"By the way, Senior Zhu and the Demon Sect are also mortal enemies. Currently, in dealing with evil cultivators, thereâs no one better than her in the Chaoyun Sect."
With Xu Changâanâs words, Yun Qian realized something.
Demon Sect?
The matter of the first seat.
She wanted to know this.
She wanted to know her husbandâs views on the Demon Sect. If he was not so disgusted, not so intolerant, then... the matter of the first seat wouldnât be considered a mistake.
Yun Qian wanted to ask, but was suddenly embraced by her husband, making her head not function clearly again.
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Held in Xu Changâanâs embrace, Yun Qianâs heart was filled with emotions she couldnât name, whether silent or shy, yet she still quietly gazed into Xu Changâanâs eyes.
Miss Yunâs eyes sparkled with a peculiar light at this moment.
It was a joyful color of water, under the dim glow of the carriage, and with her calm demeanor, her eyelashes fluttered gently.
The alabaster wrist not covered by the green sleeves, her face adorned with a faint blush.
Her outfit and makeup hinted at a rare touch of allure amidst her confusion.
"Miss, I forgot to put you on my lap before gossiping about Senior, what should I do."
Xu Changâan suddenly said as he placed Yun Qian on his lap.
He wasnât deliberately teasing her.
They had agreed earlier to use an intimate setting to prevent being caught gossiping about Zhu Pingniang behind her back.
"But..."
Smelling the faint scent of rouge on Yun Qian, Xu Changâan coughed: "Now saying this seems too late... after all, what should be said and shouldnât be said... Iâve already said it all."
He had revealed tidbits of rumors about Zhu Pingniang.
"Mm."
Yun Qian nodded, arms around Xu Changâanâs neck, face showing confusion: "Since what should be said has been said... why lift me up then."
"Ah." Listening to Yun Qian, Xu Changâanâs gaze wandered.
Should he say he found Yun Qian too beautiful not to take advantage gently?
Though he hasnât had face here for a while, Xu Changâan still wanted to preserve a bit of his nominal dignity.
"Thatâs why Iâm not sure what to do, so Iâm asking Miss."
Didnât he make it clear?
Wasnât he telling Yun Qian he missed the hidden moment but was asking her for advice?
Xu Changâan was indeed a rogue.
Because he knew clearly, once Miss Yun starts thinking, sheâd become less sharp and wonât pursue his intentional misbehavior.
Sure enough, with Xu Changâanâs words, Yun Qian closed her eyes, following his line of thought downwards.
Xu Changâan breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled warmly, glancing at the contemplating Miss Yun.
âSuch beautiful makeup, if not held close and admired... itâs wasteful and deserves punishment.â
Xu Changâan thought so.
Besides, he wasnât deliberately taking advantage of Yun Qian, just... being possessive as a man.
For Yun Qian dressed so beautifully for an event, he didnât mind, but first, he wanted to treasure her privately before letting others see.
At this moment, Xu Changâan was making Yun Qian stay in the carriage, so he could admire her alone.
As if admiring a scroll, Xu Changâan watched Yun Qian, who suddenly, with closed eyes, spoke.
"Somethingâs off."
"Whatâs off?" Xu Changâan blinked.
"If you really cared, really didnât want Miss Zhu to know you were talking about her, you wouldnât forget until you finished speaking to hold me."
Yun Qian gently shook her head.
Considering her husbandâs meticulous nature, how could this little issue cause panic?
Xu Changâan: "..."
"So, youâre not afraid of her hearing."
Yun Qian slowly opened her eyes, her dark eyes quietly gazing at Xu Changâan, lips parting:
"Once again, teasing me."
Xu Changâanâs eyes flickered.
Hiss.
Was his strategy ineffective or had Miss Yun grown smarter?
"Alright." Xu Changâan sighed: "Miss is right, Iâm not worried about Senior Zhu hearing."
He then casually explained.
"After all, those things about Senior... which sister on Muyu Peak doesnât know? Whatâs there to fear?"
"So, once again teasing me."
Yun Qian sat in Xu Changâanâs embrace, tilted her head, arms around his neck tapping slightly on his nape, showing displeasure.
Her husband really...
Didnât he know she was pondering something important, yet still had to disrupt her thoughts?
Now, her thoughts on the first seat issue with the Demon Sect had been scattered.
Listening to Yun Qian, Xu Changâan laughed: "Miss, if I say you look beautiful, and want to look a little longer, is that teasing?"
Yun Qian paused slightly at his words.
Perhaps, itâs not.
"So, youâre not teasing me." Yun Qianâs tone was calm.
"...?"
Listening to Yun Qianâs voice, Xu Changâan paused, a touch of hesitance in his eyes.
Wait.
Was Miss Yun faintly disappointed just now?!
"???"
Xu Changâan was pondering, suddenly seeing Yun Qian slowly close her eyes, mirroring the posture of deep thought, but Xu Changâanâs heart skipped a beat.