Stop playing with her hair.
"Eh? Clearly, when we were on the island, Miss also wore this hairstyle for many years. Why does she not miss it now, but rather blame me?" Xu Changāan smiled.
"That was before." Yun Qian looked at him.
Now, she was Xu Changāanās wife and wasnāt suitable to wear such a hairstyle anymore, as her husband had talked about the rules of hair styling.
According to the rules.
Generally, girls who had not come of age would style the hair into broken horns.
Upon coming of age, they would wear their hair in a bun with a hairpin and wrap a tassel around the bun to indicate their status.
On the island, even before they moved in together, Xu Changāan had added such a slender ribbon to her hair, to show she was unmarried and a clean maiden.
But now, she was already a wife, and seeing such a hairstyle made her feel strange no matter how she thought about it.
Always a feeling of her status as a wife being taken back.
How could Miss Yun be happy about it?
"I was reminiscing... After all, Miss used to astonish me with such clean attire." Xu Changāan realized Yun Qian was really not happy, then he untied the ribbon.
He began to seriously style her long hair.
Skillfully, he wrapped the blue ribbon around his fingers, the azure hair running through the emerald ribbon, then bending his elbow and pulling at an angle, he finished tying the clean and beautiful hair bun.
His movements were clean and efficient.
Yun Qian shook her head and glanced at the woman in the mirror who had matured significantly.
A wife?
That was what he called her, right?
If he liked it, she liked it too.
At this point, Miss Yunās attire was finally entirely completed.
Yun Qian nodded satisfactorily, then looked at Xu Changāan: "So, why did you try to style my hair in the old way?"
Miss Yun didnāt believe he was just whimsically doing it.
"Ah..." Xu Changāan sighed helplessly upon hearing this: "Oh well, I didnāt expect to fool you..."
Xu Changāan put the rouge on the table into his storage pouch, saying, "I was thinking, if Miss had entered Muyu Peak while still single, it would surely cause quite a stir."
If Miss Yun wasnāt wearing the wifeās bun, anyone who saw her would be moved.
Even that Miss Zhu.
"Single?" Yun Qian responded, looking puzzled.
When was she ever single... such a long time ago?
She didnāt know.
Time before her husband appeared was meaningless, so no need to think about it.
Anyway, when she was single, not to mention Muyu Peak, even this Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth, Impermanence Dao was all void, what Zhu Pingniang?
Yun Qian thought for a while and looked at Xu Changāan, softly saying, "If youāre not here, I wouldnāt come here."
"Indeed."
Xu Changāan did think if he werenāt here, Miss Yun would definitely attract envy in the Immortal Sect, but there is no āifā in this world.
Moreover...
"Who says being married wonāt get you stared at?" Xu Changāan sighed.
No need to think.
If Miss Yun dressed like this every day at the Immortal Sect, then even wearing a wifeās appearance, there would certainly be men indulging in improper thoughts.
No doubt, after Miss Yun made an appearance, this well-known concubine of Muyu Peak would have more jealousy-inducing assets.
"?"
Yun Qian was confused: "What are you saying?"
"Iām saying, Miss is too beautiful and will invite trouble." Xu Changāan said honestly.
Yun Qian responded.
Because he says she looks good, she becomes good-looking.
And trouble, like cultivation, only has meaning after overcoming it, so Yun Qian never thought of solving trouble for him, because according to her husbandās logic, she herself is the biggest trouble under heaven.
"Never underestimate menās pursuit of beauty." Xu Changāan raised a finger: "As they say, āA man without a crime, possessing a treasure incurs guilt.ā"
Then his finger pointed at himself, "I am the man."
"Then am I the manās wife?"
"Miss is the Jade!"
"Oh."
Yun Qian nodded, then shook her head: "Donāt understand."
"No need to understand." Xu Changāan stretched lazily, smiling: "Fortunately, Iām not without any backing, otherwise... Iād truly fear the possible troubles."
"Backing?" Yun Qian was thoughtful.
"Teacher." Xu Changāan said: "Teacher is a very impressive person, and thereās also Senior Zhu."
