The banquet hall was bustling with noise.
But on the stage, it was dead silent.
At this moment, Zhu Pingniang's pretty face was as red as if it might drip blood, her dark eyes trembled, and for a moment, it was unclear whether she was excited or shy.
"...?" Yun Qian looked at Zhu Pingniang's strong reaction, feeling a bit puzzled.
What's wrong with her?
Did I say something wrong?
Discussing bedroom matters with others is naturally inappropriate, but as for Zhu Pingniang... in Yun Qian's eyes, the karma line on Xu Chang'an was so solid that she couldn't be considered an outsider.
So, since it was Zhu Pingniang who asked, she responded.
Thinking about it, Yun Qian felt she hadn't said anything wrong.
Her cultivation now wasn't simply following Xu Chang'an's words, but because she herself wanted to cultivate.
