The young lady listened to what Xu Changâan was saying.
"A sword... Should I try it?"
The breeze passed by, causing the white ribbon on Yun Qianâs long hair to sway slightly.
Her heart fluttered.
She liked doing the same things as her husband.
However, she had tried it with Li Zhibai as well.
"I canât do it." Yun Qian shook her head.
"You said youâre interested, so give it a try." Xu Changâan smiled like an old fox: "Miss, you were able to pluck the Seven Strings earlier, but this sword... If you donât try, how will you know the benefits of the Seven Strings?"
A fondness for swords, is it?
When she really holds the sword and finds she canât manage it... sheâll know which is better.
He didnât bother hiding his "malice" at all, openly displaying the word âbullyâ on his face.
"..." The hilt was placed before her eyes, and Yun Qian glanced at Xu Changâan, not rushing to grab the sword.
She could see the system trembling anxiously.
It seemed particularly afraid at this moment.
Yun Qian thought Xu Changâan always said he was unaccomplished, but she didnât think so; rather, it was the system on him that was truly unworthy.
With her husband watching beside her, the thought of taking up a weapon accompanied by malice wouldnât stir any trouble, so there was nothing to fear.
Yun Qian found it a bit strange, didnât the system realize she was the one being bullied here?
At this moment, Miss Yun forgot that she was never one to follow the rules, and her actions didnât hold any reference value.
As for Xu Changâan...
He might be even less useful; as someone still growing, he isnât even competent at acting as a "regulator," hoping for him is less reliable than hoping âMiss Yunâ is in a good mood today.
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Xu Changâan was puzzled by Yun Qianâs absent-mindedness.
He didnât mind the Celestial Dao Points splashed on by the system, anyway, he had decided to ignore this thing; unless he intentionally opened the system panel, he wouldnât look at any alerts.
As for the Celestial Dao Points, in Xu Changâanâs heart, they had defaulted to "â," and as long as he didnât use them, infinity and zero had no difference.
Hmm.
Xu Changâan suddenly felt earlier that his system was quite good.
In novels, those typical systems always hid things at the start, reluctant to present the best to the host, frequently threatening with "elimination" to promote the hostâs growth.
His system was different, giving him excellent talents right off the bat, enabling him to grow by relying solely on his talents, without over-depending on the system.
Moreover, when Xu Changâan became cautious of the system and refrained from using it, the system neither reacted as he expected by "going berserk" to issue tasks, it just quietly subsided.
Metaphorically speaking, it was like the old locust tree at the front of the house in his memory, usually something he didnât pay attention to, but when remembered, he could go underneath it for some shade.
So Xu Changâanâs feelings towards the system were quite subtle.
Despite the cautiousness and non-use, gratitude remained.
No contradiction.
"Miss, what are you thinking?" Xu Changâan asked.
"Got a bit distracted."
Yun Qian looked at the system on him and thought, those favored have confidence; it obviously wasnât at the stage of being favored yet, but it was enough for survival.
But for her to explain, her sword couldnât even poke it, it probably wouldnât understand.
Indeed, if Yun Qian hadnât forcibly lowered herself to match her husbandâs level, hadnât gained the name Yun Qian as an ordinary person, she probably wouldnât understand either.
This is the change brought by entering the world.
Itâs just that she doesnât remember what she went through to turn from an incomprehensible existence to a young lady who can understand dust-like trivialities.
Anyway, she could enter the world, but the system couldnât, because it is the boundary itself, and thereâs no reason for it to enter itself.
So she shifted her gaze from the system to the fine steel longsword in front of her.
This is, after leaving the island, the "third party" even more intimate to Xu Changâan than she, the wife, was.
Here comes the problem.
The third party that accompanies him when sheâs not around during rest...
Itâs not a woman.
Itâs not a man.
Itâs not Li Hua.
Itâs not even a living being.
Itâs a... sword?
Fashioning armor into a zither, playing sword as musical piece, she could understand, but this situation was perplexing.
Generally, a young lady wouldnât be jealous of a sword, would she?
Yun Qian blinked blankly, wondering if there was something wrong with the way she was learning to be jealous.
"Speak up." Xu Changâan was more helpless.
"I... can try," Yun Qian tilted her head, looked at her slender arm: "But forget about sword tricks, I canât muster the strength."
At night, she had leaned on the windowsill for too long, causing tearing pain whenever she moved slightly, very bothersome.
"Alright then." Xu Changâan nodded.
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Yun Qian grabbed the sword sheath with one hand, mimicking him in a drawing sword motion.
Moments later, the sword did not budge an inch.
"Canât pull it out," Yun Qian said truthfully.
"Miss." Xu Changâanâs expression was serious and sincere: "Youâre weaker than I thought."
"Am I really that weak?" Yun Qian put down the longsword and thought for a moment before saying: "I can now pick flowers on my own, without needing you to lift my skirt."
Xu Changâan: "..."
My silly girl, being able to say such a thing means youâre already at the top of the weaklings among weaklings.
Xu Changâan was speechless, he raised his hand and enveloped Yun Qianâs hand with a thread of True Qi, providing her with some strength.
"Try again."
"Mm."
Yun Qian responded, taking a deep breath.
With a sudden exertion of strength in her hand, accompanied by a white flash, the longsword was successfully drawn from the scabbard.