CHAPTER 106: 086 TAIPING CHANG’AN (TWO IN ONE)_2

That girl is a sword cultivator.

Xu Chang’an likes girls who can wield a sword.

"Hmm..." Yun Qian got up to pour herself another cup of ginger grass tea, holding the cup and blinking her eyes, she looked at Wen Li who was completely lost in the inner realm, dazed.

Yun Qian believes her husband’s words surpass all supreme principles of heaven and earth, impermanence dao, so if Wen Li really comprehended something, it must be something significant.

But Xu Chang’an is coming back.

——

"Senior Wen."

Yun Qian called out to Wen Li.

This calm voice was like the sound of a big bell striking Wen Li’s heart, causing her to scatter for a moment, the clear aura gathered between her brows dissipated, and her confused eyes gradually became clear.

Yun Qian suddenly interrupted Wen Li’s opportunity, cutting off what she was about to comprehend.

There’s a saying, to hear the dao in the morning, and die contentedly in the evening.

Whether Wen Li wants to die, Yun Qian doesn’t know nor care, but Xu Chang’an is coming back, if this girl dies here, or disappears right under her nose, although Yun Qian could pull her out again, but... how would she explain to her husband.

"Bang."

After a few dull sounds, the sword yuan around Wen Li dissipated into a stream of heat and vanished.

With the sword yuan dissipated, Wen Li came back to her senses, feeling slightly puzzled before showing a helpless expression.

She... actually lost herself while looking at Junior Brother’s writing before Junior Sister Yun.

Well, there’s no helping it.

Xu Chang’an is her mirror, someone who inherently disrupts her mentality, Wen Li knows her seemingly sharp and indestructible sword heart is most prone to disarray before Xu Chang’an.

"Junior Sister Yun, I... was impolite." Wen Li stood up and said.

"It’s okay." Yun Qian shook her head, asking: "What happened to you just now."

"Hmm..."

Being asked like this by Yun Qian, Wen Li felt a bit strange.

Just now she was momentarily distracted, but to say she was in a state of enlightenment, it didn’t quite fit, if forced to describe... it felt very much like when she hadn’t started cultivating yet, getting dazed and entranced, with nothing on her mind, just focusing on Xu Chang’an’s calligraphy shapes.

Even subconsciously wanting to use sword yuan to mimic his writing.

It’s like she was sketching Xu Chang’an’s face by the lakeside.

Being alone would be fine... but Junior Sister Yun was still there.

She supposed it’s because she doesn’t often interact with others, so is indeed lacking in how to get along with people.

Wen Li took a deep breath and softly said: "Junior Sister Yun, I was just looking at Junior Brother Xu’s writing... He writes very well."

No need to hide anything, for Wen Li, there’s nothing to conceal.

"He does write well, I greatly enjoy it." Yun Qian nodded, asking: "Do you like it too?"

Wen Li froze, then said: "I like it, Junior Brother’s style and the writing in Muyu Peak are quite different."

Yun Qian curled her lips, asking: "I have quite a few of his writings stored, want to look at them together?"

Wen Li’s eyes subtly twitched, she stared at Yun Qian’s veil for a moment, then said: "Not today."

Wen Li felt her heart in turmoil.

This refining heart journey... may not be as simple as she thought, nor was her heart as steadfast as she believed.

However, she didn’t decline.

"Then let’s talk about it when there’s a chance in the future." Yun Qian glanced in the direction of Muyu Peak and then said to Wen Li: "Do you know how to wield the sword?"

"A bit." Wen Li looked at Yun Qian, surprised, and said: "Junior Sister wants to learn swordsmanship?"

Yun Qian seemed fragile, the expression between her brows showing signs of illness, such a figure was not suited for sword cultivation.

"I’m somewhat interested." Yun Qian said.

"I can teach you." Wen Li thought, once she cultivates, it will improve her constitution, and moreover... Wen Li not only knows the killing sword, she can also perform sword dance.

Rouge makeup is a trivial matter, anything is possible.

Wen Li’s gaze assessed the Junior Sister in front of her, saying: "Junior Sister Yun’s sword dance... would surely be beautiful."

"Dance?" Yun Qian closed her eyes slightly, thinking she and this clever, perceptive Miss Wen can indeed converse.

