Yes, Yes! This Is Exactly What I Wanted to See!

Qin Wangchuan looked at her tense jaw and slightly pursed lips, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes.

Far from being afraid, he reached out and naturally put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

"Feel sorry,"

Qin Wangchuan's voice sounded above her head, with a reassuring tone, "There's something I need to take care of."

"I was planning to take you sightseeing properly after I finished dealing with this, but seeing how much you've been looking forward to it these past few days..."

Li Qingluan wasn't really angry. Hearing what he said, she looked up and asked casually:

"What's the matter that's so urgent? Do you need my help?"

I'll explain it to you slowly.

Qin Wangchuan did not answer immediately, but simply put his arm around her and led her forward.

Not far ahead stands the most magnificent and beautiful pavilion in the city, named Star-Embracing Pavilion.

Normally the place is always packed with guests, but today it is unusually quiet— the Qin Clan Divine Son has arrived, and the entire pavilion had been cleared out in advance to prepare for the two of them.

After resting briefly in the Private Room on the top floor, Qin Wangchuan turned to Ye Jianwei quietly to the side. "Has the message been delivered?"

Ye Jianwei nodded respectfully. "It's all arranged."

Qin Wangchuan nodded, a hint of relief crossing his brow.

A battle with Sixth Brother is unavoidable.

Given my Eldest Brother's personality, he will definitely get involved then.

Cloudrest City was the battlefield he had chosen.

At this moment, Li Qingluan also came over after tidying up. Her gaze swept between the two of them, and she asked softly, "What were you talking about just now?"

"Nothing."

Qin Wangchuan stood up and naturally took her hand. "Sixth Brother will be coming over in a few days."

"Let's go for a walk around the streets."

He led her outside, his tone returning to its usual casualness.

"This city is special; it's directly connected to the Lower Realm."

"You've definitely never seen those novelties that came down from the Lower Realm."

The three walked down the bustling street.

Li Qingluan and Qin Wangchuan walked side by side in front, while Ye Jianwei followed a few steps behind, holding an exquisite brocade pouch in her hand, ready to pay for the two in front at any time.

Although it was Qin Clan territory, this was a 'private patrol'.

Ye Jianwei followed the two forward, the Silver Bell hanging from her skirt tinkling softly.

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, it's very rhythmic.

To an ordinary person, the sound of the bell is merely pleasant, but to her, it is the eye through which she perceives the world.

Wherever the sound waves reach, the surrounding scenery will appear in your mind.

After walking a few steps, a strange, sweet fragrance wafted from the street.

Following the aroma, Li Qingluan arrived at a stall, where she was greeted by colorful, cloud-shaped pastries.

"What is this?" she asked.

The stall owner replied that it was a kind of pastry from the Lower Realm, and that they could try it.

She nodded after listening, then picked up a small piece, turned around, and stuffed it into Qin Wangchuan's mouth.

Qin Wangchuan was pondering about his Sixth Brother when a soft, slightly sweet thing was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, and he was stunned for a moment.

He chewed unconsciously, savoring the sweet taste with a hint of floral fragrance, its texture as light and fluffy as if he were holding a cloud.

"How about it?"

Li Qingluan looked at him with sparkling eyes, as if she were the one who had tasted it.

"... good."

Qin Wangchuan swallowed, offering a fair assessment. "It has a floral fragrance."

Li Qingluan was satisfied. She picked up another piece and tasted it herself. Her eyes crinkled into a smile. "It's really good!"

After tasting it, take one serving directly.

Ye Jianwei behind and paid with Spirit Stone.

The serving of pastry wasn't much, and in the blink of an eye, only one piece was left.

Li Qingluan picked up the cloud-like pastry, but instead of putting it in her mouth, she turned to Qin Wangchuan, raised her hand, and spoke in a slightly languid voice:

My hands are so tired.

Qin Wangchuan naturally understood what she meant, a knowing smile flashing in his eyes, and reached out to take it.

He picked up the pastry and naturally brought it to her lips.

