Chapter 388 - 0244 There are several types of "No" (2-in-1)_2

It’s precisely because he felt so refreshed this early morning that he feels guilty.

Yun Qian held Xu Chang’an’s hand and said word by word, "Having such a dream is no big deal. If you’re unhappy, I don’t know what to do... Am I supposed to feel guilty too?"

"What do you mean?"

"My dream was also with you..."

Xu Chang’an listened, and his pupils contracted sharply before quickly covering Yun Qian’s mouth: "Alright, I get it."

Yun Qian: "..."

Xu Chang’an understood everything.

Yun Qian had wanted to be close to him before falling asleep yesterday but didn’t get what she wanted. Having a dream like that is too normal.

"It’s okay, as you said, it’s no big deal, I understand now." Xu Chang’an quickly changed his tone.

After all, how could he let Yun Qian feel guilty because of a dream?

Seeing her goal achieved, Yun Qian nodded, but she immediately remembered something and said seriously, "It was with you."

Xu Chang’an looked at the girl’s serious expression and was momentarily amused: "What do we have here? Different dreams in the same bed? Not really."

It’s laughable to say.

The couple clearly fell asleep together, but the end result was each having their own dream. What is this?

"I mean, my dream was with you." Yun Qian repeated.

"I know." Xu Chang’an didn’t notice Yun Qian wanted to explain more and casually said, "Miss, you’re hungry, right? I’ll go prepare breakfast, you can sleep a bit more, and I’ll wake you up to eat later."

After speaking, he turned over and got off the bed to start dressing.

Having resolved his worries, Xu Chang’an returned to his cheerful morning mood, even humming a tune.

Yun Qian: "..."

Listening to Xu Chang’an’s tune mixed with the sound of rain, Yun Qian lowered her eyes and shrank back into the bedding.

Some things don’t need to be said too clearly.

Yun Qian doesn’t dream.

In fact, with some empathy, Miss Yun could understand why Xu Chang’an felt guilty, as he believed it was with a false version of herself...

If it happened to her...

Yun Qian felt the warmth left in the bedding.

No "if" exists.

The only man close to her is this person in front of her; any other, even Xu Chang’an in a dream or illusion realm, upon approaching her, disappears from the world from the root.

"Sleep, why are you still awake?" Xu Chang’an said, tucking the edges of Yun Qian’s quilt, then thought for a moment, picked up the clothes from the bed’s rack, and placed them inside the bedding to warm, so they would be comfortable to wear when getting up.

His actions made Yun Qian slightly stunned, and then a hand extended from the bedding, throwing the clothes out.

The girl was too tired now to think about getting up, so she wouldn’t need the clothes.

As for breakfast, later she would have him assist her with washing and feeding.

"I’m very tired today, want to lie down a bit more," Yun Qian said.

Moreover, having the clothes inside would take away Xu Chang’an’s remaining warmth.

"We still have to go to Beisang City today, you forgot?" Xu Chang’an really liked the girl’s unintentional little temper but remained looking serious: "We are not going down the mountain to play, but to find a suitable cultivation technique for you, we need to go."

However, as Xu Chang’an spoke, he saw Yun Qian’s weak appearance and dry lips, changing his tone: "Alright, Miss should rest for a day."

"No."

To Xu Chang’an’s surprise, Yun Qian’s hand once again reached out from the bedding, pulling the clothes back into the bedding for warmth.

"Not tired?" Xu Chang’an was surprised; heaven knows, he wasn’t someone who never cared for the girl, it was she who didn’t want to rest.

"Breakfast will fix it." Yun Qian shook her head.

Almost forgot.

Cultivation is very important, as improving her physique is naturally best done quickly.

Today’s descent is for cultivation, and not just any cultivation... Yun Qian desires Yin Yang Dual Cultivation, which isn’t ordinary cultivation. She doesn’t favor anything less than the Spiritual Qi filtered through Xu Chang’an.

Perhaps it’s only the Spiritual Qi baptized by Xu Chang’an that can enter the girl’s Elixir Field.

Moreover, in some sense, to enhance her physique, the qi he helped create is necessary.

