After finding out that Xu Changâan liked Miss Aqing, Yun Qian had no idea how many times she had flipped through that book. So, Miss Yun knew very well how far she was from making him yearn for her because of her sword dance... just how distant.
Yun Qian stared at him and said, "Is that even considered a dance?"
"Not necessarily being beautiful, thatâs why I would like it," Xu Changâan reminded.
He simply liked Miss Yun, regardless of whether she understood sword dance or not.
Does it mean he has to like a girl who is good at swordsmanship, has high cultivation, and is smart?
What kind of logic is that?
"Is that so?" Yun Qian blinked, somewhat understanding.
Generally, people would think one should like the prettier, more outstanding, but these donât work well on her husband.
Itâs very simple; Yun Qian knows that compared to her in a luxurious dress, Xu Changâan prefers her in that tasteless, garishly colored floral jacket.
He even prefers the comical floral jacket more than her not wearing anything.
His sense of aesthetics is always peculiar.
But...
Yun Qian still had questions, and she seriously asked, "Is it that you donât like Miss Aqing compared to me, or do you really not like her?"
Xu Changâan: "..."
What kind of experience is it to hear your wife refer to "Miss Aqing" repeatedly?
He just felt helpless.
But mixed with helplessness was a bit of heart flutter over her competing with a fictional character.
So adorable.
Even this side of Miss Yun was irresistible, and her insights were always so incisive.
"Truthfully?" Xu Changâan asked.
"Yes." Yun Qian waited for the answer.
"Compared to you, I donât like her," Xu Changâan replied truthfully.
He wouldnât dislike a character for no reason, let alone his "ideal type" â although that was something from his younger days in a past life.
"I knew it would be like that." Yun Qian nodded.
Xu Changâan didnât dislike Miss Aqing; itâs just that in comparison with herself, he preferred her.
This dislike is relative, not absolute.
Itâs like when sheâs having lunch, she selects dishes from a full table as well.
Some dishes she only eats once, while others she devours completely.
Actually, they were all cooked by Xu Changâan. Her dislike is only relative; she would like any dish if taken alone.
"So, since itâs someone you like, I will still care," Yun Qian pondered.
This too was a wifeâs cultivation.
Miss Aqing had things that she didnât have, things that could attract him.
Even a slight fondness for Miss Aqing from Xu Changâan had reference value for her, as material for a wifeâs cultivation.
Wait a minute.
Is it like that?
Yun Qianâs fingers lightly tapped on the sword sheath beside her, suddenly realizing something.
She might not be able to learn anything from her.
For example, Xu Changâan likes her who doesnât know jealousy and also likes the temporarily jealousy-blinded Miss Aqing, which is contradictory.
Because one cannot be both unjealous and a little jar of jealousy.
And yet, he likes both.
So starting from Yun Qianâs point of view â to please him, the only solution is...
To accommodate all.
Is this being unfaithful?
Yun Qian didnât quite understand and thought it might be like her liking to collect treasures related to Xu Changâan?
Itâs no wonder she thinks so much.
Making Xu Changâan happy is the most important thing in the world, so Yun Qian was wondering how to make him like both herself and Miss Aqing?
At that moment, Xu Changâan noticed Yun Qian was spacing out and said helplessly, "Miss, the version of you I like doesnât need to learn anything due to small matters."
Yun Qian nodded, thinking he was right.
Some things, she has no way of learning.
She asked, "I canât wield a sword, do you like that?"
"Of course." Xu Changâan could feel what Yun Qian was mindlessly pondering about, so he didnât pretend, "I like the way you canât lift a sword, how you handle it like a sweet bag, and even how you accidentally fall."
So cute.
The usually expressionless girl, her occasional clumsiness naturally made one feel something.
"Mm." Yun Qian responded, thinking it was indeed like that.
She couldnât remain ignorant about swordsmanship while becoming a sword master like Miss Aqing.
Was Xu Changâan wrong?
After all, it was his "dalliance" that led to her dilemma.
Yun Qian was very clear on what kind of devoted person he was now.
So he wasnât wrong; itâs her greed and desire for him to have everything thatâs wrong.
So, if returning to the origin, how should Miss Yun... manage to allow him, within his dedication, to have an unjealous, clumsy wife and someone like Miss Aqing?
This seems like a deadlock.
Seems... like it?
Yun Qian suddenly froze.
"...?"
From Xu Changâanâs perspective, Yun Qianâs body trembled slightly, her knuckles turning white for a moment, leaving Xu Changâan puzzled.
"Whatâs wrong?"
"Nothing." Yun Qian lowered her gaze.
It is.
Yun Qian tilted her head, suddenly realizing why losing memory was a good thing.
Unlocking this deadlock is actually quite simple.
She could maintain the form he liked in this life, then in the next life when they meet again, Miss Yun could become someone like "Miss Aqing" and be his wife... and everything would be solved.