The rain outside the window was getting lighter and lighter, and by now, there was already a vague sense of dawn breaking.
Xu Chang’an finally drank the tea brewed by Qinling, after all, they had been talking for long enough.
Xu Chang’an put down the teacup, savoring the lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth, thinking that his Aunt was indeed worthy of being called Aunt. The sa tea, brewed by her hand, could at least be enhanced by thirty percent.
Well, after all, Muyu Peak specializes in the Six Arts for Won.
Guqin, Go, Calligraphy, Painting, Singing, and Dancing — mastering tea as a conduit for the Six Arts, demonstrates the importance of tea.
Just what else does his Aunt know from the Six Arts for Won?
Xu Chang’an couldn’t quite imagine this Aunt... performing a dance on stage.
"You’re drinking tea, just drink tea, why are you staring at so intently," Qinling felt a bit strange under Xu Chang’an’s gaze.
"It’s nothing," Xu Chang’an looked away.
"...Strange, forget it, I also have sothing I want to ask you." Qinling blinked, adjusted herself while holding Mao’Er, and asked with great interest, "You’re Miss Yun’s child foster husband, right."
"...?"
Seeing Xu Chang’an’s expression freeze, Qinling curled her lips then waved her hand, "Alright, I’m not joking... She’s your wife, why do you keep calling her Miss?"
If it weren’t for the fact that the couple’s life was just fine, and she even warned Xu Chang’an not to indulge in desires initially, she would have really thought he and Yun Qian were rely a couple in form.
Looking at Qinling’s sparkling eyes, Xu Chang’an felt that won were all gossipy after all, even this Miss Qin was no exception.
"Aunt, it’s just a title; it can’t mark my feelings for Miss Yun." Xu Chang’an was helpless.
"I know that, which is why I’m asking you... Is this a little quirk between you two?" Qinling tilted her head, anwhile, the kitten in her arms followed suit, looking rather cute.
She was thinking, if she could take Xu Chang’an’s mode of addressing Yun Qian and recreate it for Zhu Pingniang, she wondered if it would be effective.
"It’s not any quirk, it’s just that I don’t know what to call her." Xu Chang’an said.
"...? Qinling paused for a mont, as if pondering the aning behind his words.
Then Xu Chang’an explained to her, anyway, Aunt wouldn’t care about losing face in front of him, so he didn’t need to pretend either.
——
After a while, he clarified it.
Xu Chang’an just felt like Qinling was looking at him as if she were a lofty creature viewing a frog at the bottom of a well.
"Xiaochang’an." Qinling covered her face, "I’ve imagined all sorts of possibilities... except that you can’t call it out due to shyness... Truly remarkable of you."
Qinling found it hard to understand.
Isn’t this an old married couple?
He dared to do all those intimate things but couldn’t call out "wife."
While contemplating, Qinling heard Xu Chang’an say.
"Now that I’ve entered the Immortal Sect, I’ve been thinking it’s better not to call her so intimately," Xu Chang’an said slowly. "After all, Aunt, you know my reputation in Chaoyun Sect."
"I know, they say you’re the concubine of the girls," Qinling blinked, then understood.
Was it that he feared his bad reputation might affect Yun Qian’s reputation?
"Are you fooling yourself?" Qinling was sowhat helpless, "Calling her Miss doesn’t an others won’t know you’re a couple."
Such things cannot be hidden.
"Can influence be minimized?" Xu Chang’an blinked.
"What ambition." Qinling looked at Xu Chang’an’s face, clenched her teeth tight but soon relaxed, "Does your wife have no objections?"
"Already used to it."
Qinling said, "Aside from calling her Miss, the title ’Miss Yun’ actually doesn’t pose a problem, it doesn’t make things seem distant."
Even within a couple, it can be used as a daily term.
"Really?" Xu Chang’an hadn’t expected Qinling could find any rits in his actions.
"Uh-huh, look at , although occasionally I call out ’Ms. Zhu,’ externally, I still call her ’Miss Zhu’," Qinling thought not only about this, initially she called Yun Qian and now calls Li Zhibai both by ’Miss.’
This title can convey both closeness and distance.
As she spoke, she slightly changed her wording.
"However, you’re a man; it’s still not quite appropriate," Qinling sincerely wanted to give Xu Chang’an so advice to enhance the couple’s relationship, so she said, "Does Miss Yun have a second na? You can call her by that."
"...Second na?" Xu Chang’an paused for a mont.
"Second na is what we often call a courtesy na," Qinling explained, "After a boy’s coming-of-age ceremony, or a girl’s hairpin ceremony, it’s inappropriate to call just the na, thus another na is selected. Does she...? "
Xu Chang’an’s age is not even twenty, so it’s understandable he doesn’t have a courtesy na.
Yun Qian’s age definitely exceeds the age for the hairpin ceremony.
"No, she doesn’t," Xu Chang’an shook his head; of course he was clear whether Yun Qian had any other nas.
"Really doesn’t?" Qinling was surprised, "Isn’t she the Miss Yun, how co she doesn’t."
By rules, n at twenty and won at fifteen can take a courtesy na, but in practice, courtesy nas are used to express virtues, hence called courtesy nas.
Although mostly the nas here are ant for n, there are hardly any girls who genuinely have courtesy nas in the world.
But judging by Yun Qian’s appearance and bearing, one can clearly tell she’s not from an ordinary family, not to ntion a young noble lady. At least she is from a family with literary heritage, how could she live to this age without a courtesy na.
To Qinling, this was very unusual.
"Quite strange?" Xu Chang’an asked.
"Indeed strange," Qinling seriously replied, "Even I have a courtesy na, although I have long ceased using it since I started cultivation, but still, it’s there."
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