Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, tea connects to the Six Arts.
But even Wen Li, listening to Xu Changâanâs clumsy âlove talk,â couldnât help but twitch at the corners of her eyes... She didnât know what strange feeling she had, so she forced herself not to eavesdrop and instead focused on the girlsâ performance below the Flower Moon Pavilion.
"So... Iâm tea leaves?" Yun Qian tilted her head, obviously not quite understanding.
Her husband loves drinking tea.
If she were tea leaves...
Does that mean he wants to brew her?
Bathing together was common, but Yun Qian clearly didnât quite understand, so she slightly shook her head in thought.
Before Yun Qian could speak, Xu Changâan naturally began to style Yun Qianâs hair, gathering her naturally cascading messy long hair back into place.
"Why did you say I am tea?" Yun Qian didnât understand.
Surely... he wasnât implying to drink the water she bathed in.
Although Xu Changâan often choked when they practiced swimming in the pool, according to his later diary entry â bathwater isnât tasty, not as sweet as sugar water.
"Just felt that Missâs nature is akin to a cup of clear tea; not quite innocent, not quite blending with the world, yet something refreshingly calm."
After savoring it carefully, one can find the flavor he likes.
As he spoke casually, Xu Changâan gently combed Yun Qianâs hair.
Yun Qianâs hair exuded a faint soap scent, refreshing and delightful.
Yun Qian held a slightly warm porcelain bowl, remaining silent for a while.
Never mind.
Even though she didnât quite understand, if Xu Changâan said she was tea, then she was.
But if she were tea, then the best tea in the world isnât the Enlightenment Tea prepared by Zhu Pingniang?
But she couldnât be brewed to drink, right?
Yun Qian slowly closed her eyes, listening to the subtle heartbeat of the person beside her, feeling Xu Changâanâs fingers passing through her smooth long hair, then opened her eyes.
"I want to drink some tea, go prepare some for me."
"You might get tea-drunk, itâs not a good time." Xu Changâan sighed, as he expected.
Alright.
He had racked his brain to say a line of love, yet made Yun Qian focus on the tea leaves.
Really donât know if itâs his clumsy talking or Miss Yunâs dullness.
"Just want to try the flavor... you can use fewer tea leaves." Yun Qian said, her tone pausing for a moment, then softly added, "The food was a bit greasy earlier, a little tea might help with the dessert."
"Alright then." Xu Changâan nodded.
He had piqued Yun Qianâs curiosity, so he certainly had to oblige.
He wouldnât dampen Yun Qianâs interest in such a trivial matter, and as long as he controlled the teaâs strength, letting Yun Qian taste it was fine.
"Iâll go prepare some Small Mountain Tea, be right back." Xu Changâan glanced at the nearly empty teapot on the table, spoke with Miss Lu and Wen Li, then went to prepare the tea.
Yun Qian watched Xu Changâan leave, wanting to follow, but Xu Changâan looked back and saw her somewhat weary state, shook his head at her.
So Yun Qian sat down again.
Indeed, she didnât have much energy to walk.
Xu Changâan suddenly agreeing to prepare a cup of tea for Yun Qian was actually because he noticed Yun Qianâs condition seemed a bit lacking; a cup of light tea to refresh and cleanse the palate was a good choice.
As for Yun Qian.
She didnât want to drink her own bath water, just felt that... although she might get tea-drunk, she probably couldnât avoid tasting the Enlightenment Tea prepared by Li Zhibai and Zhu Pingniang.
Since she couldnât avoid it, it was better to try her husbandâs brewed tea first.
Yun Qian gently yawned.
Beside her.
Regarding being able to drink Xu Changâanâs personally brewed tea after dinner, Wen Li certainly had no objections, even feeling as if a missing puzzle piece was finally completed.
After dinner, Wen Li always felt something was missing.
It wasnât about the dessert, but a cup of Clear Heart Tea.
Now, Yun Qianâs sudden request to fill this cup of tea made Wen Li quite happy, in good spirits... Conversely, she paid no mind to Xu Changâanâs little love talk.
