Chapter 292: 0188 Girl and Li Hua (Two in One)_2

The wooden longsword hangs on the wall, with a brand new cushion below it.

“What happened to my room?” Xu Chang’an asked, puzzled.

“The arrangement here… it looks a bit like…” Yun Qian frowned.

“Like how Mr. Sword Hall arranges his main hall, right?” Xu Chang’an had no intention of hiding anything. “I originally replicated sir’s room, but now…”

Xu Chang’an sighed.

Li Zhibai’s room had completely changed to accommodate Miss Yun.

He was really quite unabashed, fully confident in his understanding of Yun Qian with no intention of hiding anything.

Would any usual man tell his wife that his room is a replica of another woman’s room?

“Is this what you’d call a red herring?” Yun Qian suddenly said.

“?”

A question mark practically flew over Xu Chang’an’s head as he looked at Yun Qian’s earnest expression, feeling a headache coming on.

Gritting his teeth.

It’s over.

Yun Qian actually started to care about this “red herring” business, just as she had begun to care about having a daughter back then.

How could Xu Chang’an not know that it was because his nervous reaction upon hearing that term piqued Yun Qian’s interest? If he had remained calmer before, the girl would probably have forgotten all about any apricot trees by now.

What drew Yun Qian wasn’t the red herring, but his reaction.

Realizing this, Xu Chang’an was filled with regret, deep regret.

“Miss, I assure you, there’s no red herring at all.” Xu Chang’an tried hard to keep his reaction normal, hoping desperately not to inadvertently reignite Yun Qian’s curiosity.

“I was just saying it casually.”

Indeed, once Xu Chang’an began properly answering her questions without evasion, Yun Qian, unable to see his “embarrassment,” became much more normal. She wrapped one arm around Xu Chang’an’s arm and, with the other, pointed at the cushion on the floor: “Why doesn’t this room have a bed?”

“I used to live here alone, and at night, I would meditate and rest, so I didn’t need a bed,” Xu Chang’an explained.

Yun Qian raised her eyebrows slightly: “No bed, where will we sleep?”

“It’s still daytime now.” Xu Chang’an blinked more frequently: “We’re meeting with sir tonight.”

Upon hearing this, Yun Qian turned her head to give Xu Chang’an a serious look and said, “I mean, when I come to live here in the future, where will I sleep?”

“… I’ll make arrangements then,” Xu Chang’an quickly replied, showing no sign of his previous misunderstanding.

He couldn’t help it because the matter with the red herring made him think about Miss Yun wanting children, wanting children… so his mind couldn’t quite catch up instantly.

“Alright,” Yun Qian nodded, then yawned: “I’m a bit tired.”

“Sit down and rest…” Xu Chang’an began to say, but seeing the low cushion on the floor, swallowed the latter half of his sentence.

Why hadn’t he arranged for any furniture before?

“Miss, the cushion is quite soft too.”

“You go ahead.”

“I’ll be back soon, Miss, please hold on a bit.”

Watching Xu Chang’an as he left almost in a hurry, Yun Qian’s lips curled up.

Would she dislike this cushion?

Of course not.

“More than a year… just sitting here.” Yun Qian lifted her skirt, squatting down, and gently poked the cushion on the floor, resisting the urge to pick it up.

Yun Qian raised her skirt a bit higher again, then sat on the cushion.

She had already asked her husband for a longsword; a lady should learn to be content and not overly greedy… so she refrained from taking the cushion for now.

After all, if she took the cushion, where would Xu Chang’an sit in the future?

While pondering, Yun Qian heard a noise. She stood up and walked to the door, only to meet eyes with a tabby cat who was climbing the wall, just about to jump over.

By now, only a drizzle remained from the rain, and the cat’s fur carried a bit of moisture.

Xiaohua: “…”

Li Hua lay on the wall, its two hind legs hanging down, and upon seeing Yun Qian, it seemed shocked for a moment in a very human-like manner. Its hind legs slipped, and with a “thud,” it fell to the ground.

The kitten rolled over on the ground, looking at Yun Qian warily.

Yun Qian’s expression remained calm as she took a few steps forward, thinking this must be the “Xiaohua” Xu Chang’an had mentioned to her numerous times.

In the stunned gaze of the tabby cat, Yun Qian pinched its head and lifted it off the ground.

The tabby cat looked at her face up close, its body frozen as if it was held immobile by something, unable to move a muscle.

Perhaps it’s because it was the first time seeing a woman in Xu Chang’an’s room?

Nonetheless, being held by Yun Qian made it instinctively uncomfortable. Its cat legs kicked twice and, in the blink of an eye, it was held at Yun Qian’s eye level, staring face to face.

“Xiaohua?” Yun Qian softly said, “Is it pear blossom or Li Hua…”

This statement was quite odd, but the tabby understood and let out a meow, as if to distinguish itself from the bad woman surnamed Wen.

It didn’t recognize Yun Qian, and since it belonged to the Demon Race, its fierceness suddenly showed. Sharp teeth exposed to the air, its body writhed violently, attempting to bite Yun Qian’s wrist to force her to let it down.

“Don’t move,” Yun Qian frowned. “I’m about to lose grip on you.”

Listening to Yun Qian, the tabby suddenly calmed down, allowing her to hold its head and carry it into the room. However, if looked into carefully… the cat’s eyes were full of fear.

“…”

Xiaohua trembled, wondering how in its favorite courtyard appeared someone even scarier than Wen Li.

It had clearly come looking for fun, thinking Xu Chang’an was back.