Yun Qian’s eyes wandered, as she slowly leaned closer to Xu Chang’an’s face, his expression appearing sowhat dazed.
Seeing that Xu Chang’an didn’t respond to her, Yun Qian furrowed her brows slightly: "Didn’t hear clearly?"
"I... I heard you clearly." Xu Chang’an snapped back to reality, feeling quite shocked inside.
"Why are you looking at like that?" Yun Qian shook her head, thinking that it wasn’t strange for her mindset to have shifted lately, wanting to dress better in front of Miss Zhu.
After all, that’s how it’s written in the books.
Now, realizing she might be the main wife, Yun Qian began to think about those books Xu Chang’an wrote.
She can’t et her husband’s fate looking so disheveled.
"Miss, why do you suddenly... want to change clothes?" Xu Chang’an asked blankly.
In his heart, he thought Miss Yun wouldn’t mind these things.
"Not changing clothes," Yun Qian emphasized seriously: "It’s changing into... nice clothes."
Xu Chang’an: "..."
After a while, Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian with a peculiar expression, then carefully asked: "Miss, do you think these clothes are too... plain?"
"Mm." Yun Qian nodded, pointing at the storage pouch on Xu Chang’an’s waist: "Do you have any nice clothes?"
Listening to Yun Qian’s words, Xu Chang’an stood there stunned for a while, then sighed.
"Indeed... attending a banquet should require dressing nicely."
Although he didn’t know what happened to Miss Yun again, Yun Qian was very serious in wanting to dress nicely, and this was sothing he confird.
At this mont, Xu Chang’an didn’t say to Yun Qian, "Dressing plain is to avoid making Zhu Pingniang jealous."
After all, it’s rare for Miss Yun to care about her appearance.
But suddenly, Xu Chang’an rembered sothing.
Did Miss Yun just want to say... Senior Zhu likes, likes him?
Could it be this thought that made Miss Yun touch the threshold of jealousy, learning to feel a sour heart?
Imdiately, Xu Chang’an beca excited.
"Miss, could it be that... you’re jealous?"
"?"
Facing Yun Qian’s eyes that intertwined confusion and bewildernt, Xu Chang’an realized he misunderstood.
Although he continued to feel puzzled about Miss Yun suddenly disliking these "plain" clothes, Xu Chang’an knew that most of the ti Miss Yun’s whims lacked reasons.
Forcefully speaking...
It’s only for making him more moved.
"Miss." Xu Chang’an grabbed the waist storage pouch filled with various clothes, trying for a last attempt: "I already like the way you’re dressed now. If it’s to make like you, there’s no need to change clothes."
Yun Qian didn’t respond to Xu Chang’an but instead asked: "I want to change into nice clothes. You don’t like it?"
Listening to Yun Qian’s words, Xu Chang’an imdiately realized Miss Yun’s thoughts had nothing to do with him and muttered.
"Could it be... she really learned to be jealous?"
If so, it’s truly a great thing.
Worth docunting as an anniversary to be celebrated every year with incense and prayers.
"Alright." Xu Chang’an finally removed the storage pouch from his waist, shaking his head: "Indeed, suppressing the Miss’s charm like this... is truly lacking ambition."
His eyes were serious.
The warm atmosphere inside the room intensified once again, crystal clear droplets fell like threads on the window, complenting the girl’s serene face, very captivating.
"Since Miss wants to dress nicely, let’s do it properly." Xu Chang’an said, finally taking Miss Yun down from his embrace.
"Properly?" Yun Qian didn’t quite understand.
"If it’s plain, then go to the extre of being plain." Xu Chang’an smiled: "If it’s nice, then naturally stun Senior Zhu, this is one of the few things I can flaunt to others."
"I’m not a thing." Yun Qian seed displeased and poked Xu Chang’an, but at the sa ti felt happy being used as flaunting capital.
"So then." Xu Chang’an shook the storage pouch in his hand and asked.
"The clothes given by the girls at Piluo Residence are all here, Miss... what kind of clothes do you want to wear?"
"Whatever you find nice is fine." Yun Qian didn’t have specific requirents, as long as it’s not plain like this.
"Then... I’ll just pick randomly..."
Xu Chang’an was about to say sothing but was stopped by Yun Qian holding his hand.
"No, you can’t pick randomly." Yun Qian then rembered sothing and seriously said in Xu Chang’an’s helpless gaze: "Pick according to the style Miss Aqing you like."
"Qingyi, Qing skirts?" Xu Chang’an was slightly stunned, then looked at the hint of blue outside the carriage, stirred by the half-demon woman driving the carriage.
"I don’t know the specifics, but it must match the Miss Aqing you like." Yun Qian said slowly.
Even though she possibly was the main wife and didn’t need to learn anything like those potential disenfranchised won her husband might have left behind.
But only Miss Aqing who he ntioned liking still holds great reference value.
"Alright, I understand." Xu Chang’an sighed, then let Yun Qian sit well in the carriage, gently lifted the curtain, and said to the Qingyi woman driving the carriage: "Miss, stop for a mont."
"Eh?" The Qingyi woman was slightly stunned, then she reined in the horse, slowly stopping the carriage by the roadside, then jumped off and turned back to speak.
"Young Master, we’re almost at Unfastened Boat, about two miles left."
Xu Chang’an got off the carriage, "Temporarily have a matter, please wait for a quarter of an hour, it shouldn’t be an issue."
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