CHAPTER 240: 0163 NOT BULLYING (TWO IN ONE)_2

"Maybe."

"What do you mean maybe... forget it, what Miss said makes sense." Xu Chang’an thought the process of him falling for Yun Qian was truly wonderful, yet now it has all become past tense.

"If I had the chance again, I would certainly fall for Miss once more," Xu Chang’an sighed.

"I know that, but..." Yun Qian questioned Xu Chang’an in a tone reminiscent of contemplating life: "Is that considered a love confession?"

To call it a love confession seems a bit odd; she could distinguish between the tone of a love confession and a reflection on her.

"It’s not a love confession, it’s the truth." Xu Chang’an circled behind Yun Qian, lifted her hair once again, and said, "The topic strayed; what I meant earlier was that Miss ought to have been perfect, but I dragged her down from the heavens."

Such an ordinary mortal like him had become Yun Qian’s husband, naturally turning the originally perfect girl imperfect.

"I hurt Miss once." Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian’s delicate, almost perfect ear: "If I were to ruin perfection again because of me, I wouldn’t be able to sleep."

"Hurt?" Yun Qian clearly didn’t understand why the tenderness between husband and wife would be called hurt.

Could it be that only virgins and maidens are supposed to be perfect people?

Xu Chang’an, her husband, would never think that way.

"So, I’m already a bad person and don’t want to add another sin to myself," Xu Chang’an asked, "Do you know why I don’t want you to wear earrings?"

"I understand a little," Yun Qian suddenly felt very happy, but she didn’t know why she was happy.

"Right." Xu Chang’an thought his reasoning was also quite sufficient: "Thinking back, I was really daring back then, destroying perfection is something you’d get struck by lightning for."

"He wouldn’t dare do that." Yun Qian glanced at the sky outside, then said, "But it was me who initiated back then..."

"Stop." Xu Chang’an said seriously and sternly: "Miss, I am a man."

"I know." Yun Qian nodded.

"In such matters, it’s only my fault," Xu Chang’an thought that in such matters how could one possibly blame the woman.

"But I didn’t blame you," Yun Qian said puzzled.

"When I chat with Miss, sometimes it’s like we’re not on the same page, we each speak our own thoughts." Xu Chang’an was helpless, clearly aware of this issue.

"Don’t like it?" Yun Qian asked.

"I do." Xu Chang’an didn’t hesitate.

"As long as you like it." Yun Qian replied, then stretched lazily, dispelling some of her laziness: "I’m a bit tired."

"Then Miss, rest here for a while, I’ll go find the gentleman... I’ll be back soon."

"By the way." Yun Qian folded her hands on her abdomen and suddenly said: "You just said I was being elusive, but I wasn’t."

"What do you mean?" Xu Chang’an was taken aback.

"I think you’d like perfect people," Yun Qian got up and sat on a nearby bamboo couch, inhaling the fresh elegant scent of bamboo, she gently opened her arms toward Xu Chang’an: "Only by becoming your wife and being loved by you can one be perfect... just like now."

Xu Chang’an said he preferred imperfect people because he felt he made himself imperfect.

After all, as understood in the secular world, perfect fairies naturally had to be pure, unattainable maidens, there’s no such thing as calling someone a fairy after they became a wife.

But in fact... the former Yun Qian was imperfect because back then Xu Chang’an did not like her.

——

Xu Chang’an listened to Yun Qian’s justified and peaceful explanation, his eyes fluttered, and after a long while he said: "Miss, I’ll never be a match for you when it comes to speaking love words."

"Did I just speak in circles?" Yun Qian retorted.

"No, it’s my fault." Xu Chang’an admitted his mistake decisively.

What Yun Qian meant was, if there could be earrings that he liked, it could make her more perfect.

Her thinking was completely opposite of Xu Chang’an’s.

The young lady believed that after "devoting" herself, she was better than before; this fondness not only delighted Xu Chang’an but also made him feel a heavy sense of responsibility.

"I’ll go find the gentleman." Xu Chang’an felt he couldn’t win an argument with the young lady.

