Clam Girl An'an (Bonus 11/76)

Although Qin Yi is a "suspect," he is still a divine messenger and Husband. Yu Feiling only said that he "must not leave Winged Human Island," but never that he was forbidden from seeing anyone. The Clam Girl is the Princess from next door, a distinguished guest who cannot be neglected.

The winged woman guarding the entrance hesitated for a moment before letting the Clam Girl in.

The Clam Girl bypassed the outer passage and looked out through the side corridor. Beyond the railing was the courtyard, where Qin Yi stood quietly by the pool outside the courtyard, his hands behind his back as he gazed at the water.

She didn't go any further, but stood behind a pillar by the corridor, watching quietly.

The Clam Girl knew very well that Qin Yi had been wronged, and feeling a pang of pity, she couldn't help but come to check on him. She had expected to see a scene of sighs and sorrow, and she was even prepared to offer some comfort, but to her surprise, it was not like that at all.

The man in the blue robe was tall and handsome, quiet and refined. His eyes, gazing at the pool, held a thoughtful expression, calm and composed. A slight smile played on his lips, radiating an infectious optimism that made one feel at ease, as if facing any difficulty was no challenge.

He was clearly someone who had just been demoted from a position of divine messenger that everyone respected to a suspect, and was under house arrest here and not allowed to go out. Such a huge change could often cause people to lose their composure, especially when they are wronged, so why was he able to remain so calm and peaceful?

The Clam Girl herself is a very sensitive and withdrawn person. She feels that if it were her, she would probably lock herself in her clam shell and cry her eyes out, and would definitely not be able to laugh. The more she couldn't do it, the more comfortable she felt seeing that smile, and she was even a little envious.

Only with this mindset can one play such a piece of music that evokes the vastness of the sky and the sea New Rain in Empty Mountain.

Qin Yi was lost in thought, gazing at the pool, while the Clam Girl leaned against a pillar watching him. The moment was brief, yet the scene was picturesque. The dog, perched in its ring, longed to call Liusu out of its Wolf Tooth Club to join the fun.

Considering the importance of restoring the Liusu, it's best not to bother it with such trivial matters.

The dog sighed and took a steamed bun, stuffing it into its mouth.

It's cold and tasteless. Without the Liusu, even eating watermelon loses its flavor.

Perhaps the Clam Girl felt she had been spying on someone for a long time, but in reality, it hadn't been long at all, only two or three breaths at most. Although Qin Yi was thinking about something, he wasn't in a meditative state, so he knew as soon as the Clam Girl arrived. He just didn't pay attention at first, thinking that if a guest came to him, she would speak directly. But after waiting for a while without any sound, he became puzzled and couldn't help but turn to look in the direction of the Clam Girl.

The Clam Girl was so frightened that she immediately shrank back and hid behind the pillar, remaining motionless.

Qin Yi was both annoyed and amused. "What are you doing, girl? Didn't you come to visit me? Just say what you want to say, why are you hiding?"

The Clam Girl timidly peeked out, only to see Qin Yi beckon her. "Come and sit down. It's not bad to have someone visit you in prison."

Qin Yi's casual attitude calmed the Clam Girl down a bit; he really was quite charismatic.

The Clam Girl finally emerged from behind the pillar, lifted her skirt, and walked slowly to the edge of the pool.

There was a pavilion by the pond, with a stone table inside—a standard feature of the backyard pond. Qin Yi stepped onto the pavilion, placed wine cups on the stone table, and laughed, "I have a Poetry Wine Drifting and Wine' that I can never finish, and I always feel it's insincere to use it to entertain guests. But now I've suddenly discovered it has another advantage."

The Clam Girl sat opposite him, watching curiously as he poured the wine. "What's in it for you?"

"Naturally, it turned into aged wine..." Qin Yi shook the gourd. "Ten years old."

The Clam Girl couldn't help but chuckle.

Qin Yi said, "You have a pretty smile, why do you hide in your shell all day?"

She was indeed quite beautiful, unlike any woman Qin Yi had ever seen before... Of course, this kind of delicate, timid appearance, as if she would shrink back into a clam at the slightest glare, didn't exist in the martial world. Perhaps some young ladies from mortal families did... Qin Yi truly hadn't expected to see such a person on the path to immortality; it could only be said that their race had rather peculiar characteristics. Their cultivation was never the same as that of Daoism or similar schools; they belonged to the category of Demon Cultivator.

