After the encounter at the tavern, Liu Qingluo had fantasized countless times about what she would discuss if she sat with Yun Qian... There were many possible answers, but the most likely one was that she would never have the opportunity to sit with Yun Qian.
Unless Miss Yun takes the initiative.
But the two of them don’t even know each other, why would Yun Qian pay attention to her?
So, she should just watch from afar.
That’s how it should be.
Liu Qingluo raised her head, her gaze not on Yun Qian’s direction, but rather fixed on the water accumulated on the ground far away.
What is Ms. Yun talking about?
Is the scenery here beautiful? Does it have any value for appreciation?
Why doesn’t she understand her meaning?
Even if Liu Qingluo was thoughtful, even in her dreams... She never imagined Yun Qian would ask her such a strange question.
For a moment, Liu Qingluo thought that Yun Qian asking if she liked Xu Chang’an would have been a more normal topic.
Watching Liu Qingluo in a daze, Yun Qian gently nodded and said: "So, you don’t know either?"
"No, sister, let me think about it," Liu Qingluo said.
Miss Yun, who caught Young Master Xu’s affection, surely isn’t a mundane person, she ought to be unique.
When sister asks, she should naturally answer appropriately.
’It’s just a question... just a question...’
Liu Qingluo repeated in her heart several times, reminding herself not to reveal anything undesirable to Miss Yun while answering.
For someone like her, even a few casual words might carry the habits of a courtesan, so she must be cautious.
Liu Qingluo turned back to the scenery, discreetly adjusting her distance, far away from Yun Qian.
Liu Qingluo gazed at Muyu Peak, the faint light casting a shadow on the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye.
Previously, due to inner unrest and knowing this was where Xu Chang’an lived, she had never felt at ease for even a moment.
But now, with Yun Qian’s request, she suddenly realized this was her... first time seriously appreciating the beauty of the Immortal Sect’s landscape.
Is Muyu Peak beautiful?
Though at first glance, the atmosphere here resembles a brothel, it is after all an Immortal Sect.
From here, the view appears to be a narrow sky, with rain falling on the Inner Lake, clouds hidden in mist fading away, and a giant sword of white jade set into the shore rocks, half submerged in water.
The sword seems like it’s meant for women, slender in type, meant to represent... the essence of this place belonging to women.
"Sister, the scenery here is quite beautiful," Liu Qingluo said softly.
"Do you think so?" Yun Qian’s gaze was calm, thinking since Xu Chang’an agrees with the girl, perhaps the scenery truly holds some value.
"Then I shall take a look," Yun Qian said, raising her head to observe the Great Sun.
Liu Qingluo, unable to fully understand Yun Qian, felt a thousand doubts in her heart, but she didn’t voice any of them out loud, instead hesitating for a moment.
As Yun Qian looked up, although it might have been an illusion, the sky darkened, and the sunlight was no longer glaring.
Moreover, the strangest thing was... the discomfort that had been lingering in her lower abdomen vanished.
Ever since awakening some Immortal Talent, according to what people here in the Immortal Sect had told her... the talent should allow her to maintain cultivation at the maximum capacity constantly, initially manifesting as absorption and transformation of Spiritual Qi.
Thus, Liu Qingluo could always feel, a constant flow of so-called Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi moving towards her lower abdomen, towards the place where women nurture children... not precisely painful, more a psychological discomfort for women.
However, ever since she came near Yun Qian, that Spiritual Qi suddenly disappeared.
Is it her excessive nervousness causing a problem with her body?
Liu Qingluo could only think herself somewhat undignified, and knew nothing else.
Yun Qian didn’t pay much attention to it, having a good talent is necessary for Liu Qingluo, but she didn’t like Spiritual Qi invading a girl’s lower abdomen, so in her presence, everything must settle down.
Yun Qian was observing the scenery, soft light falling on her face.
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Liu Qingluo was perceptive.
Alone in the whole world, besides herself, Liu Qingluo liked Xu Chang’an the most, and for that reason, she regarded her differently.
Suddenly, she recalled a phrase.
Li Zhibai seems never to forget about her sisterhood, thus connections like sisters still seemed amusing.
Her husband always wanted her to change her nature, perhaps not be so reclusive, occasionally go out and meet a few friends.
She had the intention to heed his words, yet couldn’t achieve it.
She wouldn’t have sisters, nor was she interested, after all, matters unrelated to Xu Chang’an in her eyes would be just like stars in the sky, indifferent and dispensable.
However... if it relates to Xu Chang’an, it would be different.
The wife-concubine relationship could also be considered sisterhood.
Would her husband like it if she called someone "sister"?
Would he like it if she had sisters because of him?
Yun Qian pondered, touching her forehead, recalling the moment Xu Chang’an reprimanded her once, realizing then... wife and concubine relations wouldn’t be realistic.
Yun Qian uncharacteristically sighed lightly.
If she didn’t use such a relationship to connect herself with the girl, she would never be able to satisfy her husband’s desire for her to meet sisters outside.
Another question arose.
Since Xu Chang’an doesn’t like things like polygamy, why would he transcribe so many books with similar themes?