What couples say to each other is none of Wen Liâs business.
Just that Miss Lu felt it was a pity.
Such a nice world for the two of them, the atmosphere just right... She had wanted to see more of Yun Qian and Xu Changâan showing affection in front of her, yet didnât think Miss Yun would lack ambition, and during the best atmosphere, send Xu Changâan off to brew tea.
Miss Lu glared at Yun Qian, mildly gritting her teeth, wishing she could go up to Yun Qian and have a good talk.
As an observer, she was so anxious it could kill her.
Miss Yun, oh Miss Yun... when a man tells you loving words, he wants to see you moved, or shy, not to have you want to drink tea just because he rarely praises you as a fine tea.
So beautiful, yet always thinking about food and drink... Miss Lu was speechless.
She initially thought that if Yun Qian was clueless, surely the young master noticed the atmosphere was just right and couldnât leave, should strike while the iron was hot?
But she quickly realized it was because she and Wen Li were present, so in the end, Xu Changâan felt somewhat inhibited, young people are thin-skinned, unable to comfortably flaunt their love before these older women.
Such a pity.
Miss Lu now deeply regretted.
How could she not have taken a treasure from Zhu Pingniang to record the scene earlier?
It must be said...
The scene of Xu Changâan speaking loving words to Yun Qian earlier, she saw it... and felt an unspeakable comfort and ease.
In short, extremely happy.
Thinking of this... Miss Luâs gaze shifted to Wen Li, she astutely noticed Wen Liâs mood was also good, slightly stunned, then smiled.
Her perception of Wen Li improved a lot.
At least, this Wen Fairy, who was close to Xu Changâan when Yun Qian wasnât around... isnât a bad woman.
As long as you like the pairing of the young master and the lady, you are a good woman.
Wen Li was unlike Yun Qian, Miss Lu thought that although both seemed hard to approach, after really getting close, she found Miss Yun actually a nice person, pure-hearted, simple, even making her feel adorable.
This Immortal Sect Fairy Wen, gives off an extraordinary oppressive feeling.
But now, Wen Liâs attitude made Miss Lu feel perhaps she isnât so unapproachable.
She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, stood up, and approached Wen Li to talk.
Miss Luâs demeanor was very humble, her tone respectful.
Unexpectedly, even without Zhu Pingniang, Wen Li was easy to approach, and within a few words, Miss Lu found herself sitting next to Wen Li without knowing how it happened.
Once seated, Wen Li didnât rush to speak, her gaze watching the girlsâ performance on the banquet stage below, not directly looking at Miss Lu.
But it was this âaloofâ attitude that made Miss Lu breathe a sigh of relief.
She wasnât used to dealing with the Immortal Sect, if Wen Li had seriously looked at her, she would have been too nervous to speak.
This attitude was just right.
Wen Li did it intentionally.
How should I put it?
At Muyu Peak, there were too many young girls who liked her, wanting to talk to her but not having the courage, or were extremely shy yet wished to converse...
Being adept at handling timid girls like Miss Lu, Wen Li could be said to be very familiar.
Wen Li listened to the music for a while, until not far off, Yun Qian lightly yawned again, then Wen Li asked Miss Lu in a volume just enough for Yun Qian to hear.
"Is there something you wish to ask me?"
With Wen Liâs words, Yun Qianâs previously disinterested expression had some change, as if some curiosity temporarily outweighed her drowsiness.
That was exactly what Wen Li aimed for.
Miss Lu didnât notice this detail, she was very nervous at this moment, her fingers tightly clenched.
"Nothing." Wen Li replied gently, "You are Senior Zhuâs girl."
Do not lose Zhu Pingniangâs demeanor.
"Fairy..." Miss Lu said, her tone pausing.
"Call me Senior Sister." Wen Li said.
Miss Lu was Zhu Pingniangâs daughter, whether by rank or potential future arrangements, she deserved this title of Senior Sister.
She was the Senior of Muyu Peak.
In fact, even Zhu Pingniang was her Junior Sister.