"..." Yun Qian leaned on the window sill, her finger resting against her lip, her eyes gleaming with an inscrutable glow.
Her viewpoint on matters was always peculiar, but at tis, she could grasp the essence straightforwardly.
The reason she suddenly cared about flowers and trees was naturally because Xu Chang’an felt the house was empty and wanted to plant sothing in the yard.
He liked cultivating, liked flowers and trees.
Thus, there would be many young won.
There are always such coincidences in the world.
For instance, Liu Qingluo is the most typical flora—
Her surna is [Liu], coming from the slender willow tree by clear waters, and her na [Qingluo] is also a type of beautiful plant when gathered.
Even her temperant is certified by Zhu Pingniang as "Cuscuta", which is also a plant.
This Miss Liu truly has factors from head to toe that would attract her husband.
So, the courtyard is empty, aside from the lady of the house; one should plant willows and Qingluo.
That’s just one aspect.
At that mont, Miss Zhu was looking at her husband with spring in her eyes... Zhu Pingniang?
No, her real na is—Zhu Tongjun.
The phoenix perches in the southeast, building a hut on a parasol tree.
The mountain and river envy those of extensive knowledge; Tong Jun is still in the dark about them.
This Miss Zhu distinctly is a tall, aloof wutong tree in the courtyard.
And that’s not all, these are only what Yun Qian sees here in Beisang City.
Even mulberry... is also a type of plant.
Think of the Chaoyun Sect above.
The first thing that catches her eye is the full bloom of pear blossoms, lively flowers blooming in a corner, unremarkable yet impossible to ignore due to their passion.
Wen Li is both the pear tree and the pear blossom.
Yun Qian: "..."
Miss Yun seed to have discovered a secret, her husband’s predestined fate... even matrimonial fate, seed laid bare from the day he felt the yard was empty.
In this way, doesn’t the na Qinling also carry so floral or botanical tint?
No, when this na is ntioned, there’s a sense of greenness, in every sense of the word.
Thinking further, even the Li Hua kitten Xu Chang’an raised on the mountain fits perfectly with the na "Xu Xiaohua."
Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
Yun Qian tilted her head, her hand rested at the side of her face, her nails gently twirling at the corner of her eye, contemplating a little longer.
The rowing maiden behind her also has a flowery na.
"...Hmm."
Yun Qian lowered her eyelids.
Upon reflection, were there any won around Xu Chang’an who had no connection to flowers or trees?
She counted herself among them.
Yet Yun Qian acknowledged she was an outsider, but she likened herself to Hongxing; after all, she still had so ties.
"..."
Soon, Yun Qian recalled a girl who liked to run everywhere with bells jingling...
Got it.
Gu Qiancheng, not related to flowers or trees.
Thus, she was not her husband’s matrimonial fate, just a fleeting connection, observing from a horse-drawn carriage.
Indeed, Xu Chang’an had always regarded Gu Qiancheng as a child.
Of course.
After all, if Zhu Tongjun was the flora planted in the courtyard, Gu Qiancheng was calling Zhu Tongjun her little aunt... that was her real aunt.
Her current husband is very mindful of hierarchy and rules; how could he make a move on a young girl?
Therefore, Gu Qiancheng certainly wasn’t a woman of the courtyard.
Oh, there was one more.
Yun Qian lifted her head, looking towards the highest point of the Chaoyun Sect—there a figure was bathing, soone everyone respectfully called the [Sect Leader].
Shi Qingjun.
Because this Miss Shi had too little presence, aside from a lakeside rendezvous with Xu Chang’an at night, they had almost no interactions, Yun Qian had montarily forgotten her.
Thinking back now, it seed even Shi Qingjun hadn’t escaped Xu Chang’an’s "influence."
After all, this Miss Shi had started planting flowers and grinding pollen due to her husband’s influence.
Moreover, Shi Qingjun and Liu Qingluo were alike; neither had escaped from surna to na.
Qing Jun, these two words are quite famous.
Qing Jun, aning bamboo.
Qing Jun refers to bamboo.
The bamboo amidst stone, originally, should also be an absolutely beautiful scene in the courtyard.
"...Is it an illusion?" Yun Qian murmured.
This mont, it’s hard to count the willow, the wutong, the pear blossom, the little flower, the bamboo...
To Yun Qian, everything about Xu Chang’an was shrouded in mist, impossible to fully see through, but this seemingly discovered "logic" and "rules" made Yun Qian feel it made perfect sense as she pondered over and over.
Her mind wandering, Yun Qian even dug out another na.
Ah Fu.
This water-attribute female cultivator was frequently ntioned, considered a lotus flower.
Yun Qian slightly bit her lip, thinking indeed, if she didn’t ddle this ti, her husband’s life would be wonderful, filled with girls he liked.
Yet now, it was occupied by her, a woman without a "flower na."
And Li Zhibai...
Yun Qian thought, indeed she wasn’t wrong; Li Zhibai is an indoor person, the main wife, thus no need for a flower na.
Hmm?
Wait a minute.
Li...
Plum?
The plum, belonging to the Rosaceae family, is a deciduous tree.
Yun Qian blinked.
Ah.
Found sothing amiss.
Even her husband, who highly respects Mr. Li, hadn’t escaped this rule she’d inadvertently discovered?
No, if this were the case, these won would all be the maidens of the garden and courtyard. Although with them present, the courtyard would not be empty, yet... what about indoors?
Indoors should also have a maiden.
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