"We were just fooling around~"
"It's not quite what you..."
Zhu Zhuyun awkwardly rubbed her nose. Even if she wanted to do something, she had not actually done anything yet!
"Hehe~"
"Zhubao, you're back~"
"How are you feeling? That Soul Beast Lord of the Nation didn't do anything to you, did he?"
Madam Zhu smiled politely, then turned to Zhu Zhubao with a worried expression.
"I'm fine. Sister Zhuyun already asked me."
Zhu Zhubao shook his head and answered softly.
"That's good... that's good..."
Madam Zhu nodded, and for a moment, silence fell over the room.
"In that case, carry on chatting. I'll be going."
"Zhuyun, mind yourself!"
Madam Zhu nodded again, gave Zhu Zhuyun a long look, then left with her hips swaying.
"Heh~"
"That's nobility for you."
A moment later, Zhu Zhuyun wrapped her arms around Zhu Zhubao's neck, her voice filled with weariness.
"When she learned you were back, she rushed over to fuss over you, but every word revolved around your cultivation."
"And... she didn't even mention Zhu Zhuqing once."
Zhu Zhuyun smiled self-mockingly as a wave of helplessness washed over her.
If Zhu Zhubao were not here, she could still endure it...
But now that Zhu Zhubao was back, she found this false home a little unbearable.
"Judge deeds, not hearts. Judge hearts, and no one is perfect."
"My adoptive mother treats me well. That's enough."
Zhu Zhubao slowly shook his head. He was only a clone, after all. Why agonize over so much?
Although Madam Zhu was somewhat mercenary, she bore him no ill will, so she could be however she pleased!
"That's true..."
"Yearning for family affection among nobles is as laughable as commoners yearning for Gold Soul Coins."
Zhu Zhuyun smiled self-mockingly, her delicate hand restlessly squeezing Zhu Zhubao's chest.
"But fortunately...