"Miss?" Xu Chang'an looked suspiciously at Yun Qian, always feeling that she was thinking about something very important at the moment, so he asked seriously, "What are you thinking about? Tell me."

"Me?" Yun Qian snapped back to reality and softly said, "I was wondering... if the current me is what you used to like."

The current "Miss Yun," could she be the previous "Miss Aqing"?

Could her current temperament be the temperament he used to like?

Yun Qian didn't know, and she couldn't find an answer to this question.

"What are you talking about?" Xu Chang'an was confused.

What does it mean, whether the current Miss Yun is what he used to like...

Before?

How long ago?

A past life?

He stood up, picked up the longsword that Yun Qian had thrown away, and also picked up the sword sheath by her side. He placed the longsword on Yun Qian's lap and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of person I used to like, now it's meaningless."

Xu Chang'an felt no need to explain any further.

His feelings for Yun Qian had reached the point where he could easily abandon all past and memories, just to leave a complete heart for her.

There was nothing to prove long ago.

All words, titles, love talk... are pale in the face of facts.

Let alone, proving his love for her with someone who doesn't exist.

Yun Qian looked at the sword on her lap and slowly said, "I know, but I want you to be happy, even happier... that's why I think more."

"The fact that you think this way makes me happy." Xu Chang'an smiled, "Miss, I am a person of little ambition, the characteristic of having little ambition is probably being easily content."

"Hmm." Yun Qian stared blankly at Xu Chang'an for a while, then bowed her head again.

What kind of person is he?

A contented person.

Yun Qian understood more than any existence; from start to end, only she was the greedy one.

"I am not content." Yun Qian said calmly.

"So, Miss is more ambitious than me." Xu Chang'an said, "That's not a bad thing. We still have a long time... after learning the zither, you can learn the sword, after that there are other things..."

There was no need for him to deliberately distinguish between the zither and the sword.

After all...

Even if Yun Qian liked the sword, she would still listen to him and learn the zither. Why should he worry so much?

Those who are favored are unrestrained; Xu Chang'an felt he could sometimes be capricious too.

For the sake of a young lady, this reason never failed.

At this moment.

"Didn't I say in the past that if you were fickle, I would be happy?" Yun Qian suddenly asked.

"You did, more than once." Xu Chang'an nodded, his voice carrying a bit of helplessness.

"Then... I'll say it again." Yun Qian looked into his eyes and said seriously, "If you could be fickle, I would be very happy."

In the past, she didn't quite understand the reason for her happiness, but now she figured it out.

"Reason." Xu Chang'an didn't understand.

"I want you to be happy?" Yun Qian tilted her head and said, "You said you don't believe in the next life, so maybe in this life, it's better if you obtain all the people you like?"

For example, in this life, he could be fickle and take all the young ladies he liked as wives or concubines, so in the next life, Yun Qian wouldn't have to become anyone like Miss Aqing.

"??? "

Several question marks flew above Xu Chang'an's head.

He couldn't understand what Miss Yun was talking about, though it seemed to be related to the previous topic of fickleness...

"Miss, what I say you can't hear, so... you tell me to be fickle, but there's no Miss Aqing under the sky, where can I be fickle?" Xu Chang'an said helplessly, "Can she walk out from the book?"

If Miss Aqing walked out from the book, wouldn't Miss Yun become covered in the sweet scent of candied fruit?

"..."

Yun Qian wanted to explain, but what Xu Chang'an said was right.

There is no Miss Aqing in this world; it seems that even if he wanted to be fickle, he couldn't be?

But she still hesitated to drag Miss Aqing from elsewhere. Otherwise, with Yun Qian's temperament, upon hearing that Xu Chang'an liked Miss Aqing and liked Yao Yue, she would have already let them accompany him for a drink, instead of thinking about these nonsensical things here?

What makes her hesitate is certainly related to him.

She was afraid he wouldn't be happy, so she tried not to break the rules.

After all, the moment he realizes he broke the rules and did bad things in the future, his liking for Miss Aqing will have repercussions...

Miss Yun is not that foolish.

After a while, Yun Qian said, "Can you lower the conditions, and can it be someone similar to Miss Aqing? For example, Miss Wen, she's also a sword practitioner."

"..." Xu Chang'an looked at Yun Qian, finding it hard to understand how she could say such strange things with a straight face and calmness.

But arguing with Miss Yun when she was overthinking wasn't a good idea; he had learned that from experience.

He had to persuade her from her perspective.

"Miss, you've read the book too." Xu Chang'an countered, "Miss Aqing appeared with a beautiful appearance, delicate and weak. Senior Wen? She isn't a weak person."

Xu Chang'an felt that using the word 'weak' to describe Wen Li was an insult to her.

That senior wouldn't need to rely on anyone; she is the object of everyone's longing, the future hope in every sword cultivator's heart, the bearer of hopes.

"That's true." Yun Qian acknowledged.

At the same time, she wondered if Miss Wen was not so formidable upon her appearance but as gentle and delicate as a pear blossom, she would indeed meet Xu Chang'an's ideal type.

He would certainly like her, especially since she's a living "Miss Aqing."

...?

Eh.

Yun Qian suddenly realized something.

If she hadn't appeared, would Miss Wen gradually turn into... a dependent, gentle, delicate figure in front of him?

On careful thought, Wen Li mirrored him, her recent changes were noticeable to the naked eye, for example, she'd wear dresses, her hair was slightly longer than before, she'd even step outdoors.

This high mountain blossom was imperceptibly heading in the direction of a young maiden.

If she hadn't intervened by sticking her nose in, then according to the original fate trajectory...

Yun Qian understood.

Just as Li Zhibai's position as the main wife, Wen Li would be his "Miss Aqing."

Because of her appearance, none of this happened.

But now it's too late to say anything.

However, Yun Qian had a realization.

Was it possible that she, who always disrupted his relationships, was actually a jealous girl?

Miss Yun unusually started questioning herself.

After a pause, Yun Qian continued, "I know Miss Wen can't replace Miss Aqing, but there may be another, she..."

"Miss, don't mention Senior Sister Shi." Xu Chang'an reminded Yun Qian, "I am not that familiar with Senior Sister, it would be offensive."

"Oh."

Yun Qian held back the statement 'Shi Qingjun's name also has "Qing", she could be a concubine'.

"..."

"Talk about it."

Xu Chang'an glanced at the magnificent scenery of Celestial Bright Peak, his voice carried by the wind to Yun Qian's ear.

"Why... do you want me so badly to be a fickle person?"

The young lady almost had 'wanting him to take concubines' written on her face.

Yun Qian heard this, her eyes sparkling, "I want to make you happy."

"The truth, please."

Xu Chang'an's voice was like the oppression before the wind started.

"That is the truth."

Yun Qian thought that she wouldn't lie to him.

"Then... the other part of the truth, I want to hear that."

Yun Qian: "..."

Her husband's words made ripples dance in her watery eyes.

Her husband was a very bright person; how could he not think deeply about the significance behind her questioning trivial matters like this?

"The other part of the truth... is that I want you to be a bit greedy." Yun Qian grasped Xu Chang'an's hand.

Their fingers intertwined.

This was the other part of the truth.

She didn't want him to be content.

People who are easily satisfied know when to "let go."

On the other hand, fickle people, because of their greed, would want to keep everything.

That's why... she wished her husband was a fickle person.

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