The wooden tub was not large, and with an extra person inside, the water level suddenly rose, reaching Yun Qianâs neck. However, she didnât mind; with the steam rising, her long hair was completely submerged, merging into the water like diffused ink.
One person on each side.
She was very close to Xu Changâan, slightly raising her hand and her elbow could touch Xu Changâanâs shoulder, feeling his somewhat hot breath.
Yun Qianâs expression remained as calm as ever, but someoneâs heart was beating fast.
It was the heart of her useless husband.
...
Xu Changâan looked at the Miss Yun who was staring intently at him, forcibly diverting his attention to the medicinal bath.
Thinking Wen Liâs formula was really good, the Spiritual Power contained in the water was gentle and should effectively improve Yun Qianâs physique.
He didnât use the Breathing Technique, but naturally absorbed the Spiritual Qi. After all, this medicinal bath was prepared for Yun Qian, and he was only there to take care of her.
"..."
Looking at the clean and clear warm water, Xu Changâan suddenly felt a bit puzzled.
Whereâs the Dao Pattern?
The Spiritual Liquid given by Shi Qingjun had previously shown faint Dao Pattern shadows in the water, but ever since Yun Qian entered the water, he hadnât seen a trace of them.
Since he didnât quite understand the mechanism, Xu Changâan didnât pay much attention to it.
"..."
The weather turned dark, yet the torrential rain showed no signs of diminishing.
Yun Qianâs slightly fragrant breath stirred Xu Changâanâs hair fragments by his ear. He lowered his head, looking at the water surface scattered with petals, feeling inexplicably moved.
It wasnât as if he hadnât done similar things with Yun Qian before; after all, they were married, with nothing to be ashamed of.
But being squeezed face to face in a small bath tub like this... it had been a long time.
Xu Changâanâs mind flashed back to the sight of Miss Yun wearing an eye mask before, his breath stalling for a moment.
This made him unable to look directly at Yun Qian, afraid that his lack of restraint might affect the medicinal bathâs effectiveness...
Keep a calm mind.
Keep a calm mind.
Xu Changâan shifted his attention to the System, watching the rows of Celestial Dao Points continuously refresh, his mood finally tranquilized.
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Yun Qian observed Xu Changâanâs state completely, thinking she had told Xu Changâan many times that he didnât need to restrain himself... After all, this wasnât in a dream world this time.
Nonetheless, if he restrained himself, he must have his reasons, so Yun Qian just sat quietly, calmly watching the young man before her.
Xu Changâan didnât have prominent muscles, instead, he had slightly slender, yet incredibly reassuring shoulders.
Sitting there, he appeared warm as jade, with loose hair tied by a bamboo-colored satin at the back of his head, seeming neither cumbersome nor sharp, more yin-like and less aggressive.
In the bathroom, mist fills the air, water droplets gently fall from above, landing behind Yun Qianâs ear, bringing a slight chill that made her body tremble.
Yun Qian shifted slightly, placing herself closer to Xu Changâan before seriously saying, "You really look good."
"..." Xu Changâan was stunned at her words, then helplessly said, "Miss, this statement should come from me."
"I wouldnât say I am that good-looking either," Yun Qian thought for a moment.
"Why say such a thing?" Xu Changâan blinked.
"Because you can still endure," Yun Qian softly said, feeling the breath so close, "Isnât this... because Iâm not so attractive to you."
"What Miss said, isnât totally without reason." Xu Changâan shook his head, refraining from sighing.
"I still have a long way to go in my cultivation as a wife." Yun Qian yawned softly, leaning towards Xu Changâan, saying, "This medicinal bath... is more comfortable than before."
"Thatâs good." Xu Changâan let out a sigh of relief, feeling his heart settling slightly.
Yun Qian thought how previous medicinal baths were exclusively prepared for her by Xu Changâan, who wouldnât bathe with her. So this time, naturally, she felt more at ease than before.
"Is there anything I need to do for the medicinal bath?" Yun Qian blinked, " Donât you need to do something to me?"
Hiss.
The words sounded somewhat strange.
"No, Miss, just bathe normally." Xu Changâan twitched at the corner of his eye, explaining, "The Spiritual Power in the water naturally filters through the meridians, slowly improving your physique."
"Oh." Yun Qian nodded.
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As time passed, Xu Changâan gradually adapted to the confined space, unable to resist catching Yun Qianâs pitch-black hair, wrapping it around his fingers as he said, "Miss, with abundant Spiritual Qi around, do you feel more energetic?"
"...I feel a bit sleepy." Yun Qian yawned.
This was the truth.
With her husband right there, it was hard not to think about "sleeping."
"This medicinal bath hopefully isnât useless." Xu Changâan slowly rubbed Yun Qianâs hair in his hands, saying, "I sometimes wonder how you managed to survive on such an island alone when I wasnât around."
"Daydreaming."
Yun Qian added, "I had nothing much to do... Hmm, almost done soaking, clean me up."
"...Sure."
Regarding Yun Qianâs skillful topic change, Xu Changâan could only concede helplessly, proceeding to wash Yun Qian.
The Spiritual Liquid in the water inherently purified soap-like impurities, so there was no need to change the water, nor any need for further cleaning, but Yun Qian was accustomed to Xu Changâan washing her back.
Xu Changâan, wanting to divert the relentless gazes exchanged with Yun Qian, found work to do that could adjust the atmosphere, allowing him to more naturally voice his thoughts to Miss Yun.
...
Yun Qian turned around, her back facing Xu Changâan, trailing her ink-black hair to her heart.
Xu Changâan remained silent for a while, then scooped hot water onto the young womanâs back, observing Yun Qianâs fair skin turn slightly rosy beneath the heat, lifting her shoulder to knead gently.
"After the acupuncture earlier, is there still soreness?" Xu Changâan asked.
"A little." Yun Qianâs voice carried a hint of softness, slowly replying, "The moxibustion was quite comfortable; now, after sitting for a while, Iâm feeling a bit tired again."
"...I knew it." Xu Changâan sighed, taking a hair cream to rub evenly and apply onto Yun Qianâs hair, letting his fingers gently massage, causing Yun Qianâs eyes to squint into a beautiful curve.
Yun Qian enjoyed her husbandâs gentleness, yet... compared to before, Xu Changâanâs technique had changed subtly.
Yun Qianâs initially closed eyes slightly opened, glancing back at Xu Changâan, asking, "Is something on your mind?"
"Nothing."
Xu Changâanâs fingers passed through Yun Qianâs dark hair, frowning slightly, "I was just thinking... why Missâs health is so weak, is it because of past illnesses?"
"Me?" Yun Qian blinked, without speaking as she had her back to Xu Changâan. It wasnât until he urged that she replied.
"Wanting you to take care of me, hence the lack of strength."