Chapter 298: 0191 The Sunset Is Not Pretty (Two-in-One)

What is love and affection?

For Miss Yun, it is undoubtedly a feeling that surpasses “like,” something she aspires to pursue.

Because it is important, she seriously contemplates its underlying meaning, even reaching the bizarre conclusion that “this can also be considered love and affection” from the close relationship between Xu Xiaohua and Xu Chang’an.

But this time, Xu Chang’an clearly knew what the girl wanted, yet had no intention of explaining it.

This made Yun Qian even more concerned about the meaning of the words love and affection.

And this is precisely what Xu Chang’an wanted to see.

Unlike “a branch of a red apricot tree leans over the garden wall” or “Madam,” Xu Chang’an was pleased to see the girl interested in love and affection, just as he was happy to see Miss Yun learn how to feel jealous.

So, he would use time to show Yun Qian the difference between love and affection, because sometimes there’s no need to distinguish these feelings so clearly.

Touching Yun Qian’s earlobe was an act of affection, being able to resist teasing the girl was not love, but it was a form of respect.

However, as her husband, deliberately arousing Yun Qian’s curiosity and pretending to be a mischievous bully was ultimately a very bad thing to do.

So, he needed to give the girl some comfort.

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At the Celestial Bright Peak North Garden, it was getting late, and the glaring sun, which seemed out of place in many ways, could finally escape this dreadful place.

Tomorrow, it would be replaced by a normal sun.

At this time, in the eyes of the cultivators, although they could feel that today’s sunset was much faster than usual, they could never imagine how strongly the “Great Sun” wished to escape.

There was nothing they could do, as throughout history, not a single being could remain calm after hearing the words “after this, the sun can no longer be directly viewed” from a girl’s mouth.

The rising sun is beautiful.

Afterwards, it becomes glaring, unbearable to gaze directly upon.

To clearly see it again would be at sunset.

Now it was sunset, yet few people were in the mood to enjoy the view.

Muyu Peak was unexpectedly quiet, perhaps because Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian left Muyu Peak in front of everyone, or perhaps because the girls had exhausted themselves during the earlier downpour.

So, at this time, the girls who usually did not like noise, and preferred tranquility, stepped out of their rooms.

Wen Li walked on the path wearing a snow mink cloak with a gold-threaded edge, holding a black umbrella dotted with pear blossoms, her dark fringe tucked to the side, exposing her deep eyes.

Normally, she wouldn’t use a cloak when going out because she never felt cold.

Today, without thinking, she used a cloak.

“Why… is that?” A trace of doubt flashed in Wen Li’s eyes.

She walked to the entrance of Xu Chang’an’s courtyard, paused, and gently reached her hand toward the courtyard.

A silver light flashed, and a cat appeared in her embrace.

Xiaohua slept soundly, perhaps because it was wrapped in a piece of clothing, and the scent on the clothing gave it immense comfort.

“Little brother… truly spoils you.”

Wen Li looked at the piece of clothing wrapping the Li Hua cat, a garment she was very familiar with, and saw a few thumb-sized Spirit Fruits left inside, shaking her head.

In the end, she didn’t take Xiaohua away but returned it to Xu Chang’an’s place.

Strictly speaking, she didn’t have the qualification to reprimand Xiaohua, as the other was one with her in essence, fundamentally no different.

It could be said to be sisters, even mother and daughter, which is not without reason.

As she attributed all the “sins” on her body to a Demon Race being, Wen Li felt more guilt towards this little creature.

It wasn’t entirely to shirk responsibility.

Before she started her cultivation, much of her slaughter was indeed influenced by the Half-Demon lineage.

“…”

What was the reason she first found her little brother to be different, wanting to interact with him?

Perhaps it was because even after learning that the Li Hua cat was a Demon Race being picked up with an unknown background, Xu Chang’an showed no innate malice towards it.

Or maybe he was genuinely a considerate Steward.

“…”

After sending Xiaohua away, Wen Li thought of the clothing wrapping Xiaohua, tightening the snow mink cloak around her, yet she still couldn’t cover the strong masculine scent from Xiaohua and the inexplicable comfort and warmth it brought.

Wen Li finally realized why she absolutely had to find the mink cloak with gold-thread she hadn’t worn before when going out today.

She blinked.

Thinking of something.

If she was to take the clothes off Li Hua now and put it on the Pear Blossoms, what would happen?

Only thinking about it.

Wen Li was about to leave, but suddenly froze.

Because she saw a woman standing in front of the little slope in Xu Chang’an’s backyard, “coveting” the fruits in the courtyard. And this woman’s identity… surprised, even shocked her.

“Li… Master Li?” Wen Li tried calling out.

“Hmm?” Li Zhibai frowned, moved her gaze from the fruit trees in Xu Chang’an’s backyard, and then saw Wen Li.

Li Zhibai was also taken aback.

Because she almost didn’t recognize Wen Li. After all, like Xu Chang’an, she had only taught Wen Li for half a year when she first started cultivation and was laying her foundation.

But…

Is this girl the Wen Li she remembers?

Does Wen Li wear dresses?

Li Zhibai’s gaze swept over the red ribbon in Wen Li’s hair, the black dress vaguely shown beneath her snowy cloak, and said rather strangely, “Wen’Er?”