CHAPTER 351: 0223 LIQUAN WATCHING THE FOG, WANTING IT TO BE UNCLEAR (2-IN-1)

Girls are always changing, Xu Chang’an also said that people are constantly changing.

Yun Qian is also just a person, just an ordinary girl.

So, when she finds that her husband’s attention is not on her, she will feel a little upset in a girlish manner, but it’s nothing serious.

Only the girl herself is hard to realize this point. Although Xu Chang’an vaguely sensed the reason for Yun Qian’s unhappiness... but after being surprised, he did not pay too much attention, instead he thought...

Caring about this point shows that the girl is getting closer to learning the important thing called "jealousy".

Unfortunately, it’s only in a dream, not the real girl.

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Hot springs are something that not only girls love... Xu Chang’an himself also likes them. The warm spring water is the perfect place for a bath. Every time he finishes bathing, he feels refreshed.

Warm, comfortable, mist surrounds, heat rises.

The celestial source, naturally born from cinnabar, bathes in the sun and moon, floating in spiritual liquid.

Xu Chang’an stands at the edge of the spring but does not rush in, instead looking around, like a tourist at a sightseeing spot, he wants to observe the environment first.

For him, this is a place full of memories, of course, he wants to take a good look.

Yun Qian has already adjusted her thoughts, clutching the corner of his towel, watching Xu Chang’an standing at the spring in a daze, asks: "What’s wrong."

"I remembered something that hurts, but makes me want to laugh." Xu Chang’an blinked.

"Something like that?" Yun Qian asked.

"Yes."

Xu Chang’an curls his lips, wanting to forget the incident where the girl once slipped and fell into the hot spring. But now, not only can he not forget, but he can even recall the temperature of the water splashed on his face after Yun Qian fell in.

"..." Yun Qian gazes at him.

"Cough, nothing, nothing." Xu Chang’an looks at the steaming spring water, puts away his smile, carefully helps Yun Qian onto the somewhat slippery jade stone at the edge of the spring, and after she’s in the water, follows her.

Once in the warm spring, Xu Chang’an feels a comfort from the heart, then he neatly folds the soaked towel and places it on the rising hot edge.

The towel was only used on the way.

Yun Qian folds her towel and places it above Xu Chang’an’s clothes.

The mist surrounds them, they sit facing each other.

The spring emits an inexplicable fragrance, not clear, so it can cover thoroughly.

Thankfully there is the spring’s cover.

However, he is a cultivator, so the heat doesn’t really block anything.

Xu Chang’an begins to reminisce about the vague feeling when he sat across the girl without cultivation, heart itching but unable to see clearly...

How wonderful, that time.

Liquan watches the mist, what he wants is to not see clearly.

Wet strands of hair stick to Yun Qian’s face, droplets of water fall from her chin, she looks quietly at Xu Chang’an in front of her and asks: "Why are you closing your eyes."

"Steam in my eyes." Xu Chang’an responds seriously.

Returning here, memories really flood in like a tide, unable to be stopped.

Since arriving on the island, Xu Chang’an has always liked the hot spring here. Perhaps it’s because he can see a completely different Yun Qian here.

In his eyes, the girl at first was a very formidable person.

Not to mention her outstanding celestial looks, her brows had majesty. When Xu Chang’an first met her, he didn’t know anything about cultivators, Yun Qian had no cultivation... yet he could feel something very powerful from Yun Qian.

Even the most formidable people need to wear... clothes.

So, in the hot spring, Yun Qian’s unattainable image crumbles a bit, making Xu Chang’an at that time feel like he’s not so far from her, able to think some "outrageous" thoughts.

"Miss, this spring water has really helped us." Xu Chang’an said.

Massage is a help, and so is the hot spring.

"Is it?" Yun Qian straightens, the water surface just an inch below her snowy neck, her originally shoulder-length long hair tied into a long bun on her head.

She doesn’t quite understand what Xu Chang’an is saying, but sees clearly that he is very happy, and that’s enough.

"I heard there is a spiritual spring in the sect, our spring... shouldn’t count as a spiritual object, since the lady has been using it for so long, and her constitution hasn’t improved." Xu Chang’an said, looking at the surrounding spring water, somewhat puzzled: "No, there seems to be some effect."

Very useful to him.

But not useful to Yun Qian.

At that time Xu Chang’an hadn’t started cultivating yet, physically limited, the island work wasn’t much but couldn’t withstand his demanding standards for himself.

Managing everything on the island daily and taking care of Yun Qian, spiritually undeniably delighted, but the physical exhaustion couldn’t be faked.

In such situations, the hot spring was very important. Xu Chang’an felt that no matter how tired he was, as long as he came to this spring... he could successfully wash away his day’s fatigue.

"So, it’s the lady’s poor constitution, not the spring water’s fault." Xu Chang’an sighed, said: "Give me your hand."

Yun Qian responded, moved closer to Xu Chang’an, and handed her hand to him.

Xu Chang’an placed his fingers on Yun Qian’s wrist, recalling something, then sighed deeply, looking at Yun Qian with a hint of blame: "Miss, you really scared me back then, I thought you were dying... now it seems it’s my lack of vision, you have a background, a little pulse, naturally won’t matter."