Li Qingluan opened her mouth, but didn't bite down immediately. Instead, she leaned forward, and her soft lips accidentally touched his fingertips.

After she finished eating, Qin Wangchuan withdrew his hand, looked at the glistening wet spot on his fingertip, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

He said nothing, but simply wiped his hand naturally on the sleeves of her Immortal Dress.

"Hey! You—" Li Qingluan was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening and couldn't help but exclaim, "Qin Wangchuan!"

"Who wipes their drool on someone else's clothes?!"

Qin Wangchuan replied with a smile, "Anyway, it's not my saliva."

"You're starting to complain?" Li Qingluan said, her gaze already drawn to another stall—a stall filled with sparkling trinkets.

She turned around and grabbed his hand, running towards him.

Ye Jianwei quickly followed, inwardly sighing:

The way the Young Master and young lady interacted was just like that of an ordinary young couple on a leisurely outing.

Li Qingluan picked up a hairpin adorned with pale purple crystals and held it up in her hair, then turned to Qin Wangchuan and asked, "Does this look good?"

"Mm." Qin Wangchuan nodded.

"How about this one?" She switched to a tassel one.

"It looks good too."

Li Qingluan narrowed her eyes. "You didn't look carefully at all."

Qin Wangchuan chuckled and reached for the first one, "This purple one suits you better."

Li Qingluan was finally satisfied and turned to the stall owner, saying, "I'll take both."

"Then what's the point of letting me choose?" Qin Wangchuan asked helplessly, feeling like he'd been tricked.

"It makes sense."

Li Qingluan carefully put away the tassel, then picked up the purple hairpin and played with it in her hand, answering as if it were the most natural thing in the world:

"You like this purple one, so I'll wear it whenever we're together in the future."

"The other one, I like it, I wear it when I'm alone."

As she spoke, she looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "What, you don't think... I would give up what I like just to please you, do you?"

Qin Wangchuan shook his head, seeing the mischievous look in Li Qingluan's eyes:

"I didn't say that."

Li Qingluan then gave a satisfied hum and turned to run briskly towards another stall.

In just half an hour, the innate aloofness and elegance she possessed quietly melted away amidst the bustling city life.

At this moment, Li Qingluan's eyes sparkled with undisguised curiosity and excitement for new and interesting things. She would raise her eyebrows at a unique hairpin and sigh with satisfaction at a piece of sweet and sticky pastry.

Qin Wangchuan followed half a step behind her, and seeing her like this, a soft, confused feeling welled up in his heart.

This is simply the nature of all women in the world.

Is it only when she's with her loved one that she unconsciously reveals such a vibrant, genuine, and even slightly naive side?

Qin Wangchuan didn't know.

But when he saw Li Qingluan turn around and see her bright eyes reflecting his image, he vaguely understood the answer in his heart.

'Probably the latter.'

In the blink of an eye, Li Qingluan stopped in front of the stall again and bought a plate of fresh fruit full of Spiritual Qi.

She held the fruit platter, turned to look at Qin Wangchuan, a playful smile in her eyes, and handed the platter to him.

"Hey me." Gone was the previous subtlety and restraint; it was now so passionate and domineering.

Qin Wangchuan raised an eyebrow at her.

Li Qingluan said confidently, "Being personally fed by the high and mighty Qin Clan Divine Son is a blessing that doesn't come every day."

As she spoke, she slightly opened her mouth, looking as if she were waiting to be fed.

Qin Wangchuan chuckled, picked up a fruit from the plate, and held it to her lips.

Li Qingluan took it in her mouth with satisfaction, gently biting down, the sweet juice spreading in her mouth.

She chewed while laughing indistinctly:

"Hmm, not bad."

"Wouldn't I be at a huge loss then?" Qin Wangchuan smoothly replied, his fingertips still lingering on the soft warmth of her lips. "From now on, I'll have to have the goddess of the Li Clan feed me every day."

"It's not that it's impossible."

Li Qingluan chuckled, her gaze sweeping over the dazzling array of stalls around her.

Qin Wangchuan turned his head and waved to Ye Jianwei, Ye Jianwei behind.