Chapter 408 - 0255 Miss Qin Who Loves to Bully Others (Two-in-One)_2

Good temperament, not prone to anger.

And already married, so there’s no need to worry about any scandalous emotions.

Mind you, someone like Qinling, who is both good-looking and prefers girls, would feel uncomfortable whether alone with a man or a woman.

Yet in Qinling’s mind, he’s the "harmless" type, so even if they were sitting across from each other drinking tea, there’s absolutely no worry about any romantic feelings, nor jealousy from anyone he likes.

No wonder... she always says she’s not like a man.

"Uncle, I’m ultimately still your junior." Xu Chang’an hinted for her to behave a bit more, not to lose face.

"I’ll add money."

"...?"

Then, Xu Chang’an saw Qinling reach for another crystal-clear Spirit Stone on the table, saying to him, "Extend the conversation for another quarter of an hour."

Xu Chang’an was speechless, pocketed the Spirit Stone, and entered work mode.

Essentially, listening to Qinling’s complaints for Spirit Stones is no different from drinking tea, listening to music, and playing chess for contribution points with the seniors at Muyu Peak—he feels justified.

"You’re really not holding back." Qinling discontentedly said.

"This doesn’t even compare to the value of the bag of Qi Replenishing Pills you once gifted, what should I be cautious about." Xu Chang’an stated calmly.

Like said before, supporting a family, one shouldn’t falter.

Most importantly, Qinling is not an outsider.

He wouldn’t just accept Spirit Stones from anyone.

"So if I help you, run around for money and paperwork, shouldn’t you also give me some Spirit Stones?" Qinling stared at him.

Xu Chang’an calmly pressed his hand against his waist and said, "You are a senior."

Qinling: "..."

Rarely at a loss for words, she had nothing to say.

"I am a senior, I should." Qinling placed Li Hua on her shoulder and continued, "I once said you were like a mirror... turns out I was very right."

Qinling thought, she seemed to always be "bullying" Xu Chang’an, but actually... she was just a bit unwilling.

Yes, unwilling.

To this day, Qinling doesn’t understand why she isn’t usually talkative, always hiding things inside.

Yet upon seeing Xu Chang’an... she became like an innocent girl, saying things she shouldn’t, even embarrassing things to him. As if... she did not want, nor could, deceive him.

She hadn’t met Xu Chang’an many times, yet somehow revealed all her embarrassing secrets.

As if looking into a mirror, every flaw was clearly exposed.

"You are a frightening child." Qinling seriously said.

Xu Chang’an couldn’t respond to this, only waiting quietly for her to continue.

Qinling pondered for a moment before saying, "Actually, it’s more than just a mirror, you’re also water... You have a Water Attribute talent, I’m starting to understand a bit."

"What do you understand?" Xu Chang’an thought he didn’t understand at all.

There’s nothing on earth that can’t be washed clean with water, including a person’s facade.

"Nothing." Qinling brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, contemplating before asking, "Has anyone ever said you were like a mirror?"

"Senior Wen seems to have mentioned it." Xu Chang’an nodded.

"Senior... Wen?" Qinling paused, then her expression turned odd, as she said, "Are you speaking of the Senior Sister Wen from Muyu Peak, Wen Li?"

Qinling unintentionally encountered her once before, the sight of Wen Li with a cloud cape and a white umbrella adorned with pear blossoms was quite astonishing.

The prideful aura she carried reminded Qinling of the former Zhu Tongjun.

"What’s wrong?" Xu Chang’an watched her, wondering if there’s another Senior Wen on Muyu Peak.

"Nothing, nothing." Qinling softly said, "I’ve heard from the girls that she’s changed a lot lately, showing interest in rankings, going out..."

She’s even started wearing skirts.

Her hair has also grown longer than before.

No wonder...

Back then, it had intrigued her how Xu Chang’an managed to even invite Wen Li to be Yun Qian’s Guide, knowing even she couldn’t pose as a senior in front of Wen Li—the girl was dazzlingly formidable, unlike Xu Chang’an the "little miser".

Now... it makes a bit more sense.

