473: Chapter 473 Understanding, Clear and Bright

Over the past few days of getting along, Zhiyi's favorability towards Lin Yun increased rapidly.

During the first two days after arriving, she was still somewhat reserved, and when she spoke, she always lowered her eyelids slightly.

However, the atmosphere of the Lin family was truly too relaxed and cheerful.

Su Yingxue gently pulled her along to talk, and Qiao Feifei came over with a smile to tease her into laughing.

Lin Yun was even more gentle and courteous, never giving her any pressure.

When she didn't speak, he would quietly drink tea.

When she wanted to chat, he would patiently accompany her to chat.

Zhiyi slowly relaxed.

That thin layer of alienation between her brows completely dissipated.

Lin Yun's family also became more and more satisfied with Zhiyi.

Zhiyi had a gentle temperament, and everything she said and did carried a comfortable composure.

She was neither flamboyant nor competitive.

She stayed there quietly, like a flower blooming silently by the water.

But once it reached the Domain she excelled in, that quiet appearance would quietly fade away, revealing the serious and focused radiance beneath.

Zhiyi's accomplishments in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting were indeed very high.

Over the past few days, she had successively played the zither, played the flute, played chess, and painted pictures, and every single thing made the onlookers full of praise.

Qiao Feifei said she was "a celestial maiden descended to earth specifically to cultivate sentiments".

As for Lin Yun, her patience reached the absolute extreme.

That afternoon.

Zhiyi sat in front of the zither table, pressed her fingertips on the strings, and taught Lin Yun to recognize the notes one by one.

"This string is the gong note; pluck it gently and there will be an echo."

"The string next to it is the shang note, which is slightly brighter than the gong note."

Lin Yun sat beside her, listened to her soft explanation, and his fingers followed her demonstration to pluck them one by one.

Lin Yun's Divine Soul was powerful, and his learning ability far surpassed ordinary people.

Zhiyi only said it once, and he remembered all the string positions and timbres.

When playing it a second time, he could already smoothly play out an entire simple melody.

Hearing that string of notes flow from his fingertips, Zhiyi's eyes lit up slightly: "Young Master Lin learns really fast."

"It is because Zhiyi teaches well."

Zhaozhao squatted beside them, cupping her cheeks with both hands, watching Lin Yun's slender fingers pluck the strings, her eyes shining like two little stars.

She became entranced while watching, until Zhiyi turned her head and glanced at her, causing her to suddenly snap back to reality and hurriedly lower her head to pretend to count the wood grain on the ground.

After studying for half a day, Lin Yun learned all the tunes that Zhiyi taught him.

Zhaozhao watched from the side, going from her initial "wow, so amazing" to later "goodness, is this really just learned", and finally completely turning into a little fan girl.

Every time Lin Yun finished playing a tune, she was the first to applaud.

Her palms slapped loudly, and she repeatedly shouted, "Young Master Lin is too amazing!"

Afterward, Zhiyi taught Lin Yun a new tune.

This tune was a bit more complex than the previous ones.

The fingering was intricate, and a few cross-string transitions were not very easy for a beginner.

But Lin Yun only practiced it twice before playing it fluently and freely, even adding a few impromptu variations himself, making the flavor of the entire tune a bit more lingering than the original.

After listening, Zhaozhao was completely dumbfounded.

Covering her mouth, she said: "Young Miss... is Young Master Lin really just a beginner?"

There was a genuine trace of amazement in Zhiyi's gaze.

She nodded and said: "Really."

Zhaozhao took a deep breath: "... This is simply too outrageous."

Zhiyi did not reply, but the time her gaze lingered on Lin Yun's profile was a bit longer than before.

...

In the evening, Zhiyi and Zhaozhao returned to their separate small courtyard.

As soon as the courtyard gate was closed, Zhaozhao couldn't hold it in anymore. She leaned close to Zhiyi's ear, her tone carrying irrepressible teasing:

"Young Miss, Young Miss, didn't you say you weren't willing before?"

"Look at how many days it has been; the way you look at Young Master Lin is almost melting."

Hearing her say this, Zhiyi's earlobes turned red instantly.

She raised her hand and gently patted Zhaozhao's shoulder:

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhaozhao covered her shoulder, giggled, and dodged a step to the side:

"I am not talking nonsense at all."

"Young Miss, look for yourself. When you were playing the zither in the courtyard just now, you secretly glanced at Young Master Lin several times."

"It was the same when playing chess earlier. Clearly it was time to place your piece, but you insisted on looking at him a couple more times before placing it."

"And when you taught him how to write..."

When Zhaozhao said this, she deliberately prolonged the end of her sentence, smiling with her eyebrows curved:

"Young Miss, you stood so close to Young Master Lin that you were practically pressing against him."

Zhiyi's face turned completely red, and she reached out to cover Zhaozhao's mouth:

"Say another word! If you say another word, I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

Zhaozhao was muffled by her hand, smiling with muffled sounds. After finally breaking free, she smilingly added another sentence:

"Young Miss, you're even blushing! And you still say no!"

Having no other way to deal with her teasing, Zhiyi simply sat down on a stool, cupped her face with both hands, and ignored her.

Zhaozhao crowded close to her, sat down beside her, her tone carrying a bit of spoiled coaxing:

"Alright, alright, I won't tease Young Miss anymore."

"But Young Miss, are you really not planning to consider it?"

"Young Master Lin is really great."

"His talent is high, his temperament is good, and he is gentle towards Young Miss."

"Those ladies of the Lin family are also very amiable, and each of them is so good to Young Miss."

"If Young Miss marries over there, life will definitely be comfortable."

Zhiyi did not answer.

She lowered her head and fell silent for quite a while.

Then she said in a low voice: "I know he is good."

"But I am not bad either; let us understand each other a bit more before getting married."

"Father and the others are simply too impatient."

"It is as if they are deathly afraid that I won't be able to get married."

Hearing this, Zhaozhao couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling without refuting.

After a moment of silence, Zhaozhao suddenly averted her gaze, her voice a bit lower than before:

"Then Young Miss... if one day you really want to get married..."

"Can you bring me along as well?"