CHAPTER 489: 0297 YUN QIAN’S PRAISE (2-IN-1)_2

Yun Qian heard this and squinted her eyes.

Is Miss Zhu considered small? Then does that mean I am also...

The girl watched as Yun Qian shifted her gaze to her, then looked down at herself, her face suddenly flushed red.

Oh heavens.

What on earth is she saying in front of Miss Yun?

If Sister Liu knew she dared to say such things in front of Miss Yun, she’d definitely give her a beating.

"Do all men like girls with a good figure?" Yun Qian asked calmly, "Is that what the book says?"

"...It probably is." The girl stammered, then plucked up her courage, "You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen, your figure is, your figure is also very good."

"I understand."

Yun Qian thought that her husband was also a man, but she was already perfect, there was no need to increase or decrease anything.

So.

’Making her husband like her more by changing her figure’.

This kind of thought just flashed in her mind and she didn’t pay much attention to it.

Girl: "..."

Who could have thought that while a scene outside seemed to pause time, she was in the room discussing Zhu Pingniang’s... with Yun Qian.

Tsk.

And as the Rowing Maiden realized she had misspoken, she hurriedly tried to change the topic to lighten the mood back.

"So it was Miss Zhu who set these up, the color is so warm." The Rowing Maiden walked over, reached her hand out the window, and gently stirred the black and white Spiritual Power flowing by the window sill, saying, "Knowing it was Miss Zhu, I’m not scared anymore, hmm... indeed, seeing that chessboard earlier should have made me realize."

The girl turned around and said with a slight admiration, "She’s known as the ’Chess Master’ around here, neither the sisters in the building nor the men outside can match her."

"Chess..." Yun Qian nodded, and a hint of interest appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Indeed.

She was very interested in chess.

The reason she had suddenly looked out the window just now wasn’t because the town was sealed and she wanted to see, it was purely out of interest, in looking at the chessboard in the sky.

And the reason it interested her, of course, was because of Xu Chang’an’s competitive spirit for chess.

"Do you know how to play chess?" Yun Qian looked at the girl in front of her.

"Me?" The girl trembled slightly with the teacup in hand, then took a big gulp and looked towards a certain drawer in the room, "I... no, I know a little, there is a chessboard here, would you like to... play with me?"

"I don’t know how to play chess," Yun Qian said.

"Oh." The girl looked a bit disappointed.

"I don’t know, you can teach me."

Yun Qian said as she looked towards Xu Chang’an’s direction.

He liked playing chess so much that if she played with him later, he would definitely like chess even more, and like her even more.

"Teach you? Really?" The Rowing Maiden, listening to Yun Qian’s words, looked as if surprised joy had suddenly fallen from the sky and dazed her, clumsily went to fetch the chessboard.

But when she touched the chess box, the clattering sound of the chess pieces was like a series of loud gongs, shattering her mind full of joyful reverie, leaving only reason behind.

"Ms. Yun, I...I can’t teach you."

She looked troubled.

"Why not?" Yun Qian looked at the snacks on the table, then said, "I learn things quite quickly."

"It should be the Young Master who teaches you." The Rowing Maiden bit her lip, then, her tone firm, "Whether it’s chess or the other Six Arts for Women, it should be that way."

She couldn’t overstep, couldn’t take it upon herself to do what belonged to others.

"That’s true." Yun Qian listened to the girl’s words, finding them very reasonable.

Teaching herself chess would be a wonderful experience for her husband, she had only thought about playing against him and overlooked the process.

No need to rush.

Yun Qian looked at the girl in front of her who had reminded her and nodded, saying, "You are not bad."

Unlock — Miss Yun’s praise.

Yun Qian’s voice was as calm as ever, even cold, yet at that moment the girl’s strength seemed to be drained away, she leaned onto the table, tears welling up in her once pitch-black eyes.

"Ms. Yun, you...you said something, I didn’t hear clearly." The girl murmured, burying her head.

Yun Qian looked at her and thought that this was a bit like her husband, hearing but pretending not to hear, all to make her say it again.

"You are not bad." Yun Qian said.