"Uncle, are you alright?" Xu Chang’an didn’t understand Qinling’s strange gaze.

"I said it’s fine." Qinling stood up, slightly bent, patting Xu Chang’an’s shoulder and smilingly said, "As for others, it’s different, but you, this youngster... I feel reassured."

If it’s Xu Chang’an, Qinling believes there’s no need for any reminder, he would certainly handle things well.

Besides, Miss Yun already mentioned it, no jealousy.

"What’s that saying..." Qinling mentioned under Xu Chang’an’s questioning gaze, "As long as you’re having fun."

Hearing familiar words from Qinling, Xu Chang’an paused before saying, "Did Miss Yun tell you that?"

"When I brought you the Fire Stone." Qinling pointed to the writing on the wall she imitated: "That’s something I saw during the visit, liked it so much that I copied it down later."

"Alright." Xu Chang’an shook his head, his curiosity has always been mild.

Actually, Xu Chang’an isn’t dull, just self-aware. Plus, considering Senior Wen is extremely outstanding, and... even Wen Li hasn’t sorted out her feelings toward Xu Chang’an, naturally he wouldn’t know.

He actually shares a resemblance to Sikong Jing, as a Sword Cultivator... when he looks at Wen Li, he only sees a mountain to aspire to, rarely... or just not as a girl.

At this moment, Qinling realized she might be overthinking—after all, it’s that pear blossom.

Perhaps, Wen Li is interested in Yun Qian.

"What was I saying earlier." Qinling blinked, "Oh, does the raccoon demon raised at Muyu Peak have a name? I need a reference."

"Yes." Xu Chang’an said, "I gave it a name."

"You don’t raise it, but you gave it a name." Qinling glanced at him.

"Senior Sister thought it was quite nice." Xu Chang’an replied.

"Senior Sister?" Qinling’s eyes narrowed.

"Usually, the creature only visits me occasionally, most of its time is spent at Senior Sister’s courtyard. Since she didn’t mind, the name was set." Xu Chang’an explained.

"You mentioned Senior Sister, you’re not talking about Miss Wen again, are you?" Qinling suddenly realized.

"Yes."

"Never mind." Qinling rubbed her brow.

"Uncle, the Senior Sister should also be your junior, why do you keep referring to her as Miss Wen."

"Junior? I’m certainly not qualified to be her elder, that’s Wen Li... Wen Li, that pear blossom..."

Qinling looked at Xu Chang’an with a puzzled expression before saying, "I didn’t expect she would also like raccoons... was it because of that you started talking to her? I might have overthought it earlier."

Indeed, she had used a biased perspective, not everything in the world is about romantic feelings between men and women.

"So what name did you give Li Hua that Miss Wen also accepted?" Qinling suddenly became interested, evidently thinking that a name approved by such a high-ranking flower must be worth referencing.

"Xiaohua." Xu Chang’an said as a matter of course.

Qinling looked at him with rightful pride amid a little confusion, a question mark floated above her head.

"...?"

"Say it again." Qinling said, "I didn’t catch it."

"Xiaohua." Xu Chang’an repeated.

Hmm.

"You’re not good at naming, are you?" Qinling pointed at his face with her fair fingers.

Listen.

Xiaohua?

Anyone with some ability wouldn’t use such a common name. Qinling felt even she, not being great at understanding style, was better than him.

"I... indeed am not." Xu Chang’an shook his head, thinking if he had that ability, he wouldn’t have hesitated over whether his surname should be Xu or Gu for so long.

"Miss Wen thinks this name is nice?" Qinling asked.

"Senior Sister said it’s very nice." Xu Chang’an recalled the past and nodded. Actually, he was a bit surprised himself, not knowing why "Xiaohua" sounded nice, but Wen Li really liked it, and since Li Hua usually lived with her, the name was confirmed.

Wen Li really liked it.

After all, for a pear blossom.

It’s truly a good name.

——

North Garden.

Yun Qian held a pen with her beautiful hands, slowly drifting it across the paper, leaving behind a name.

Wen Li.

"Like him, or not like him?"

Fingers tapped on the name, pondering something.