novelraw Chapter 627 - 0364 is a Senior and also a young lady (two in one)_2
Chapter 627 - 0364 is a Senior and also a young lady (two in one)_2
But it was clear that the Senior considered him one of their own, and Xu Chang’an could feel that.
Currently, Zhu Pingniang’s makeup was smudged beyond repair, yet she still had the mind to eat candied fruit.
It was no surprise to Xu Chang’an that Zhu Pingniang had something to discuss with him, as from the moment they met, her face was full of thoughts.
As Xu Chang’an sat opposite Zhu Pingniang, she clicked her tongue and asked, "Where’s Ms. Yun?"
"Resting."
"Oh."
Zhu Pingniang pursed her lips, remembering the ordinary-looking Yun Qian who had completely captivated her before, and thought it justified her own resignation.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t outshine Yun Qian, who was stunning to her alone. So why bother?
Thus, she didn’t care about her soaked clothes or ruined makeup.
"What a waste of the makeup Ni Zi did for me. When she sees me later, she’ll nag again." Zhu Pingniang lay there, looking utterly exhausted.
"Ms. Zhu, did you call me just to talk about these things?" Xu Chang’an couldn’t help but ask.
"Yes, otherwise, what serious matters could I possibly have with you?" Zhu Pingniang said earnestly.
"..."
Looking at Zhu Pingniang’s inexplicably lifeless expression, Xu Chang’an began to doubt if the girl before him, acting like a carefree soul, was really the same Senior Zhu he had first met at Flower Moon Building.
It felt like...
At some point, Zhu Pingniang increasingly resembled a... young girl?
Xu Chang’an knew it was impolite to think so, but he couldn’t help it.
In the past, even though Zhu Pingniang was charming and liked to flirt, she was still a Senior in his eyes. Now, she seemed inexplicably much younger.
Perhaps the feeling of affection truly could make someone younger?
Indeed.
It’s perfectly normal for Senior Zhu, who admired his teacher, to become more like a regular woman.
Yes, normal.
Xu Chang’an tried his best not to look at this current uninspired Senior Zhu, lowering his head to stare at the brazier burning at his feet.
"?"
Zhu Pingniang blinked and frowned, "Kid, are you thinking about something disrespectful?"
"Etiquette?" Xu Chang’an sighed and said no more.
"Oh." Zhu Pingniang looked at her own attire, which even Flower Moon Building girls would shake their heads at, and nodded.
Clearly, her current state was quite improper.
"It’s nothing to let you see, you wouldn’t care about such trivial matters, right?" Zhu Pingniang tilted her head, a smile on her face that Xu Chang’an couldn’t quite grasp: "After all, you don’t even care about a Half-Demon."
"Indeed."
He had thought so. The sudden removal of the seal on Miss Aqing’s eyes was clearly Zhu Pingniang’s doing.
"What’s with ’indeed?’" Zhu Pingniang seemed a bit disappointed not to see Xu Chang’an react to being caught eavesdropping as she had imagined.
"What reaction should I have?" Xu Chang’an became even more resigned.
"Fine," Zhu Pingniang felt bored and said, "The matters in Beisang City can’t escape my eyes. Sometimes it’s not that I intentionally eavesdrop; I guard the Array Hub here, after all, so all information... converges here."
Zhu Pingniang pointed to her own head.
Then she curiously asked, "Chang’an, do you really... really not mind the identity of a Half-Demon?"
"I don’t mind."
Xu Chang’an didn’t hesitate and instead found it strange.
Was this topic really that important?
To be the first question from a Senior who obviously had many concerns...
"You don’t mind... strange, are you really from this world?" Zhu Pingniang looked utterly bewildered.
Even Miss Lu was wary of Half-Demons; even she felt a bit regretful when she found out about Miss Aqing’s heritage.
In fact, Wen Li, with help from her elders, paid a high price to separate her bloodline completely to tackle the instability of Half-Demon nature.
In today’s world, even the Demon Sect’s attitude toward Half-Demons isn’t much better than that of the Immortal Sect.
