a lady, giggling is quite unbecoming; if one were to laugh, it should be without showing teeth and with eyes filled with warmth...
But she didn’t know that by holding Yun Qian’s hand so dearly with a restrained smile, she appeared even more improper and indecent...
A shaless woman, indeed so.
"..."
Thus, the atmosphere on the banquet stage beca rather awkward.
Zhu Pingniang originally had a pair of hands as white as jade, yet she used them for such indecent things. Her fingers, as slender as green scallions, gently slid across the back of Yun Qian’s hand, leaving a delicate nail mark as well as a faint blue Spiritual Qi seeped into Yun Qian’s hand.
It served no other purpose but to relieve fatigue.
While taking advantage of others, she still rembered to give Yun Qian so benefits.
As if she had paid for it, Zhu Pingniang beca more eager to explore higher.
Her index finger smoothly glided over Yun Qian’s knuckles, feeling the details of Yun Qian’s fingers as if tracing along bamboo nodes.
Very...
Very soon, a Seven-Stringed Zither, befitting Yun Qian’s temperant and hand shape, gradually ford in Zhu Pingniang’s mind.
She made her decision.
Since she claid to be an elder sister, how could she et her younger sister without bringing a gift?
Given their relationship, giving jewelry, silver coins, or Spirit Stone would be too mundane.
She decided to gift a zither.
In a certain sense, it’s befriending through music.
Zhu Pingniang gently caressed Miss Yun’s hand in her palm while the Seven-Stringed Zither in her mind beca more beautiful and radiant...
"..."
However, Zhu Pingniang’s movents gradually beca restrained.
She also knew she couldn’t go too far, understanding that what she was doing was probably very disgraceful, especially as there were many examples of sa-gender companionship around her; Zhu Pingniang feared being misunderstood.
Her orientation was normal, and when she encountered handso young n in her youth, she would take a good look.
And her current affection for Li Zhibai was not because she liked won, but rely because it happened that Li Zhibai was a woman.
Therefore, her appreciation for Yun Qian’s fingers was solely due to her upbringing in the Hehuan Sect, focusing on "aesthetic appreciation," simply admiring beauty without any extra desire.
In any case, Zhu Tongjun wouldn’t get... infatuated with a young lady’s hand... right?
As Zhu Pingniang thought of this, she suddenly felt a bit uncertain.
For her mory flashed by Li Zhibai sitting on the doorstep of the Daoist Temple, delicately sorting herbs with her slender fingers from a bamboo basket.
And back then... The Zhu Tongjun who wanted to rush up and kiss Li Zhibai’s fingers was obviously not a normal woman.
"..."
Oh well, fortunately, she only had special feelings for Ah Bai, though Yun Qian’s hand... was much more beautiful than Li Zhibai’s.
Gently pinching Yun Qian’s fingernail, Zhu Pingniang thought that the difference between touching Li Zhibai and Yun Qian was probably like holding a beloved person’s hand versus fondling jade stone.
The jade stone feels better, but it’s just simple admiration, without any desire.
Such was Zhu Pingniang now, so even if this "indecent" scene was witnessed by soone, her conscience was clear.
She sneaked a glance at Yun Qian, who looked serene and was watching the excitent below, apparently not minding being taken advantage of by a shaless woman...
Zhu Pingniang let out a sigh of relief, then the corners of her eyes and brows carried a hint of a smile.
This Miss Yun... truly had a gentle and mild temperant.
Just now, she didn’t mock her thoughts, nor did she mind the inappropriate actions currently.
Ah.
Miss Yun’s hand... its touch was cool, yet soft when poked, just like the contrast in her personality.
Zhu Pingniang’s beautiful eyes were full of gentle smiles; now, the more she looked at Yun Qian, the more satisfied she felt.
She knew that a large part of her satisfaction didn’t actually co from Yun Qian’s personal charm but rather from the favoritism of her being "Xu Chang’an’s wife" ... but it didn’t matter, as long as she liked her, the origin wasn’t that important.
Indeed.
The reason Zhu Pingniang liked Yun Qian so much had a lot to do with Xu Chang’an.
Because Zhu Pingniang was very fond of Xu Chang’an, she found Yun Qian quite lovable no matter how she looked at her...
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