"She is the Realm of Radiant Sunshine" is a slip of the tongue that I've gotten used to saying... What I should really say is that she is the Myriad Manifestations.

Having grown accustomed to blooming peonies, thorny roses, and plum blossoms braving the snow... it's rare to see this delicate little flower hiding shyly in the corner, offering a unique and beautiful sight.

The Clam Girl is mustering her courage to retort, "This is a clam shell! Not a tortoise shell!"

Qin Yi leaned back, looked him over for a moment, and laughed, "Are you a razor clam?"

The Clam Girl's eyes widened. "I am a clam!"

"What's so great?"

"A clam is a clam," the Clam Girl retorted urgently. "I'm not some classified species; I'm the collective name for all clam species in the world. You can call me the Emperor Clam!"

"Pfft..." Qin Yi spat out the wine he had just taken a sip of. "You, a king clam, a pillar clam, you're more like..."

"You!" The Clam Girl blushed with anxiety.

Qin Yi coughed a few times, waved his hand, and laughed, "That's strange. You usually hide in your shell when someone's watching you, so why are you arguing back with me so fiercely?"

The Clam Girl was taken aback, and also found it strange.

Perhaps it's because this person is too peaceful, giving off a reassuring atmosphere?

Qin Yi shook his head and smiled, "It's a good thing that Gu Shuanglin didn't target you. Being too easily fooled by people's appearances can be deadly, little sister."

"I'm not young anymore," the Clam Girl muttered. "I'm five hundred years old."

Qin Yi rubbed his forehead.

Yu Shang, that idiot, is also 500 years old, and so are you. There are four idiots here.

"Alright, I know that for you Sea Clan, five hundred years old means eight years old." Qin Yi poured her a cup of wine. "Can you drink?"

The Clam Girl angrily grabbed the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then put the glass down without any further reaction.

Qin Yi leaned back again.

Poetry Wine Drifting isn't a very strong liquor, but the fact that she had no reaction after such a sip shows she has a high tolerance. A sea creature... perhaps they're just too compatible with water, drinking alcohol like water?

Seeing that the Clam Girl's attitude was at least not hesitant, Qin Yi finally asked, "By the way, what's your name? I haven't asked you yet."

"My name is An'an, An as in peace."

"Hmm..." Qin Yi felt that this might reveal a bit of the helplessness of the Clam Clan.

A powerful and wealthy race naming their Princess, whose bloodline is the best, An... doesn't that imply a lack of security?

She often hides in clam shells. Besides being a clam's natural instinct to close its shell when touched, could it also be a reflection of a deep-seated insecurity, finding peace of mind only when hiding in its shell or in a castle?

Actually, she's not that stuttering by nature; at least she speaks quite normally to me right now.

"Alright, Miss An'an." Qin Yi poured her another glass of wine. "What brings you to visit me, a suspect under house arrest?"

"No..." An'an hesitated for a moment before saying, "I originally came to comfort you, but I didn't expect you State of Mind be so magnanimous. I was just being An'an."

Qin Yi gave her a half-smile, "Why do you think I need comforting, instead of... thinking I'm someone to be doubted?"

An'an's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly covered it up. "Sir, you speak your mind indirectly, you are not that kind of person."

After saying that, I was so cold that my back was almost soaked with cold sweat.

Why are these people able to react so quickly with just a few words? Their originally peaceful eyes suddenly turned into sharp swords. The Princess, who had spent her whole life hiding in her shell, really felt that they were all living beings in the world, so how could there be such a big difference between them?

"Oh." Qin Yi didn't press further, becoming more amiable again, and smiled, "So, Miss An'an actually still wants to learn flute music?"

"Yes, yes." An'an breathed a sigh of relief, "An'an greatly admires your musical skills, sir..."

Qin Yi smiled and said, "It would be best if the last three words were not said."

"Huh?" An'an was stunned for a moment, and it took her two mental steps to realize what Qin Yi meant. He was flirting!

Her pretty face instantly turned bright red, reaching her ears. "You, you..."

"Look, can you tell how vulgar I am from my attempts to express my feelings through innuendo?" Qin Yi chuckled. "Young lady, to be honest, not only is such innuendo unreliable, but even the legendary Auspicious Beast may not be as true as the rumors say. For your own sake and for the sake of your clan, it's best not to trust others too easily."

An'an's heart was about to jump out of her throat.

What does he mean by that?