Xu Chang’an never considered Wen Li as a woman, so their relationship was unexpectedly good.
Only recently, this high mountain flower began wearing a black skirt when going out, exposing a bit of her charm.
However, the woman in Qingyi doubted that she was completely devoid of Xu Chang’an’s gaze.
Sigh.
In fact, from the mont they t, Xu Chang’an frequently cast his eyes on her, even giving her a couple of glances from ti to ti.
But the woman in Qingyi wasn’t happy at all.
Because...
Xu Chang’an was looking at the Little Cyan Snake on her ankle.
?
――
?
This snake, which only had a bit of its intelligence opened up to act as a pet... what was so interesting about it?
The snake wasn’t keeping her half-demon bloodline like Wen Li, it simply provided her an excuse to move out of the Flower Moon Building full of Li Hua, staying a little further from the won of the Flower Moon Building.
After all, as a spy, living further away made things easier.
Moreover, she wasn’t accustod to being too close to those ladies.
But strangely, Xu Chang’an seed quite interested in this snake?
If she wasn’t sensitive to gazes, she might have thought Xu Chang’an was looking at her ankle.
The young master didn’t even give a glance at the half-demon Qingyi; yet, he’d thoroughly inspected the Little Cyan Snake.
Was he avoiding suspicion?
At this mont, wasn’t he avoiding suspicion?
Reflecting on Xu Chang’an’s bewitching expression when he looked into the eyes of her Little Cyan Snake and said he wanted to see a "Sword Dance," the woman in Qingyi montarily didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh.
In any case, she laughed.
Because, she suddenly found this mysterious, prematurely mature young man sowhat silly, even a bit...
Cute?
It’s hard not to find a youth who likes Cyan Snakes cute.
"Young Master, do you like Xiaoqing?" the woman in Qingyi asked with a teasing smirk.
"Xiaoqing?"
Xu Chang’an was taken aback when he heard that.
What kind of question was this?
It was the first ti he had heard a woman ask him such a straightforward question.
"Eh?"
The woman in Qingyi saw Xu Chang’an’s strange expression, she was initially confused, then tilted her head thinking, causing her ears to blush slightly.
She realized she misspoke.
Earlier, when introducing herself to Xu Chang’an, she had asked him to call her "Ah Qing." Now, asking such a question naturally led to misunderstandings.
"Ahem."
The woman in Qingyi shook her head, speaking with a hint of embarrassnt: "Young Master, I was referring to... this long creature’s na is Xiaoqing, as for , you can call Ah Qing."
"My apologies." Xu Chang’an nodded, showing that he understood.
It wasn’t surprising that the woman wanted him to change how he addressed her.
They had just t; calling her Ah Qing would naturally seem more intimate.
Now that they had beco more familiar, it wasn’t out of place anymore.
"..."
Inside, the woman in Qingyi felt a bit of regret.
Because she knew, except for a few, the won of Flower Moon Building would try not to let Xu Chang’an know their real nas—it was an unspoken rule.
Not knowing their na ant it was just a fleeting eting.
Like how the Rowing Maiden didn’t want to tell Miss Yun her na, it was a rule.
So, the woman in Qingyi could only tell Xu Chang’an her necessary title as "Miss Aqing," but couldn’t bring herself to speak her real na.
If she wanted to be clear, she could.
Liu Qingluo was an example.
As an ordinary woman of the Flower Moon Building, she couldn’t and shouldn’t have the courage like Liu Qingluo, so... for now, she could only be this "Miss Aqing."
As for her real na...
There will be an opportunity for him to know soday.
As a mber of the Chaoyun Sect’s Immortal Sect, encountering a few from the Demon Sect wasn’t sothing to be startled about, was it?
The woman smiled.
"So, Young Master, do you like Xiaoqing?" the woman in Qingyi asked again.
"I suppose." Xu Chang’an said honestly without hiding: "It’s the first ti I’ve seen such a docile and affectionate snake."
So adorably like a Li Hua.
Mainly, it just nuzzled his leg earlier.
