It's precisely because Xu Chang'an likes watching her and Gu Qiancheng together that she's so patient, that she stays here to inquire.

Seeing Yun Qian so familiar, Xu Chang'an was stunned for a while.

"It's not that I like it, I wasn't smiling... don't make me sound like a fool... never mind."

He felt overwhelmed by Miss Yun's logic and could only honestly explain: "At that time, I was thinking if Miss were to have a daughter, maybe she would be like this, so I looked a bit longer."

He wasn't looking at Gu Qiancheng, just seeing his own daughter through her.

"Since you treat her as a daughter," Yun Qian was puzzled, "then why not let her be a daughter..."

"...?" Xu Chang'an finally realized he had fallen into the old dilemma again.

He couldn't reason with Miss here; how could he forget this important thing?

"Miss."

"Hmm?"

"An adopted daughter cannot compare to a biological daughter. If I favor an outsider now, won't the fatherly love for our own daughter be less in the future," Xu Chang'an said.

"Is that so?" Yun Qian blinked, looking down at her own flat abdomen: "But I can't conceive a child."

"We still have a long future ahead," Xu Chang'an said, feeling his hand slightly warm as he placed it on her belly, "Besides, I'm still just a child."

He said it cheekily, but Xu Chang'an felt justified; in his previous life, he was still preparing for senior high school exams at this age, naturally he could claim to be a child.

Yun Qian felt the warmth through her body, lowering her eyes.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not continue his life, always... it was like this.

Therefore, she was so serious about wanting to find a daughter for him, not as compensation, just seeing the husband wanting a daughter that she could not provide... she felt unhappy.

This was her guilt, unlike shame, guilt didn't require a moral conscience, it only arose from those she cared about.

Thus when facing her husband, Miss Yun felt guilt.

Yun Qian looked at him, softly said: "If only I were just an ordinary girl."

Outside the Cloud Boat, the fragmented and dense electric arcs tore through the space, creating crowded black fissures, but they dissipated cleanly when approaching the Cloud Boat.

"Aren't you ordinary?" Xu Chang'an smiled, "Admitting you have secrets now?"

"I never denied it," Yun Qian said, finger resting by her ear, "Do you want to know?"

"I used to," Xu Chang'an turned his head at her words, looking at the gloomy sky outside the Cloud Boat: "Now, I don't."

"Reason," Yun Qian asked.

"Same reason as not wanting to know about my mother."

"Mother?" Yun Qian was stunned for a while, beautiful eyes flickering before realizing that this mother wasn't about herself but his biological mother of this body.

Xu Chang'an didn't want to know his family, one was to give Miss his entire heart, two... also not wanting to disrupt the current peaceful life.

It was the same with Yun Qian, this wasn't avoidance, but after so many years, Xu Chang'an knew well... he didn't need to know Miss's secret.

"But you'll know sooner or later." Yun Qian's mood gradually worsened, a drizzle fell from the sky.

"People will die sooner or later, still have to live," Xu Chang'an shook his head, holding her hand, "Once I know in the future, looking back at this conjecture-filled time will still be very beautiful, won't it?"

Yun Qian looked at him for a while, thinking what he said made sense.

Everyone will die, her husband too, but she wouldn't avoid it just because of it because what's important is not the outcome.

Yet...

"Do I seem foolish?" Yun Qian stared at him, "Tell the truth."

She didn't believe Xu Chang'an didn't want to know her secrets.

Clearly when he found a moment of her distraction, he'd ask, even during the moments when she spaced out for "a quarter of an hour," he had asked.

If others knew this opportunistic behavior, surely they'd say he was inhuman.

Yes, Xu Chang'an had even berated himself like that; indeed, he wasn't acting humanely.

"I knew I couldn't hide from you, Miss," Xu Chang'an said, "Of course I want to know, which husband wouldn't want to know when the wife hides secrets for years?"

"Then why... did you lie to me." Yun Qian said, noticeably unhappy.

"Not lying... well, yes." Xu Chang'an sighed softly, "I want so much to know the secret, to the point it keeps me awake, the reason I don't ask isn't fear of disrupting the current comfort, nor cowardice, even not what some might call beautiful nonsense about this time being lovely; the reason is just one."

"What is it?" she asked.

Feeling the breath of Miss so close, Xu Chang'an said calmly: "Because you don't want to say, that's all."

He had used many methods, some could even be said to be despicable, yet he still couldn't pry a single word from her lips... so, after confirming Yun Qian didn't want to say, he seldom asked.

Attempting to forcibly change Miss, this thing he had tried a few times, but didn't want to do anymore.

"I don't want to say, so you don't ask, that's how it is." Yun Qian slightly clutched a bit of Xu Chang'an's clothing, her pitch-black eyes glowed, the good mood congealed into a pool of water, visibly about to overflow.

"Miss is rarely like a child," Xu Chang'an said helplessly, "Are you happy?"

"Very happy," Yun Qian nodded.

Miss's mood improved, even the rain above softened considerably.

"Too sincere." Xu Chang'an sighed, he used to feel pride was troublesome, but Miss being too honest actually made him want to know what a prideful Miss would be like.

Imagine, one day Miss Yun blushing like Gu Qiancheng yet holding his arm and saying: "I hate you most"...

What sort of scene would that be?

It should be the end of the world.

Xu Chang'an felt his daydream was very vivid.

Miss Yun didn't know what was inside her serious husband's head, she continued to ask: "If one day, I want to tell you, you'd want to know, right."

"I want to know now too," Xu Chang'an returned to his senses, clicking his tongue.

"But I don't want to say."

"So I don't ask."

"Oh." Yun Qian pondered for a while, seriously staring at him, "Then... if in the future, I still can't conceive a child, what should be done."

He wants a daughter so much, surely he'd be unhappy.

Previously, the young man's resoluteness, maybe it was because she had no daughter.

Seeing Yun Qian's somewhat pale fingers, Xu Chang'an froze, attempting to ask: "Miss, in the family behind you, isn't there a rule forbidding women to have children, or you're a family Saintess, you can't have children and such?"

Associating with Yun Qian's previous topic, Xu Chang'an drew such a similar conclusion.

"???" Yun Qian had a question mark floating above her head.

"I see, it isn't, I knew it." Xu Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief, then met Yun Qian's gaze.

A wife asking her husband what the standard answer to not being able to conceive a child was.

In ancient times, the answer was naturally cruel because among filial deeds, having no offspring was the greatest unfilial deed.

But Xu Chang'an didn't care about these; he only cared about Miss Yun's thoughts.

This moment wasn't about reassuring Miss she'd certainly conceive, even less about talking about the benefits of cultivation allowing her to have children... because once she asked, the question was already built on the premise of "no matter what she can't conceive."

Explaining too much, it wouldn't ease her heart, instead, she'd feel you want children so much.

Therefore, the standard answer should be telling her, whether or not there are children, he'd like her just the same.

Xu Chang'an thought this way but opened his mouth.

"If there's no daughter, then I'll treat Miss as one."

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