"I betrayed Miss, I couldnāt control myself," Xu Changāan said remorsefully.
As his voice fell, Yun Qian paused for a moment, the curl of her body gradually unwinding.
She felt at ease.
Miss thought he meant it wasnāt a good dream, and assumed he was referring to it being unpleasant to be intimate with her.
Although Yun Qian did not think Xu Changāan could be completely satisfied, she had tried her best.
Itās raining outside.
The rain poured forcefully onto the bluestone ground.
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Betrayal.
This word, for Yun Qian, did not carry that much weight. It was far less significant than dislike or abandonment.
Inside, listening to the pouring rain, Yun Qian stared at Xu Changāan and said, "You... had a third dream?"
Besides the intimacy and that strange dream, could there be a third dream where he betrayed her?
"Three? What three?" Xu Changāan was confused: "I only had one dream."
"..." Hearing this, Yun Qian blinked her big eyes twice, suddenly realizing, and for the rare occasion showing a helpless expression, her pale fingers poked at Xu Changāanās waist beneath the quilt, while saying, "Things in dreams cannot be taken seriously, and thereās no need to tell me."
"How could that be?" Xu Changāan grasped Yun Qianās mischievous hand, shook his head, and earnestly said, "When you make a mistake, thereās no reason to hide it."
In his feelings for Miss, even a trace of sand should not taint them. For Xu Changāan, even if it was a fleeting dream from a nightās drink, he would clarify it with Miss Yun.
"I thought it was something significant." Yun Qian stopped resisting as Xu Changāan pinned the quilt beneath her hand, then relaxed her body, nestling against him, and seriously said, "Because of this small matter, Iāve lost my sleepiness."
Yun Qianxin thought her whole body ached, and she had wanted to nap again... but now awakened abruptly, she had no interest in sleeping.
"...Miss," Xu Changāan sighed helplessly.
With Yun Qian leaning against him, he could feel her smooth long hair slipping into his collar along the force, coupled with Yun Qianās slightly resentful expression, leaving Xu Changāan puzzled as to how his confession turned into Miss fussing with him.
Despite the helplessness, after Yun Qian leaned in, Xu Changāan still wrapped his arm around her waist, saying, "Small matter? How can it be called a small matter; today I dared to do such a thing in a dream, whatās to say I wouldnāt do worse tomorrow."
A room apart, stored away was the elixir Qinling had given him, the "delicate thing" to make a woman more beautiful, and who knows when his mischievous side might use it on her.
"Iām not concerned; rather than this matter... Iām hungry." Yun Qianxin thought she was completely spent now and needed to eat some breakfast carefully prepared by him to regain her strength.
"Miss, your temper is too good," Xu Changāan rubbed his forehead with one hand.
"Should I be mad about this?" Yun Qian was perplexed.
Not to mention she didnāt know how to be jealous, even if she did, there would be no justification to be jealous of herself; moreover, in her current state, she had no excess energy to think about anything else.
All she wanted now was to melt into his embrace.
After all... after the āravaging,ā Yun Qian deeply appreciated Xu Changāanās tender embrace at this moment.
This should be akin to the saying āabsence makes the heart grow fonder.ā
"Itās not that you should be angry..."
Xu Changāan was about to say something else when Yun Qian interrupted.
"Itās good if not," Yun Qian lowered her head, glancing at the hand resting on her waist, her eyes flickering before she said, "Even those women in books, itās rare for them to be angry over a dream... Did you want me to be petty like that?"
Xu Changāan: "..."
Sigh.
"Petty is not the word, just sometimes, I wish Miss could be less generous," Xu Changāan said truthfully.
"I ought not to be so generous." Yun Qian thought at least she didnāt want to share certain things, even if the possibility of having children was slim.
"You donāt get to decide," Xu Changāan retorted.
"...Hmm," Yun Qian responded.
Xu Changāan was momentarily lost for words.
He knew Yun Qian would not get angry over such minor matters, so he had deliberately used the word ābetrayal,ā a rather exaggerated term, and chose the time when most people get cranky in the morning to help Yun Qian understand the seriousness of the matter, even if it was just a hint of dissatisfaction.
Pain makes one remember.
Xu Changāan believed that if Yun Qian showed even a hint of anger today, he would firmly stick to his principles when dreaming of such things in the future.
Even if it was just a look.
By then, if the girl in his dreams came to seduce him again, he only had to think of Yun Qianās expression at that moment... and no thoughts would arise.
In the end, Miss Yun didnāt care at all.
Dissatisfaction?
She was indeed dissatisfied, but not because of his ācheating,ā but because he disturbed her nap.
Deep in thought, Xu Changāan suddenly felt something, and turned his head to see Yun Qian guiding his hand to her lower abdomen.
"Miss?"
"A dream is only a dream, but... after all, itās still a dream," Yun Qian felt the warmth of her husbandās palm, her once pale face looked better now, she said, "Donāt be unhappy because of a dream."
"Iām quite pleased," Xu Changāan shook his head, thinking he got away with everything, could he really complain now?