"What’s sword dance like? Is it difficult to learn?" Yun Qian asked.

"Not hard."

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Rainy night.

The storage pouch had already been returned, the system space was unwilling to be used again, so at this moment Xu Chang’an carried a package with wine and spirit fruit, turning into a shadow, quickly moving along the trails of Celestial Bright Peak.

"Wondering... how Miss and Senior Wen are getting along." Xu Chang’an’s eyes showed some worry.

Yun Qian has a deficiency in her personality, not fond of speaking.

Wen Li is considered difficult to interact with by many.

With these two together, Xu Chang’an couldn’t avoid being anxious, not to mention Xu Chang’an felt that not everyone could keep up with Yun Qian’s train of thought; who knows what these two might talk about or what might happen when they sit together.

Just as Xu Chang’an passed Celestial Bright Peak’s inner lake and was about to return to North Garden, he suddenly heard some sounds, slowing his steps and walking towards the lakeside.

Rain fell on the lake surface, causing waves of ripples.

A small roofed boat slowly stopped, Qinling sat alone in the boat, a pot of steaming wine before her, the rising steam causing her face to flush with the allure of wine.

She ultimately chose to go boating alone.

"Junior Master Qin, did you call for me?" Xu Chang’an asked.

Qinling curiously inquired: "It’s all talked through?"

What she asked obviously referred to Wen Li being Yun Qian’s guide.

"Yes." Xu Chang’an responded.

Qinling showed a hint of surprise.

She initially thought Wen Li might just come for a look and perhaps refuse.

"How did you persuade Wen Li?" Qinling was quite puzzled.

After all, it’s Wen Li.

Little Wen from Muyu Peak, everyone knows her nature.

Xu Chang’an thought Wen Li’s reason was to refine her heart, so... it wasn’t particularly shocking.

"Never mind, no need to tell me all about your matters." Qinling shook her head, glanced at the package in Xu Chang’an’s hand, her nose moved instinctively, and said with surprise: "Wine? Ice Crystal Fruit? To entertain Little Wen?"

"No." Xu Chang’an thought Wen Li doesn’t even drink tea, wine would be less appropriate.

Besides, Jade Dew Wine he only shares with Miss Yun.

"Then it’s for your wife." Qinling understood, clicking her tongue: "Just like a young couple, alright, I was just curious, you should return quickly."

Xu Chang’an bowed and then turned to leave.

"..."

Observing Xu Chang’an’s departing figure, Qinling remembered the personalities of Wen Li and Yun Qian, feeling how Xu Chang’an left them to interact alone upon first meeting... was rather bold.

She picked up the cup before her and drank it all, then revealed a somewhat disappointed look.

She wanted to try Xu Chang’an’s own grown Ice Crystal Fruit, to understand why it’s caught Zhu Pingniang’s attention.

If not for Yun Qian, she would have asked him for two.

"Hmm..."

Setting the cup down, Qinling’s eyes were filled with deep doubts.

The relationship between Wen Li and Xu Chang’an... letting her come as Yun Qian’s guide near the Sword Testing Spring.

After pondering, Qinling felt it wasn’t particularly strange either.

Given Zhu Pingniang’s status and influence at Muyu Peak and adding Xu Chang’an was already accepted, it’s unsurprising for Muyu Peak’s girls to treat Xu Chang’an well.

She momentarily thought if Wen Li might have some special feelings for Xu Chang’an, but that notion was swiftly dismissed.

Not everyone’s thoughts are about romance.

Especially when it’s Little Wen.

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Entering North Garden, Xu Chang’an’s steps gradually quickened, threading through the night rain.

Taking a deep breath, he swiftly returned to his own courtyard.

What is his Miss Yun doing with Senior Wen right now?

All the way, Xu Chang’an mulled over, guessing the most likely scene upon opening the door would be the two of them silently waiting for his return.

It wasn’t a matter of distrusting Wen Li, but confidently trusting Yun Qian.

Yun Qian has never been concerned about others.

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After exhaling a murky breath, Xu Chang’an pushed the door open, unexpectedly pausing.

Inside the room, the two girls each held a teacup, calmly talking face to face.