The wooden tub was not large, and with an extra person inside, the water level suddenly rose, reaching Yun Qian’s neck. However, she didn’t mind; with the steam rising, her long hair was completely subrged, rging into the water like diffused ink.
One person on each side.
She was very close to Xu Chang’an, slightly raising her hand and her elbow could touch Xu Chang’an’s shoulder, feeling his sowhat hot breath.
Yun Qian’s expression remained as calm as ever, but soone’s heart was beating fast.
It was the heart of her useless husband.
...
Xu Chang’an looked at the Miss Yun who was staring intently at him, forcibly diverting his attention to the dicinal bath.
Thinking Wen Li’s formula was really good, the Spiritual Power contained in the water was gentle and should effectively improve Yun Qian’s physique.
He didn’t use the Breathing Technique, but naturally absorbed the Spiritual Qi. After all, this dicinal bath was prepared for Yun Qian, and he was only there to take care of her.
"..."
Looking at the clean and clear warm water, Xu Chang’an suddenly felt a bit puzzled.
Where’s the Dao Pattern?
The Spiritual Liquid given by Shi Qingjun had previously shown faint Dao Pattern shadows in the water, but ever since Yun Qian entered the water, he hadn’t seen a trace of them.
Since he didn’t quite understand the chanism, Xu Chang’an didn’t pay much attention to it.
"..."
The weather turned dark, yet the torrential rain showed no signs of diminishing.
Yun Qian’s slightly fragrant breath stirred Xu Chang’an’s hair fragnts by his ear. He lowered his head, looking at the water surface scattered with petals, feeling inexplicably moved.
It wasn’t as if he hadn’t done similar things with Yun Qian before; after all, they were married, with nothing to be ashad of.
But being squeezed face to face in a small bath tub like this... it had been a long ti.
Xu Chang’an’s mind flashed back to the sight of Miss Yun wearing an eye mask before, his breath stalling for a mont.
This made him unable to look directly at Yun Qian, afraid that his lack of restraint might affect the dicinal bath’s effectiveness...
Keep a calm mind.
Keep a calm mind.
Xu Chang’an shifted his attention to the System, watching the rows of Celestial Dao Points continuously refresh, his mood finally tranquilized.
"?"
Yun Qian observed Xu Chang’an’s state completely, thinking she had told Xu Chang’an many tis that he didn’t need to restrain himself... After all, this wasn’t in a dream world this ti.
Nonetheless, if he restrained himself, he must have his reasons, so Yun Qian just sat quietly, calmly watching the young man before her.
Xu Chang’an didn’t have prominent muscles, instead, he had slightly slender, yet incredibly reassuring shoulders.
Sitting there, he appeared warm as jade, with loose hair tied by a bamboo-colored satin at the back of his head, seeming neither cumberso nor sharp, more yin-like and less aggressive.
In the bathroom, mist fills the air, water droplets gently fall from above, landing behind Yun Qian’s ear, bringing a slight chill that made her body tremble.
Yun Qian shifted slightly, placing herself closer to Xu Chang’an before seriously saying, "You really look good."
"..." Xu Chang’an was stunned at her words, then helplessly said, "Miss, this statent should co from ."
"I wouldn’t say I am that good-looking either," Yun Qian thought for a mont.
"Why say such a thing?" Xu Chang’an blinked.
"Because you can still endure," Yun Qian softly said, feeling the breath so close, "Isn’t this... because I’m not so attractive to you."
"What Miss said, isn’t totally without reason." Xu Chang’an shook his head, refraining from sighing.
"I still have a long way to go in my cultivation as a wife." Yun Qian yawned softly, leaning towards Xu Chang’an, saying, "This dicinal bath... is more comfortable than before."
"That’s good." Xu Chang’an let out a sigh of relief, feeling his heart settling slightly.
Yun Qian thought how previous dicinal baths were exclusively prepared for her by Xu Chang’an, who wouldn’t bathe with her. So this ti, naturally, she felt more at ease than before.
"Is there anything I need to do for the dicinal bath?" Yun Qian blinked, " Don’t you need to do sothing to ?"
Hiss.
The words sounded sowhat strange.
"No, Miss, just bathe normally." Xu Chang’an twitched at the corner of his eye, explaining, "The Spiritual Power in the water naturally filters through the ridians, slowly improving your physique."
"Oh." Yun Qian nodded.
——
As ti passed, Xu Chang’an gradually adapted to the confined space, unable to resist catching Yun Qian’s pitch-black hair, wrapping it around his fingers as he said, "Miss, with abundant Spiritual Qi around, do you feel more energetic?"
"...I feel a bit sleepy." Yun Qian yawned.
This was the truth.
With her husband right there, it was hard not to think about "sleeping."
"This dicinal bath hopefully isn’t useless." Xu Chang’an slowly rubbed Yun Qian’s hair in his hands, saying, "I sotis wonder how you managed to survive on such an island alone when I wasn’t around."
"Daydreaming."
Yun Qian added, "I had nothing much to do... Hmm, almost done soaking, clean up."
"...Sure."
Regarding Yun Qian’s skillful topic change, Xu Chang’an could only concede helplessly, proceeding to wash Yun Qian.
The Spiritual Liquid in the water inherently purified soap-like impurities, so there was no need to change the water, nor any need for further cleaning, but Yun Qian was accustod to Xu Chang’an washing her back.
Xu Chang’an, wanting to divert the relentless gazes exchanged with Yun Qian, found work to do that could adjust the atmosphere, allowing him to more naturally voice his thoughts to Miss Yun.
...
Yun Qian turned around, her back facing Xu Chang’an, trailing her ink-black hair to her heart.
Xu Chang’an remained silent for a while, then scooped hot water onto the young woman’s back, observing Yun Qian’s fair skin turn slightly rosy beneath the heat, lifting her shoulder to knead gently.
"After the acupuncture earlier, is there still soreness?" Xu Chang’an asked.
"A little." Yun Qian’s voice carried a hint of softness, slowly replying, "The moxibustion was quite comfortable; now, after sitting for a while, I’m feeling a bit tired again."
"...I knew it." Xu Chang’an sighed, taking a hair cream to rub evenly and apply onto Yun Qian’s hair, letting his fingers gently massage, causing Yun Qian’s eyes to squint into a beautiful curve.
Yun Qian enjoyed her husband’s gentleness, yet... compared to before, Xu Chang’an’s technique had changed subtly.
Yun Qian’s initially closed eyes slightly opened, glancing back at Xu Chang’an, asking, "Is sothing on your mind?"
"Nothing."
Xu Chang’an’s fingers passed through Yun Qian’s dark hair, frowning slightly, "I was just thinking... why Miss’s health is so weak, is it because of past illnesses?"
"?" Yun Qian blinked, without speaking as she had her back to Xu Chang’an. It wasn’t until he urged that she replied.
"Wanting you to take care of , hence the lack of strength."
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