Logically speaking, he shouldnāt rely on others to protect Miss Yun, but being at the Open Source Realm, this was all he could do.
Having less confidence is good, as it allows for more caution and consideration of all aspects.
"Hmm."
Yun Qian, though wanting to say she only wanted his protection, accepted that whatever her husband said was what mattered.
"Senior Zhu is very protective." Xu Changāan adjusted Yun Qianās clothes, saying: "Maintaining a good relationship with her is the reliance for being unobstructed in Muyu Peak, and even Chaoyun Sect."
"Is she powerful?" Yun Qian asked with interest.
"Very powerful indeed." Xu Changāan sighed: "Miss, you finally have an interest in seniors again; I thought you didnāt want to know about her."
"Tell me about it." Yun Qian glanced outside.
That Miss Aqing was currently leaning on a parasol in the rain and pretending to rest.
Is she mightier?
Possessing jade incurs guilt, but what about holding an umbrella?
"Senior Zhu seems to have several names; the sisters call her Ms. Zhu, Pingniang, the teacher calls her Tong Jun."
Thinking for a moment, Xu Changāan said: "I donāt know specifically, only that the sisters say she was well-read in various schools since childhood and embarked on cultivation. She should also be from a cultivation family, since before Muyu Peak became Muyu Peak and was still part of Hehuan Sect, she was already famous in the cultivation realm."
Muyu Peakās chronicles mention Zhu Pingniang seldom, but from the sparse words, Xu Changāan knows she has almost always been at the forefront of the cultivation realm.
"Is that all?" Yun Qian listened to Xu Changāanās introduction, seeing his unusual expression, felt he hadnāt said everything.
"Of course not; itās rather strange." Xu Changāan sighed: "Whether from what I learned of the senior from the Steward Hall, or the legends from the sisters, or the images painted by the teacher... they diverge far from the current Senior Zhu."
Xu Changāan whispered: "Miss, in the past, Senior Zhu was perhaps a bit like you, with the cold and high demeanor, yet now, how did she become... this way."
From a fairy like Xue Mei to a woman who would tease when seeing him.
Is this really the same person?
Xu Changāan could only remain speechless, unsure of what to say.
"You donāt like it this way?" Yun Qian looked at him.
"Thereās nothing for me to like or dislike; a senior is a senior. Just... perhaps itās better this way." Xu Changāan said: "The sisters also say, nowadays the senior is more personable than before."
Having humanity and protective instincts, that makes the current Zhu Pingniang more reassuring for him.
If she were like Miss Yun, indifferent to life and death for anyone, where would he find refuge then?
Yun Qian, hearing this, was pondering something.
Her husband suggested Zhu Pingniang used to be like her, while the current version was better, implying she should learn from her... like going to the brothel for heart refinement?
Fortunately, Miss Yun was clever, quickly understanding Xu Changāan would never think like that. So she didnāt ask, quietly digesting the matter.
"In conclusion, the current Senior is really reassuring for the younger generation." Xu Changāan shook his head: "Iāve heard from Ms. Dongfang, in her youth when others from the Immortal Sect took her treasure, the senior knew and retaliated."
Zhu Pingniang stepped in, indifferent to whether you were from the Demon Sect or the Immortal Sect.
Being unconcerned with rules brings reassurance to the juniors.
"Besides, Senior Zhu is indeed a mortal enemy to the Demon Sect; in handling evil cultivators within Chaoyun Sect, no one surpasses her contributions." Xu Changāan said.
Yun Qian blinked suddenly upon hearing.
Hmm?
Demon Sect?
First Seat matters.
She wanted to know about this.
But just then, as Xu Changāan spoke, he suddenly hugged her waist, leaving Yun Qian momentarily stunned.
Until she was placed on Xu Changāanās lap, with her arms wrapped around his neck, able to smell his scent, she remained in bewilderment.
"?"
Facing Yun Qianās confusion, Xu Changāan replied earnestly.
"Miss, I forgot to put you on my lap before discussing the seniorās gossip; what should I do now?"
Yun Qian: "..."