"Go on." Yun Qian nodded, watching Xu Chang’an push the door open, feeling the cold wind from outside blow in, flickering the lamp, she said to Xu Chang’an’s back: "I want to have a drink."

He must understand what she meant.

A toast must be enjoyed to the fullest.

This time, her reservation should please him, right?

Xu Chang’an certainly understood Yun Qian’s meaning, his steps paused, but he still crossed the threshold: "When we get home... I’ll warm some wine for Miss."

"Okay."

Xu Chang’an closed the door, using a faint layer of spiritual power to block the rain completely, and headed towards the main building.

Yun Qian got up and opened the window.

Rain fell on her face, the wind came into the room and blew out the oil lamp, immediately it was pitch-black, one couldn’t see one’s own hand.

The solidified grime in the oil lamp was substantial, as if time had not passed much, yet whether time passed a quarter of an hour or an hour... that wasn’t important either.

——

The heaviness brought by the clouds was far more severe than imagined, as if midnight had shrouded all of Yun Qian’s actions.

After Xu Chang’an left, darkness enveloped the entire courtyard, only she quietly leaned by the window, watching the direction Xu Chang’an departed, muttering something under her breath.

Listening closely, one could hear Yun Qian repeating two words.

"Bad person... bad person..."

Xu Chang’an said ruining her body was an "evil deed."

Yun Qian’s tone seemed unhappy, but it was too dark to see her expression.

The wind roaming between heaven and earth was out of rhythm, as if a wisp of black cloud was gathering toward Chaoyun, Yun Qian looked up at the faint flash of lightning that could not light up the pitch-black room.

The whole sky used its darkness to cover Yun Qian’s face because she did not want others to see what she looked like.

Just then, a gentle light suddenly appeared, warmth and brightness slowly filled the entire room, driving out all the darkness, illuminating everything.

With the presence of light, the expression Yun Qian wanted to hide was completely exposed at the window.

She was not unhappy at all, rather she was smiling, a very beautiful smile.

"Bad person..."

Yun Qian murmured, a blush stained her cheeks and earlobes, even more beautiful than rouge.

Yun Qian realized why she was suddenly so happy earlier.

Because Xu Chang’an said he was a bad person.

Then... she would consider tenderness as a bad thing.

Because she was also a bad person.

Only a bad person like her was worthy to stand beside a fellow bad person like him.

The rain continued to fall, yet Yun Qian withdrew her smile, all her actions and expressions were now unmasked due to the light.

Just a small thing, and she smiled so ungraciously, so embarrassingly.

Back then, the whole sky did not dare to look at her, draped in rainy mist to cover her "loss of composure", and the sound of rain veiled her murmurs—so who dared illuminate the room, exposing her joyous "ugly state"?

What audacity.

Yun Qian turned around to see, by the oil lamp, the Fire Stone was boldly emitting light, pricking Yun Qian’s eyes.

She walked over, picked up the Fire Stone, feeling its warmth in her palm, not a bit annoyed.

"Truly likes to bully people."

——

"Wow... such heavy rain."

Xu Chang’an supported the spiritual power barrier, listening to the raindrops crackling in his ears, walked to a high place and glanced toward the main building’s courtyard, noticing a radiant light within the house.

"I knew it."

The things in the Sword Hall were all old items, relying entirely on ordinary oil lamps for lighting, with the strong wind outside if it went out... then Miss Yun would have to stay in a dark room alone, after all, the room had not been occupied for a long time, she wanted to light a lamp but didn’t have the spiritual qi to serve as an ignition.

Who knows if she opened the window.

Sure enough, the lamp went out.

Xu Chang’an had expected this to happen, which is why he deliberately left a Fire Stone and a wisp of spiritual qi, so when the oil lamp went out, it would relight after a while, to prevent Yun Qian from feeling uneasy.

As for why it had to wait for a while...

Consider it a "punishment" for the young lady for letting the lamp go out, for she was always so careless.

It wasn’t really bullying.