CHAPTER 112: MISS YUN DOESN’T WANT TO BE TOO AGGRESSIVE.

Inside the small house, Yun Qian was enveloped in the mist of her post-bath glow. She sat quietly by the table, waiting for Xu Chang’an’s dinner.

On the table there was a copper carved incense stick, beside the incense powder was a pale yellow incense stick.

The incense was half-burned, the blue smoke wafted through the window and dissipated beside Xu Chang’an in the kitchen.

A wisp of fragrance pierces the azure sky, a thousand rays of auspicious light shine across the world.

He was the hope chosen by the Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth, the hope where all things unite.

It was supposed to be like this.

But if you look closely, because Xu Chang’an was by her side, the incense stick used for blessings could not fulfill its auspicious purpose at all, because this hope of all beings had already fallen.

Yun Qian gazed at the wisp of blue smoke, seriously reflecting.

Had she... become a hindrance to her husband?

It seemed so, if it weren’t for her, Xu Chang’an might be able to experience a completely different path.

Instead of accommodating her in drinking now.

In cultivation, even before the system’s power exerted itself, she had unintentionally obstructed him.

Yun Qian thought that according to what she’d learned from books, a woman like her is clearly a stumbling block for men, so... she felt Xu Chang’an perhaps shouldn’t be so wholeheartedly focused on her.

Xu Chang’an is still young now, there are many things he can do.

At his age, he can explore more of the world’s wonders, cultivation, interpersonal relationships, adventures.

As for sticking by her, he can spend time with her once he’s disappointed in this world, once he finds the world uninteresting.

Thinking more, Yun Qian felt that if he really found the world uninteresting, then he could start over, perhaps become a savior or something.

...

Xu Chang’an always told her to broaden her horizons, but actually, the one who should look further beyond wasn’t her, but him.

Looking towards Xu Chang’an who was preparing dinner, Yun Qian thought that she was actually a very greedy person, wanting him to be happy, wanting to hear him call her Miss, say good morning and good night.

If this kind of life could continue, Yun Qian thought it would be a very lavish thing.

Yun Qian pondered for a moment.

At this moment she also realized, her husband was a "person with no prospects," so she needed to show a little more "effort" and cultivate with him.

Only when she stepped out could Xu Chang’an follow, only then could he have the mindset to experience the beauty of the world.

Practice with Wen Li? Sure.

It’s just... Yun Qian didn’t know how to define her own talent.

She looked out the window.

There are countless forbidden areas in the world, but none can compare to the Celestial Bright Peak of the Chaoyun Sect at present.

The distant night scene displayed a blood-red glow like crimson, faint arcs of electricity flashed through the clouds, illuminating the entire North Garden like a purgatory on earth, dark, eerie, terrifying. The two large red lanterns in front of the Moon Sect looked like the eyes of an abyssal monster, capable of devouring anyone who dared to spy here.

Evil people?

Yun Qian thought, those evil people better not disappoint her, the more evil the better, otherwise it wouldn’t be interesting.

Yun Qian withdrew her gaze and yawned slightly.

She didn’t understand cultivation, but knew the determination of talent was a field of study.

If her talent was too great, then how could her husband protect her? Therefore Wen Li couldn’t serve as a reference.

But if her talent was too poor, as a wife she’d make her husband lose face, she couldn’t stand others ridiculing Xu Chang’an.

She needed to find a way to neither embarrass her husband nor prevent him from protecting her.

Is there such a type of cultivation?

Just as Yun Qian was thinking, Xu Chang’an came out of the kitchen holding dinner, and she smiled, bringing a sense of harmony to the entire North Garden, the incense stick in the house slowly burning in a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

"Dinner," Xu Chang’an said.

"Mm," Yun Qian nodded.

At night, Yun Qian had a light and sparse appetite, especially as it was supper, so Xu Chang’an didn’t prepare anything too lavish, just a simple bowl of meat slice porridge and two side dishes.

Yun Qian swallowed a piece of meat.

First came a warm sweetness, then followed by a refreshing fragrance, the side dish’s texture was crisp and tender as if it would melt, with each bite releasing fresh juice, while the mild numb and spicy flavor dispelled her sleepiness.

She sighed.

Miss Yun’s cultivation as a qualified wife, a complete failure.

"What’s wrong? Not tasty?"

Xu Chang’an was taken aback to see Yun Qian sighing, beginning to doubt himself.

"It is tasty," Yun Qian shook her head, thinking it was because it was so delicious that she felt her complete lack of cooking skills and her role as a stumbling block to him rendered her even more useless.

At this time, Yun Qian’s temples, because of the bath, left her hair a bit disheveled and drooping... Xu Chang’an looked at the silly girl in front of him, reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear, and then just watched her eat her supper.

He himself wouldn’t eat anymore.

Yun Qian picked up the bowl, her thin lips pressed against the rim of the cup, gently sipping the layer over the porridge.

——

Soon, only a little broth was left on the plate at the table, everything edible was basically cleaned up.

Xu Chang’an looked up and asked, "Enjoyed your meal?"

Yun Qian, covering her slightly bulging belly, said, "Comfortable."

Xu Chang’an blinked, reached out and poked Yun Qian’s stomach, causing the girl to curl up. He said, "It’s all gone, yet there’s room for wine in your belly."

"There is." Yun Qian pushed Xu Chang’an’s hand aside, then continued, "I have something to ask you."

"About what?"

"Cultivation."

Xu Chang’an was taken aback, thinking it turned out Miss Yun, who was about to cultivate, wasn’t completely not nervous, she was curious too, so he sat upright, taking a deep breath, "Ask away."

Yun Qian thought for a moment, then asked, "Are there cultivators who are very weak, need others’ protection, but are still very useful?"

Xu Chang’an heard this and looked at her strangely.

She had just asked about evil people.

Not adept at fighting or dealing with people.

Was Miss Yun afraid of the future path of cultivation?

Couldn’t be.

Xu Chang’an cleared his throat and then said, "The type of cultivator Miss speaks of... The Hundred Herbs Garden is a prime example. They are proficient in planting and alchemy, but not good at fighting, so they require protection, given that logistics are essential to cultivation."

"Farming?" Yun Qian shook her head, "Farming doesn’t allow going out."

"Looking after the Spirit Field of course doesn’t allow going out."

"Change it." Yun Qian thought that if she couldn’t follow Xu Chang’an, then cultivation was meaningless.

"There are sisters at Muyu Peak who are adept at Inner Realm, Illusion Realm skills, they’re about playing control?" Xu Chang’an tried to keep the atmosphere light, avoiding making the topic of cultivation heavy and joked, "Wait, I just remembered, this kind of cultivator who needs protection but is important... there’s one kind that fits."

"What kind?" Yun Qian was puzzled.

"Healer," Xu Chang’an said earnestly.

"?" Yun Qian looked down at herself and said, "I can’t get pregnant."