Xu Chang’an wasn’t from this world.
While making that statement, Zhu Pingniang was thinking he might be the reincarnation of an Immortal.
She might have spoken unintentionally, but the listener took note.
Xu Chang’an thought it might genuinely be the case.
He didn’t have memories from this world; he simply opened his eyes and started living with Miss Yun. Shortly after leaving the island, he began cultivating, so unlike ordinary people, he didn’t grow up with tales of Half-Demon infamy, hence he didn’t really care.
"Forget it, whether you care is your business, nothing I can do about it," Zhu Pingniang said.
As for Wen Li and Xu Chang’an’s relationship, she wasn’t as concerned about it anymore.
After all, much like Xu Chang’an’s unintentional kindness when he spoke to Miss Aqing, minor actions could naturally attract Wen Li, a girl inexperienced with men.
Zhu Pingniang tutted, feeling cramped under the table, so she shifted and propped one leg over the other.
"Chang’an, do you know why I suddenly dispelled the Blinding Technique from Miss Aqing’s eyes?"
Xu Chang’an shook his head.
He indeed didn’t understand why Zhu Pingniang did that, since... after sealing the girl’s eyes, logically, she wanted to help conceal her identity, right?
He had no idea of the reason, but he wasn’t curious either.
"...."
Zhu Pingniang looked at Xu Chang’an, who seemed to think it wasn’t his problem despite causing trouble, and clamped her silver teeth down gently.
Yet, she still held back her small emotions, simply explaining, "Some things can’t be kept hidden from the girls in the shop indefinitely... In the past, it was because she had just entered the Flower Moon Building, and I concealed her identity a bit so as not to scare the girls away from interacting with her."
"Now that some time has passed and she’s formed good relations, it’s inappropriate to keep hiding it."
Zhu Pingniang stretched lazily: "Although concealed truth can’t be considered lies, the longer it exists... the harder it becomes for others to accept when it eventually unfolds."
"...." Xu Chang’an suddenly paused for a moment.
Because he thought of Miss Yun.
Undoubtedly, she had many things she kept hidden from him.
But Xu Chang’an quickly let it go.
Who was he?
He had read so many books in his previous life.
What could he not have seen, what could he not accept?
So no matter what Miss Yun was hiding, he believed he could accept it.
"Honestly, I don’t know how they will judge me for bringing a Half-Demon into the city..." Zhu Pingniang muttered on the side, "I’ve helped Ah Qing a lot, I can’t let her off easy... I’ll dock her next few months’ monthly salary."
Xu Chang’an: "...."
What was Zhu Pingniang’s image?
He didn’t know, but it certainly wasn’t the embodiment of a wicked woman.
The girls of Flower Moon Building he knew mostly admired this Senior.
Xu Chang’an thought, in the course of a person’s life, there is always a grain of sand that shines uniquely; a firefly glowing brighter than the night sky full of stars.
Clearly, for those almost caged girls, Senior Zhu was that firefly; she truly knew how to captivate.
...
Coincidentally.
Zhu Pingniang thought the same.
She also believed Xu Chang’an was quite captivating, for instance, in the way he had just spoken to Miss Aqing.
Did he really think she had lifted the Blinding Technique just because time was up?
Of course not.
It was Xu Chang’an’s fault.
Zhu Pingniang felt that although Xu Chang’an said nothing, his indifference to the Half-Demon identity was inherently enticing to Miss Aqing.
So... to prevent another girl from following in Liu Qingluo’s footsteps, Zhu Pingniang decisively revealed Miss Aqing’s Half-Demon identity.
And the sisters at Flower Moon Building didn’t disappoint her; so far, many had noticed Aqing’s eyes, but... the laughs outweighed the fears, even though some girls wanted to say something, they bit their tongue.
Truly her own nurtured girls.
Thus, Zhu Pingniang’s real purpose in lifting the seal was to tell Miss Aqing——
Look, even the sisters of Flower Moon Building don’t mind your Half-Demon identity.
So don’t feel swayed by a wild man you’ve just met.