So he was a bit concerned.
Who could reject a pet that has good feelings toward them, even if it’s a snake?
"The sisters at the store are terrified of Xiaoqing." The woman in Qingyi remarked.
Just like how the world is terrified of Miss Aqing.
"I don’t find it scary." Xu Chang’an casually said.
The woman in Qingyi smiled: "Indeed, Young Master, you don’t even mind half-demons, how could you fear Xiaoqing... but, Young Master, I’ve seen many from the Immortal Sect, and I know most people aren’t as bold as you."
Not ntioning the past, just even in Beisang City, there were quite a few from the Immortal Sect, who identified her half-demon identity and tried to exterminate demons only to be thrown into the moat by Zhu Pingniang.
"?"
Xu Chang’an found Miss Aqing’s words a bit odd.
Bold?
There are many people in the world who aren’t afraid of snakes, why would his lack of fear be bold?
Ah.
It must be about the half-demon.
It’s widely known that because of the defects in half-demon’s bloodline, it causes instability, and if they lose control, it could lead to disaster.
Even a kind half-demon could cause massive havoc in an ordinary town if they devolve. This potent characteristic, akin to a ticking ti bomb, is the reason half-demons aren’t accepted.
These are official statents.
In reality, working in the Steward Hall, Xu Chang’an knows so so-called degeneration is controllable, but the resources required to redy the defects far exceed the returns.
So, upon discovering a half-demon, the safest thod is to eliminate them before degeneration.
Therefore, his unreserved attitude towards half-demons rings as eccentric?
But growing up alongside Miss Yun, Xu Chang’an genuinely held no extra prejudice against half-demons.
The existence of life doesn’t necessarily require a reason, only the fact of existence.
"I’m not bold." Xu Chang’an shook his head and calmly said: "Only because, Miss, you are from the Flower Moon Building."
She being human, half-demon, or anything else... in his eyes, she was trustworthy.
Well.
Actually, it wouldn’t matter if she wasn’t trustworthy, because he wouldn’t get too close to her anyway.
Strangers don’t warrant concern.
Hearing Xu Chang’an’s words, the woman in Qingyi was stunned for a mont, then sighed without speaking.
She wondered, what kind of person would trust an outsider this way?
Wasn’t Zhu Pingniang an outsider to him too?
Strange young master.
Both fell into deep thought.
The conversation ended there.
Xu Chang’an thought about the evening banquet.
Dance?
Was he going to watch another dance?
Did this an he was starting work again?
People always dislike working
And Xu Chang’an understood that because of mories from his past life, his soul was more resilient than others, which is why he was often called by the Muyu Peak girls to participate in various cultivation practices.
Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, with tea covering Six Arts.
These constituted most of Xu Chang’an’s routine work.
Tea tasting with senior sisters, playing chess, appreciating paintings, listening to music, enjoying dances... it all sounded unproductive, but for Xu Chang’an, it was work, and just work, not very enjoyable.
After all, for a self-disciplined man with a wife, maintaining distance with senior sisters amid such ambiguous work while avoiding offending anyone was difficult, a sort of study and cultivation.
If in his previous life, he might have thought being close to senior sisters while earning spirit stones was lucky.
But now, having t Miss Yun, no matter how beautiful the girls were, they were just trouble in his eyes, requiring adjustnt of distance and boundaries.
Moreover, while playing and listening to songs, sotis a senior sister who was perfectly fine a mont ago would suddenly spit blood, making one tense.
But saying this himself seed a bit like he was gaining benefits yet complaining.
After all, how he perceived it was his own matter, but in the eyes of a third party, they’d likely see him doing easy work.
Lounging among won, enjoying emperor-like pleasures, and getting paid for it.
If that wasn’t being a kept man, then what was?
So Xu Chang’an had thought before, if Yun Qian ascended Muyu Peak, would he have to refuse such work.
"..."
The answer was no.
With Yun Qian around, he needed more spirit stones, more resources.
"..."
Even with his wife present, he still went to watch other won dance.
Hiss.
It felt sowhat unkind.
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