Chapter 75 - 061 Late Rain Night Talk (2-in-1)_2

But... why is this girl wearing a face veil alone at home at night?

Thinking back and forth, Qinling thought there was only one possibility: that she was guarding against her, not wanting her face to be seen.

Qinling: "..."

Could it be that Xu Chang’an told Yun Qian to be careful of her?

Qinling blinked, thinking Xu Chang’an was right to do so. After all, she liked Zhu Pingniang, who was a woman, and should be guarded against.

As Yun Qian placed the Fire Stone, Qinling’s thoughts were in disarray.

She wanted to complain about Xu Chang’an’s aesthetics. Who lets their wife wear a bright red and green floral dress? It was only because Yun Qian had a tall figure and a striking appearance... any other person would undoubtedly see their attractiveness drop by two tiers wearing that.

"... ..."

As the temperature in the air gradually increased, Yun Qian wasn’t wearing any expensive jewelry, just a beaded hairpin Xu Chang’an gave her, with tassels that swayed as she walked. Simple, yet beautiful.

Qinling watched Yun Qian walk out, stunned, then shifted her gaze away from Yun Qian and onto the side of the wall.

How to put it...

Even if you really have no thoughts, there’s still that saying: seeing a beautiful girl, who wouldn’t want to look a couple more times.

Yun Qian noticed Qinling standing like a block of wood in the room and furrowed her brows slightly.

If it were daytime, she wouldn’t mind saying a few words to this husband’s senior, but it’s night now.

After moving her gaze away from Yun Qian, Qinling’s eyes fell on the ink words on the wall.

Just like how Xu Chang’an would be dazed looking at her writing, she was also stunned looking at the wall.

On the wall hung a piece of ink calligraphy.

The initial ink falling like a flying cloud, concealing its sharpness, but after writing, it revealed a gentle elegance, with the ink characters arranged with precision, graceful and delicate.

It was a transcription of a short poem, seemingly for practice, yet it couldn’t hide the intent of the writer.

Yun Qian followed Qinling’s gaze and smiled.

[Enjoy supreme joy and peace, experience the tides of the blue sea.]

This was written by Xu Chang’an when he was practicing calligraphy on the island, and she loved it, so when they moved, she hung it in a prominent place. In fact, she had kept every piece of his calligraphy over the years.

"Chang’an... peace..." Qinling murmured, then exclaimed: "This kid... ahem, your husband’s handwriting is truly excellent."

"Yes." Yun Qian looked at Qinling, thinking she was someone with good taste, and finally took a proper look at her face.

Qinling didn’t think so; she felt Yun Qian’s gaze and immediately realized her own rudeness.

She wasn’t here to admire calligraphy.

After calming down a bit, Qinling said, "Miss Yun, are you accustomed to living here?"

Yun Qian looked around at all the decorations from Xu Chang’an and said, "Accustomed."

With someone who had good taste and was a fellow girl, she didn’t mind exchanging a few words.

"As long as you’re accustomed." Qinling thought about it, thinking Yun Qian might not be good at expressing herself, so she spoke softly: "Since you have Miss Zhu’s Jade Talisman, don’t treat me as an outsider. If there’s anything you need or require, just say so."

"I don’t have any needs."

"Living in such a remote place, you aren’t afraid?"

"Should I be afraid?"

"..."

Qinling found Yun Qian a bit strange, and she elaborated: "There aren’t many people living in the North Garden. If you want to move to a place with more people, it’s doable."

"No need." Yun Qian thought this place was chosen by Xu Chang’an for her, so it’s where she belonged.

"Hmm... I see." Qinling responded, "Miss Yun has been living in Beisang City for over a year. Are you familiar with Miss Zhu... Zhu Pingniang of the Flower Moon Building?"

"I haven’t met her," Yun Qian said.

Qinling’s eyelashes trembled.

Does that mean she’s not familiar?

That surprised her greatly.

She thought Zhu Pingniang would often appear before Yun Qian.

Yun Qian recalled something and added, "The Miss Zhu you mentioned occasionally glances my way, but we haven’t spoken."

"?" Qinling was startled, then covered her face.

Of course, she wouldn’t doubt Yun Qian’s words.

Miss Zhu...

What are you up to?

You’re truly unabashed, not even hiding when sneaking glances.

"She might... find you beautiful and looked a few more times," Qinling explained for Zhu Pingniang.

"I don’t mind," Yun Qian said, squinting her eyes slightly above the veil, showing a hint of weariness.

"..."

Qinling didn’t think she’d gain much useful information from Yun Qian and sighed lightly... but soon, her attention returned to Yun Qian herself.

After brief contact, she found Yun Qian to be quite an enigmatic person.

Even though Qinling knew she was being friendly, she was from the Immortal Sect after all, while Yun Qian was an ordinary girl from the mortal world.

Earlier, Qinling saw Yun Qian struggle a little to place the Fire Stone on the lampstand, even on tiptoe.

You see, usually, a regular girl facing the Immortal Sect or people like her would show some nervousness and curiosity, right...

But not Yun Qian.

Her attitude had been consistently... calm?

Indeed, Xu Chang’an was strange, and Yun Qian being able to be his wife also had an unfathomable character.

How would this odd couple behave in their daily interactions?

Qinling suddenly became very curious.

When Yun Qian and Xu Chang’an were together, it became evident she cared a lot for Xu Chang’an and listened to him closely. At just a cough from Xu Chang’an, she would know to call herself his junior sister.

This is precisely why, though Yun Qian appeared older than Xu Chang’an, Qinling still considered her more like Xu Chang’an’s daughter or sister rather than elder sister.

However, after interacting one-on-one, Qinling realized that Yun Qian wasn’t as she had imagined.

Qinling blinked.

"Miss Yun," Qinling said seriously, "all the girls at Muyu Peak... with your husband staying at Muyu Peak daily, doesn’t that... make you uncomfortable?"

Yun Qian watched Qinling, thinking it was the first time someone asked her this.

As soon as Qinling spoke, she realized there was an issue with her question.

She wasn’t trying to drive a wedge between Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian; she genuinely wanted to know Yun Qian’s thoughts on the matter.

She was seeking advice.

This wasn’t about cultivation, but an unmarried person seeking advice from a married one.

Because Zhu Pingniang was surrounded by many girls in the brothel, Qinling always felt a sense of sourness in her heart when she thought about this.

Yun Qian... should be in a similar situation. How does she feel about it?

"I know Muyu Peak is full of girls." Yun Qian’s eyes were calm, her tone flat: "As long as he’s happy playing."

"?"

"I’m tired."

"Hmm... sorry for disturbing you."

—

Qinling didn’t know how she left; she only realized she had walked out of Yun Qian’s small courtyard when she came to her senses.

Looking back, Qinling thought of the gentle emotion in Yun Qian’s eyes when she said the words, "as long as he’s happy playing," and took a deep breath.

Originally, it felt like a sibling relationship, but now it seemed more like a sister-brother relationship.

Those two...

Just who is indulging whom?

But if one were to follow Yun Qian’s meaning and let Miss Zhu have fun in the brothel, that would be the way couples should interact?

Tsk, can’t learn it.