There was nothing rude about Zuo Celadon.
Even though she has been pampered since she was a child.
But now, sitting in this rather simple residence for her, she didn't show any disdain when she picked up the tea poured by Pei Xihe.
She took a sip of tea and then spoke softly.
"I want to apologize to you first."
"It was also when I returned to the Lu family in Changfeng to ask for the Snow Owl Heavenly Soul from my ancestor that I found out that he was interested in a woman, and that was you."
"I am his mother. I know this and know his temperament. It's okay if I don't take him personally. Once I do, I really get into my heart."
"I still can't hold myself back. I know it's rude to come to you at this time, but I still come."
"I must apologize to you for that."
Pei Xihe didn't expect that her first words would be like this.
There was a slight sparkle in her eyes.
She kept a decent smile.
"Madam, you have offended me too much. Xi He has no intention of blaming you."
There was a slight smile on Zuo Celadon's lips.
She possesses the decency and magnanimity nurtured by a wealthy family.
"I'm really curious about what kind of woman Chang Feng would be attracted to."
He would ask his ancestor for the Snow Owl Heavenly Soul because of her, and think carefully for her.
Pei Xihe said he was not surprised, but who would believe him?
Lu Changfeng had just expressed his feelings to her. He was walking on the front foot, and Mistress Lu was already here on the back foot.
How could one not doubt Zuo Celadon's motives.
But Zuo Celadon is not as picky and malicious as most people imagine.
She was sitting on the wooden chair, and the maid behind her lowered her head respectfully.
Zuo Celadon picked up a cup of coarse tea that was completely unpalatable to her, but she could still sip it lightly.
Pei Xihe has actually never seen such a woman.
There is an aura about her that comes from her background and makes her higher than everyone around her.
There is even a sense of perfection.
She was looking at Pei Xihe.
He was generous and did not mind the slight embarrassment that Pei Xihe showed at this moment.
Zuo Qingci looked at her flawless face and sighed secretly in her heart.
She actually knew that her father-in-law was not someone who only valued appearance.
But this face is truly flawless.
Even though she has met countless people and met many noble ladies from aristocratic families, none of them can surpass her.
She is still only sixteen years old. If she is allowed to grow up for a few more years, she will be able to stay young forever until she breaks through the Golden Pill or takes the Zhuyan Pill.
I don’t know how unique his style is.
She sighed softly in her heart.
I saw that although Pei Xihe was hiding it well at the moment, he was inevitably a little embarrassed in his heart.
Zuo Celadon chuckled and said.
"You don't need to be nervous. I came here this time just because I didn't suppress my curiosity and had no other intentions."
"Don't worry that I will make things difficult for you. As long as Changfeng's choices are made, both I and the Lu family will respect him."
This is also the attitude of the ancestors.
Since Lu Changfeng has the qualifications of an immortal embryo and may embark on an invincible path, he cannot be influenced by them.
They all respected his choice.
Pei Xihe's eyes were lowered, with a bit of dark light flickering, not very clear.
she spoke.
"The Lu family really doesn't care about my origin and talent?"
She raised her head and looked into Zuo Celadon's eyes. Both of them could clearly see the emotional fluctuations in the other's eyes.
Zuo Qingci was watched by her, but she was not alarmed at all.
She is the perfect mistress of the family, the leader of the Lu family's cultivation shocks the entire clan, and she is in charge of all matters of the clan.
Although Zuo Celadon is a golden elixir, her vision and magnanimity are by no means inferior to those of the real great monks.
She nodded slightly.
"I can see that you are an extremely smart child, so I will tell you frankly."
"The Lu family and the Jiang family have the deepest foundation among the four major families in Kunlun."
"The Chen family is pedantic, and the Li family is arrogant and extremely shallow. We don't think highly of them."
There is confidence and magnanimity in her eyes.
"The Lu family does not need to use Changfeng's marriage as any bargaining chip."
"He is an immortal embryo that our Lu family encounters once in a thousand years. He resonates with the clan's divine object, the Gushe Tianci Sword, and is expected to achieve immortality. We will not interfere with him in the slightest. His life path must be chosen by himself. walk on my own."
Pei Xihe's heart was in turmoil.
She only knew that Lu Changfeng was extremely talented, but he could condense the eight-color jade order, which might be different from Jiang Mingzhu and Ming Linlang's nine-color jade order.
But now I know that he resonates with the divine object and has an invincible path.
Her eyes seemed dim.
Zuo Qingci didn't mean to say this to suppress Pei Xihe, just because she had already seen that Pei Xihe was not an ordinary woman.
Then she might as well explain everything clearly and save herself from making too many assumptions.
Zuo Qingci has long known that Pei Xihe is a middle-class person with three spiritual roots.
She spoke softly.
"Actually, I had no feelings for you at first. Please forgive me for my one-sided understanding of you because of your birth."
"But now I feel that if you sit in the position I have now, in time, as the mistress of the Lu family, you will not be worse than me."
Zuo Celadon's eyes flashed softly, she had always looked so flawless.
Pei Xihe also clearly sensed that Zuo Qingci was similar to herself.
It’s this sense of exquisiteness.
This is not a derogatory term.
Zuo Celadon is even better than her, and can no longer be limited by the word "Linglong".
The prominent family background did not bring arrogance, but turned into deep-seated tolerance and heritage.
She is the perfect mistress of an aristocratic family, even when faced with a little person like her, she has no self-restraint of identity.
Generous and open-minded.
Pei Xihe raised his lips reluctantly.
"Thank you for the compliment, madam."
………………
After Zuo Celadon left, Pei Xihe suddenly felt that his heart became clearer.
She waved her hand to restart the formation, closed the doors and windows, and opened the wardrobe.
Underneath several pieces of pure white disciple uniforms was an out-of-place patched old garment.
It was small and made of linen. It was torn in several places and seemed to have been worn for some time. (See Chapter 15 for details)
She took it out and held it.
Rough textures flood the senses.
Her thoughts suddenly stopped.
Pei Xihe entered this path of cultivating immortality as a lonely man who only wanted to escape the fate of being sold as a child bride.
She came clean and brought nothing with her, except for this old clothes of a four-year-old child.
After so many years, she has never discarded it.
I can't even explain the reason myself.
The Lu family is a top-notch family, and Lu Changfeng is also a rare good match.
But it wasn't until Zuo Qingci left that she finally understood what the Lu family meant to her.
It's a cage.
If she really became a Taoist couple with Lu Changfeng and married into the Lu family, over time, she would become the mistress of the Lu family.
Status, honor, wealth and power seemed to be in her hands. She no longer had to sacrifice her life to seek opportunities and strive for a future.
With her intelligence, she might not be able to do worse than Zuo Celadon.
She can become the second Zuo Celadon, or even surpass her.
But is this what Pei Xihe wants?
She hugged the old clothes and sat on the chair, just sluggish.
Sitting here.
Time passed little by little, and the change of light and dark due to the rising and setting of the sun outside the window did not cause her the slightest disturbance.
One day.
Two days.
Three days.
Pei Xihe's eyelashes, which seemed to have not moved for three days, trembled.
She moved slightly.
There will be no problem even if the foundation-building body sits for more than ten days.
She tilted her head.
There was finally a wave on his face.
She exhaled softly and raised the corners of her lips.
A cluster of clear soul flames emerged from the fingertips and spread onto the old clothes.
Its scorching temperature is far beyond what this mortal linen garment can withstand.
In just one breath, it turned into black ash.
Pei Xihe stood up, still sprinkled with a handful of ashes.
She finally made her choice.
She doesn't want to.
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