After eating some Beauty Fruit, Yun Qian finally had the strength to think.
She glanced to her sides.
On the left sat Li Zhibai, on the right was Miss Lu... either the original main wife or someone who didnât look very smart, so... there were some things only she could think about herself.
At this moment, Yun Qian thought maybe Ah Qing was truly a good person. If Ah Qing were around, some doubts could be askedâthis involved a factional issue.
It was only because Yun Qian unwittingly erased the first seat of the Demon Sect that Ah Qing got entangled with Xu Changâan, rather than her husbandâs past connections, so was Ah Qing considered Yun Qianâs "own person"?
At least, thatâs what Yun Qian thought.
After careful consideration, Yun Qian realized her thinking was wrong... even though her notions of good and evil all came from her husband now, being an evil person wasnât necessarily bad, nor did it mean that just because the whole world saw him as evil, she had to be unhappy.
Because it all depended on whether Xu Changâan wanted to be an evil person.
Although Xu Changâan was good-natured now, who could say what the future held? After all, if...
Yun Qian recalled the gentle look in Xu Changâanâs eyes when he broke a skewer to feed her dim sum.
Hmm.
If this husband could truly sacrifice half the river of time to summon her, then calling him evil probably wasnât wrong.
Moreover, when reading novels, Yun Qian compared herself to Li Mochou; she was never a good girl, and if her husband was also evil, then they would match well, and Yun Qian might even be pleased?
So Yun Qian knew exactly what she needed to doâjust watch quietly unless her husband asked her; even if Xu Changâan truly stood against the entire Human Race... it had nothing to do with Miss Yun.
If thereâs no fun in the Human Race, isnât there still the Demon Race?
Qing Province was vast and rich, but in terms of territory... the world was much bigger.
So... Yun Qian knew what she needed to do next wasâcontrol her emotions.
Control her emotions.
Donât become unhappy on her own, donât develop thoughts of her own, donât meddle in his affairs lightly... otherwise, who knows what variables would arise?
For instance, if she became unhappy, many times, without her taking action personally, her husbandâs unpromising System would handle the reason for her displeasure on its own, but ultimately, the cause and effect would still fall on Miss Yun.
And her own thoughts... referring to when she erased the Demon Sect Elder waiting for dinner, causing a chain reaction...
Be quiet.
Be calm.
Yun Qian let her breathing slow down and told herself in her heart that Miss Yun was merely a useless dodder, just an ordinary girl who couldnât conceive a child yet.
She knew nothing, wanted to do nothing, and couldnât do anything... apart from striving to conceive, nothing else was Miss Yunâs concern.
"Ms. Yun." At this moment, Zhu Pingniang noticed Yun Qian opening her eyes and suddenly called her.
"..." Yun Qian blinked more frequently.
"I have some questions for you. If you know, just tell us... satisfy me and Ah Baiâs curiosity." Zhu Pingniang said with a smile.
Li Zhibai: "..."
Seeing Zhu Pingniang almost having the word âschemeâ written on her face, Li Zhibai could roughly guess what she was thinking, and couldnât help but sigh... but didnât stop Zhu Pingniang, because if she didnât do it, Tong Jun would, and if she didnât help, she would at least not hit someone when theyâre down, so she merely listened quietly.
Yun Qianâs eyelashes fluttered slightly. She glanced down, seeing Ah Qing had already changed clothes and was ready to go on stage.
Asking herself?
After withdrawing her gaze, Yun Qian shook her head and said softly, "I... donât know anything."
Previously, when facing these entanglements of Xu Changâan, Yun Qian would say she only knew the things she wanted to know, but now... she had already said itâs not Miss Yunâs concern, oh.
"Itâs okay." Zhu Pingniang wouldnât give up easily.
Zhu Pingniang suddenly remembered that since they were curious about Xu Changâanâs secrets, then... no one probably knew Xu Changâan better than Yun Qian, right? After all, ever since Xu Changâan was a child, it was Yun Qian who took care of him.
Perhaps... Xu Changâan exhibited peculiarities from a young age.
"Ms. Yun, youâve spent so much time with Changâan, have you noticed anything unusual about him?" Zhu Pingniang pressed further.
This topic became quite interesting.
Both Li Zhibai and Miss Lu were intrigued, only Wen Li, being knowledgeable about Yun Qian, opened her eyes, glanced at Yun Qian, and sighed softly.
Senior Zhu, this isnât how you ask.
Sure enough, when Yun Qian heard this, she looked at Zhu Pingniang in confusion, just nodding and responding calmly, "Yes."
"Really?" Zhu Pingniangâs blinking speed increased, pressing further, "Whatâs different?"
Yun Qian: "..."
Yun Qian fell silent.
Li Zhibai gradually realized something, holding his forehead.
"Tong Jun, stop asking."
"Eh... why." Zhu Pingniang was still puzzled.
Miss Lu, who aspired to be Yun Qianâs maid, realized something belatedly. She took a bite out of nowhere, suppressing laughter with her lips, and whispered in Zhu Pingniangâs ear, "To Miss Yun, Young Master is the most special one. Asking like this... you wonât get anything."