Otherwise, even if she were logically an immortal, if held by him... She definitely wouldn’t be able to exert strength and would still be exhausted.

This might be considered restraint?

So, the Yin Yang Dual Cultivation technique is very important.

And Miss Yun’s goal isn’t to extend a quarter-hour to half an hour?

No.

The girl has ambitions too.

The short-term goal is set such that if next time her husband releases his restraints, she can at least hold out until he’s satisfied.

This is a grand, promising ideal.

Hmm.

Yun Qian curled up in the bedding, showing only half her face, and whispered: "Go make breakfast, I’ll rest a bit... and then we’ll go down the mountain."

"...All according to your wishes."

Xu Chang’an certainly had no objections.

The reason the girl changed her mind wasn’t important; he was more than happy that she valued cultivation.

——

After Xu Chang’an left, Yun Qian slowly closed her eyes, feeling the gradually warming clothes in her arms, sensing coolness mingled with warmth, her expression calm.

Yun Qian lies flat, her hands resting on her lower abdomen.

On the island, he indeed didn’t restrain himself as before, but her belly still had no sensation of any movement.

Child, why is it so difficult?

Indeed.

Yun Qian feels it’s normal because if it were achievable, she and Xu Chang’an wouldn’t always remain without a child.

But... no one pointed at her and said she definitely couldn’t bear a child.

So, effort should be made where it’s due.

——

After leaving the bedroom, Xu Chang’an didn’t rush to prepare breakfast but first looked at the dark rain today, contemplating their descent with the girl... then fetched a few better fire stones to place at the bedroom’s draft spots, and brought two fire stones back into the bedroom.

Then he was stunned.

Because what he saw was Yun Qian struggling to get up, then staring at the clothes in a daze, half-dressed.

"Why is Miss up, you wanted to sleep more?" Xu Chang’an immediately went over, draped the clothes over her, and tucked a fire stone into her pocket to be relieved.

Yun Qian pressed her skirt corner seriously and said, "I wanted to get up but have no strength."

"Wasn’t going to sleep."

"Can’t sleep."

"Hungry? Want something to eat? I’ll fetch some water to wash you up, and bring over some pastries?" Xu Chang’an suggested.

"No need." Yun Qian tilted her head, a lock of black hair falling beside her ear, she frowned and said, "Take a flower."

An ordinary girl, upon waking in the morning, naturally heads to the West Pavilion.

Indeed, that’s the west toilet.

"Then just go like that, the room is warm." Xu Chang’an coughed.

The North Garden is not like the island; at home, no matter how cold outside, she won’t freeze if she gets up at night, if she wants to take a flower, she can just go.

Especially tell him about it; was he supposed to follow along?

Yun Qian takes a flower, but what’s he to do there, help lift her skirt?

"My legs are weak."

Yun Qian said, poking at her own leg, thinking now not only is her whole body aching but she’s completely drained of strength, currently in this state, definitely unable to walk.

Xu Chang’an: "...?"

Doubt aside, Xu Chang’an still supported Yun Qian from the bedside, and once Yun Qian stood firm, he tried to loosen his grip... only to see Yun Qian sway, she couldn’t even stand stably.

"Miss, you... "

He hadn’t imagined Yun Qian was much weaker than she appeared.

Sadly, according to Madam’s advice, not to give the girl any elixirs right now, otherwise restoring strength... shouldn’t be troublesome.

"Otherwise, rest for a day." Xu Chang’an worriedly said, his realization of Yun Qian’s physique was completely refreshed. After just walking a bit yesterday, today she’s immobile.

"Anything say later." Yun Qian’s watery eyes gazed at him, her tone consistently calm, "Quickly take me to the West Pavilion, I’m not going to make it."

But the tone magnified in Xu Chang’an’s ears brimmed with panic.

The girl’s fingers clutched her skirt, her pale complexion even more appealing.

Xu Chang’an blinked, also finding it appealing.

Hmm, if staying just another quarter-hour for this appealing girl... would it be considered bullying?

He’s long been begrudging that quarter-hour.

Yun Qian: "..."