Chapter 93 - 076 Miss Yun also wants something

Because Miss Yun is even more important to him than he is to himself, any danger Yun Qian encounters equals a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times the danger he faces. Is that why the Celestial Dao Points will be magnified to such a ridiculous number?

Xu Chang’an thinks this idea has considerable flaws, but for now, he can only understand it this way.

Sigh.

It’s as if all fear does not come from the unknown, but rather from a lack of strength.

If he and Yun Qian both had sufficient cultivation to face the unknown, he wouldn’t be as apprehensive as he is now.

Wen Li is undoubtedly the best guide. She will certainly lead Yun Qian onto the right path, so his attitude towards Senior Wen must be very respectful, as Xu Chang’an has experienced it himself and knows how important a teacher is on the road to cultivation.

When Yun Qian becomes strong enough to protect herself, he will certainly be much more at ease.

He’s really waiting for the day... to live off Miss Yun.

Just joking.

——

Xu Chang’an thought, took a glance at the sky outside, walked into the house, guided the already dressed Yun Qian out.

"Let’s wait in the courtyard for a while," Xu Chang’an said.

"To welcome Miss Wen?" Yun Qian asked.

"No," Xu Chang’an shook his head and said, "Just to go out and get some fresh air, wake up a bit."

"As you say."

Xu Chang’an took a cloak, carefully fastening it on Yun Qian. The cloak was entirely white, with a straight collar and open front. Its shoulders were covered with a layer of delicate soft cashmere, providing great warmth around the neck.

The embroidery wasn’t that fanciful either, just pure white with some silver thread embroidery, simply stitching a few white clouds on the back, simple yet elegant.

The pure white cloak matched with the black and white long dress, making Xu Chang’an think Yun Qian looked perfectly fitting; he had to say he still had some taste in aesthetics.

Being wrapped in a cloak by her husband himself, the drowsiness in Yun Qian’s eyes faded a lot. She gently spun around, the velvet cloak pressing down the hem of her skirt swirling slightly, she asked, "Does it look good?"

"Warmth is what matters," Xu Chang’an said, thinking that if the chilly wind arises, one can wrap themselves in and feel very warm.

"Oh."

——

The courtyard Xu Chang’an chose for Yun Qian wasn’t gloomy at all; it was quite charming, like the Moon Sect at the end of the bluestone path, where two red lanterns were hung on the path side, warming the night rather than being frightening.

The rain hasn’t completely stopped, turning into a comforting smoke rain, so Xu Chang’an held an oil-paper umbrella, walked together with Yun Qian, the couple squeezed under one umbrella, strolling on the bluestone path in the courtyard.

There’s a stone table and three stone stools in the courtyard; Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian entered the pavilion, putting away the umbrella.

At this moment, Yun Qian’s eyelashes trembled lightly, her eyes showing a bit of moistness, resembling a slightly shivering Mei Hua in the early morning, with a few drops of morning dew on the reddish petals.

Xu Chang’an reached out to touch the stone surface, finding that despite the cold weather, the stool was warm. Thinking it’s indeed the best courtyard in North Garden, he said, "Miss, sit down and rest for a while."

"Hmm."

Xu Chang’an coughed, touched the stone table as warm as jade, and asked, "Is it like studying in Beisang City?"

Yun Qian nodded.

Her studying location isn’t fixed; it’s entirely dependent on the book’s content and her mood, whether it’s on the couch, bamboo chair, or beside a stone table.

"Won’t the sunlight be dazzling?" Xu Chang’an asked.

"There’s cloud cover."

Xu Chang’an thought despite most clouds being under the Chaoyun Sect, there are clouds above the High Heaven as well.

Xu Chang’an was silent for a while, then said, "Miss, you’ve hidden many things, haven’t you?"

He doesn’t hide things from Yun Qian, so whenever he wants to ask, he will ask directly.

Of course, whether she’ll answer is Yun Qian’s matter.

Yun Qian blinked, tilted her head, and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Playing dumb won’t work this time," Xu Chang’an thought, Yun Qian has hidden many things from him.

"Is it important?" Yun Qian asked.

"Does Miss think it’s not important?"

"Not important," Yun Qian nodded.

"If it’s not important, why can’t you tell me," Xu Chang’an countered.

"..." Yun Qian grabbed Xu Chang’an’s hand: "For me, it’s not important, but... it’s very important to you."

Since she wants to give Xu Chang’an a good and interesting world, some things can’t be revealed too early.

Looking at his innocent wife, Xu Chang’an helplessly said, "I’m just worried, worried you might be in danger, can’t you be considerate of me a bit."

Danger?

Yun Qian blinked and originally wanted to say she wouldn’t be in danger, to ease his mind... but as the words came to her mouth, she changed her tune, calmly saying, "We had agreed, you would protect me."

These words had made her heart beat for a long time; if Xu Chang’an broke his promise now, she might be unhappy.

"I will protect you, but my cultivation..." Xu Chang’an thought about the Celestial Dao Points being brushed by the system, feeling unsure about what kind of challenges they’d face in the future.

"Ability isn’t important, as long as it’s you," Yun Qian said seriously.

"Will you say nothing at all?" Xu Chang’an asked again.

"Hmm." Yun Qian felt strange, usually... Xu Chang’an wouldn’t be this aggressive; as long as she showed reluctance to speak, he wouldn’t pursue.

Indeed, after taking the initiative in one aspect, other areas would change too.

However, she didn’t dislike Xu Chang’an’s assertive look, she even quite liked it.

While Yun Qian was thinking, she suddenly saw Xu Chang’an stand up, walk to her, then... gently tap her forehead with his fingertip.

"Thunk."

"?"

Yun Qian was stunned, then covered her forehead with one hand, and looked surprised at Xu Chang’an.

Is this the punishment her husband gives her for hiding things?

Too light.

"It’s fortunate I’m the lady’s husband and not the steward, otherwise... I wouldn’t dare to do such an overstepping act." Xu Chang’an sighed, "Forget it, I then knew I couldn’t get anything."

He rubbed the spot where he had just tapped Yun Qian’s forehead and said, "Does it hurt?"

"Not very painful, kinda tastes like candied fruit," Yun Qian said.

"Could it be you’re hungry," Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian’s little belly.

"Don’t mention it, mention it, and I’m hungry," Yun Qian said seriously.

"Miss, if you don’t tell me, I won’t cook for you... how long could you last?" Xu Chang’an asked.

"How long could you last?" Yun Qian countered.

"I’m doing it for your good."

"I know."

"I’m serious."

"I am too."

"I... have no way to deal with you at all." Xu Chang’an wrapped Yun Qian in his arms, reluctant to exert force, so he gritted his teeth hard, inwardly scolding himself for being useless.

"By the way," Yun Qian suddenly thought of something, she looked down at her little belly, and whispered into Xu Chang’an’s ear: "If I can conceive a child, then I’ll tell you everything."

Not counting just poking around, must really be pregnant.