This time, the praise was for her being like Xu Chang’an.

"..."

The girl buried her head, her tightly clenched hands on her skirt twitched fiercely.

When Ms. Yun spoke, it was very slow, neither warm nor cold, yet at this moment it was like a sharp knife, slicing through her heart instantly.

She’s dying.

That’s what she thought.

Because the knife slicing through her heart was not copper or iron, but made of pastries, with the sweetest layer of candied fruit glaze on the blade.

The Rowing Maiden lifted her head, her eyelashes gently trembling.

A girl dazed by a simple compliment must be the world’s most good-for-nothing person.

Yet the blush on her face and her already stupefied eyes couldn’t lie.

"Ms. Yun, is this how you mesmerize the Young Master?"

To ask such a question, the girl might indeed be on the brink of losing her mind.

Yun Qian did not respond.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but because she herself didn’t know.

——

In the gardens of Flower Moon Building.

Zhu Pingniang slowly withdrew that piece of her Inner Realm.

Time seemed to start flowing again.

So, the water gently trickled and at the confluence where the stream met the river, there was a flat central lake visible from afar, and crisscrossing tributaries, evergreen leaves floated along in the gurgling water, the cold water flowed down the esequious stone all the way downstream to the east.

Peaceful and beautiful.

Just like her current mood——

That was just a joke!!

Zhu Pingniang looked at Xu Chang’an, who was only thinking about chess, and felt that just those few seconds after she set up the array... her entire worldview had been restructured.

Is there anyone else in the world who can be this close to her without any protective measures and completely ignore her Inner Realm, like Xu Chang’an?

There is.

And only the Sect Leader of Chaoyun Sect.

The abilities of that person were like heaven and earth compared to them.

But what is Xu Chang’an?

Is he also a cultivator of Qiankun Realm like the Sect Leader? What a joke.

Zhu Pingniang clutched her heart, breathing heavily.

Yes, Xu Chang’an and the Sect Leader were different, at least... The Sect Leader could see her set Inner Realm arrays, but from Xu Chang’an’s continued pondering over his own piece in the Celestial Yuan game, it seemed he hadn’t noticed any of these unusual phenomena from beginning to end.

That’s right.

His cultivation isn’t high, so it’s normal that he can’t see it.

Mhm.

Not very high.

Zhu Pingniang pounded on her chest, feeling heartache, and her already not-so-abundant figure seemed to shrink even more.

——

"...?"

Xu Chang’an wasn’t dumb or blind, how could he not notice Zhu Pingniang’s strange behavior right now?

But he genuinely didn’t understand.

In Xu Chang’an’s view, it was probably two people talking, and then Zhu Pingniang placed a piece right at the center of the chessboard, as though wanting to start another game and prove herself.

But the strange part came afterward.

After Zhu Pingniang placed the piece, she didn’t move but just stared foolishly at him, ignoring him no matter how he called.

And then, she collected the piece from the center of the chessboard like picking up trash... then covered her heart with a look of being out of breath.

Fortunately, Zhu Pingniang had regained some composure by now and was starting to stare at him.

"Senior Zhu, are you... alright?" Xu Chang’an asked cautiously.

"I really want to be alright." Zhu Pingniang was so overwhelmed at the moment that she didn’t even care that Xu Chang’an hadn’t called her "Sister".

This child...

What exactly is he?

Zhu Pingniang stared at Xu Chang’an for a long while, full of doubts, but didn’t ask.

Judging by his behavior, asking would yield no answers.

She now understood why the messages from her sisters referred to him as the "Immortal Reincarnation".

"Senior?" Xu Chang’an began to push his luck, continuing to call her senior but this time with a hint of concern: "Are you really okay? Do you want to return to the mountain to take a look?"

A thought crossed Xu Chang’an’s mind.

Could Senior Zhu be faking illness?

Feigning illness to have a reason to visit her teacher back at the sect.

Isn’t visiting a Pill Master while ill a great excuse?

"..."

Zhu Pingniang clutched her chest: "I don’t feel like talking right now, leave me alone."

Senior?

Who’s a senior?