To Yun Qian, it was only natural for all kinds of people to appear by her husbandâs side, even if that Qingyi womanâs cultivation matched Shi Qingjunâs, and what did that have to do with Miss Yun?
The reason she hadnât thought much when getting into the carriage and suddenly focused on the Qingyi woman was purely because of... Xu Changâanâs attitude.
Because Xu Changâan showed concern for this woman, Miss Yun cast a slightly more serious gaze in her direction.
As for whether that cultivated woman approaching her husband had any ill intentions...
That was certainly none of Miss Yunâs business.
Stability and crisis are both experiences.
Yun Qian withdrew her gaze and then asked Xu Changâan, "Why did you talk to her so much?"
To deliberately ask a woman for a ribbon in such an ambiguous manner wasnât her husbandâs nature; he must have some plan.
And her husband couldnât sense the Qingyi womanâs cultivation.
So... does he want to take a concubine?!
"I naturally have my reasons." Xu Changâan looked at the emerald green ribbon in his hand and gently shook his head.
Miss Yun really is perceptive.
"Your reasons?" Yun Qian blinked.
The lady suddenly became interested, even a bit excited. This excitement was just like the excitement Xu Changâan speculated she might feel when learning how to be jealous; itâs no wonder theyâre a couple.
Understand this: Yun Qian has always wanted him to become a little more flirtatious, because only flirtatious people are greedy and reluctant to let go.
And now, as the main wife, according to the books, the main wife should be more concerned about her husband taking a concubine.
Remember, the main wife should actively look for concubines for her husband.
Perhaps to prevent people from gossiping about her?
Gossip...
Yun Qian pondered.
Is it talking about jealousy?
Actually, Miss Yun rather wanted to be called jealous, as itâs said one desires what they lack; she wouldnât be jealous, but being called jealous would naturally be a delightful thing.
Hmm, apart from these, if a main wife canât bear children, suggesting taking concubines for her husband seems even more appropriate according to etiquette.
Yun Qianâs beautiful eyes sparkled.
She had just shifted her mindset and was considering what to do next.
And arranging for her husband to take a concubine seemed like a great move to declare her status as the main wife.
Just perfect, that Qingyi girl driving the carriage was praised by Xu Changâan for being an excellent driver, a very capable person; her cultivation... be it the Demon Sect or the Holy Sect Leader, was top-notch in this world, bringing her along wouldnât be a loss of face.
But...
Yun Qian thought her husband wanted a concubine, so whoever was married should be the real person, not using some body with a clone-like nature, and this needs to be clarified beforehand.
Of course, this rule doesnât apply to her.
Yun Qian is the real person, just with a different name, not considered a clone.
"Hmm."
Yun Qian slowly nodded under Xu Changâanâs inexplicably confused gaze.
"?"
Xu Changâan blinked: "Miss, whatâs wrong?"
"Arenât you interested in her? I was thinking about her." Yun Qian pointed to the half-demon woman outside who was looking up at the sky.
"What is this nonsense, what do you mean interested in?"
"Not interested, then why ask for her hairband?"
Know this, her husband was very good at avoiding suspicion.
"..." Xu Changâan looked at Yun Qianâs confident expression, twitched his mouth, then walked over and placed both hands on Miss Yunâs shoulders.
"Youâre overthinking it."
"Eh? Really?"
"Of course." Xu Changâan originally thought Miss Yun wouldnât be interested, so he hadnât intended to explain. Now it seemed he had to.
"Miss." Xu Changâan said softly, "Why do you think Senior Zhu suddenly called a half-demon woman to perform at our banquet?"
"I..." Yun Qian blinked.
Should she know?
As long as she wanted to know, she could know.
However, the clever Miss Yun shook her head, indicating she couldnât guess Miss Zhuâs intentions.
"Perhaps testing my attitude towards half-demons." Xu Changâan sighed, "Though I donât wholly grasp Senior Zhuâs intentions, still... since this Miss Xiaoqing is Senior Zhuâs junior, establishing good relations is always beneficial."
Otherwise, Xu Changâan couldnât at all fathom what purpose calling a half-demon woman to a private banquet could serve.
Thus he asked for that Miss Xiaoqingâs ribbon, indicating he wasnât at all biased against half-demons.
He was meticulous to the point of being excessive, delicate enough to make one cringe.
Indeed, he personally held no prejudice against half-demons at all, not acting in any deceptive way.
"So... thatâs it." Listening to Xu Changâanâs words, Yun Qian sighed gently.
So it wasnât about wanting a concubine, but her husband was once again involved in unnecessary calculations.
Realizing it wasnât interest, Yun Qianâs enthusiasm visibly waned.
Yet Xu Changâan did praise this woman for being a stable driver and capable, and now he had her hairband in hand, so hope wasnât entirely lost.
"Junior?" Yun Qian blinked, thinking the Qingyi woman wasnât Senior Zhuâs junior.
Neither from age nor cultivation.
Senior Zhu might not even be aware of who this Qingyi woman was, so Miss Yun pondered whether it might be better for her to feign ignorance too.
"Are there juniors more capable than seniors in this world?" she asked.
"Miss, what abruptly brought that up?" Xu Changâan looked at Yun Qian baffled, then said, "A competent person is a teacher; surely there are..."