"Fu'er, why did you come to Qianqian's place without saying a word?"
As Xuan Xingchen turned around, he happened to catch a glimpse of Mu Fuqu, who was about to return to the house with Xuan Fengqian, so he called out to her repeatedly.
Mu Fuqu ignored Xuan Xingchen's words and dragged Xuan Fengqian into the inner room.
"Fu'er, there's a limit to being willful, isn't there? Do you know how long I've been looking for you all night?" Xuan Xingchen said, slightly annoyed, not understanding the situation.
"What do you want with me? Didn't you say that I'm far inferior to Qingwu?"
Mu Fuqu slammed the door shut, her voice choked with sobs, and said, "Go away! I don't want to see you right now, you're annoying!"
"Go if you want, but don't regret it."
Xuan Xingchen was seething with anger. He couldn't understand why Mu Fuqu was treating him this way. Since marrying her, when had he ever given another woman a second glance?
Minor squabbles are one thing, but today he actually argued with him in front of all the immortals. Doesn't he have any pride?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. For the first time ever, he didn't stay to coax her and strode away.
Xuan Fengqian peered through the thin lattice paper at Xuan Xingchen, who was now storming off in a fit of rage outside the door. Then she looked at Mu Fuqu, who was weeping uncontrollably inside the room, and asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, what exactly happened?"
Mu Fuqu sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "After I married him, we almost never had any conflicts. But somehow, everything changed after Qingwu came."
"Who is Qingwu? What is her background?"
“A month ago, when I was helping your brother arrange the stars on Mount Sumeru, we encountered Qingwu, who was being driven to desperation by a mountain demon. I had him do everything in his power to save her. After that, I originally planned to have your brother send her home, but she said that her parents had both died, and all that remained in her home were her mercenary uncle and her sharp-tongued sister-in-law who had once wanted to marry her off to the mountain demon. Seeing how pitiful she was, I took it upon myself to keep her by my side.”
Xuan Feng glanced at Mu Fuqu, who was crying even harder, and repeatedly comforted her, "Sister-in-law, in my opinion, you've probably misunderstood your brother. He only has eyes for you, how could he so easily fall for someone else?"
Mu Fuqu cried like a baby, sobbing as she said, "You have no idea how outrageous your brother is! He actually took advantage of my absence and had someone bring her into his study, and even made her perform a solo dance for him."
Did you ask your brother yourself?
"Seeing is believing. I've caught him red-handed, what excuse can he possibly offer?"
Xuan Fengqian always felt that Xuan Xingchen was not the kind of person who would not be faithful in love.
Despite Mu Fuqu's seemingly well-founded argument, she still tried her best to defend Xuan Xingchen, saying, "What if you really misunderstood? In my opinion, my brother has no idea what happened. Otherwise, why would he have left without saying a word?"
Hearing this, Mu Fuqu looked even more upset. "He didn't say a word? He said it himself, he's leaving me, he's going to go to another woman's arms!"
"I think that was just something he said in anger?"
Xuanfeng gently comforted Mu Fuqu, who was extremely agitated, and suddenly the image of her arguing with Leng Ye flashed into her mind.
Before this, she couldn't understand why Leng Ye always refused to speak clearly to her, and would pretend to be mute after saying only a few words.
Now, after witnessing Mu Fuqu interpret every word Xuan Xingchen said a hundred or eighty times, she finally began to understand Leng Ye.
It turns out that when she was angry, Leng Ye didn't mean to ignore her. Perhaps he just didn't want to add fuel to the fire, which is why he remained silent.
Knock knock knock—
A moment later, a clear, melodious voice, like the tinkling of silver bells, suddenly rang out from outside, "Your Highness, are you inside? His Highness ordered me to make you some black chicken soup. Do you have an appetite now?"
Before she could finish speaking, Xuan Fengqian saw an ethereal fairy woman, carrying a tray in one hand, enter with a smile.
Seeing this, Mu Fuqu turned around without changing her expression, hastily wiping away the tears on her face, her words filled with displeasure, "Who let you in?"
Qingwu walked to the food table and placed the tray steadily on it. Then she brought the steaming black chicken soup to Mu Fuqu and said, "Your Highness, please drink it while it's hot. His Highness said that you are severely deficient in qi and blood and need to replenish it properly."
"Let's leave it for now, I don't want to drink it."
Mu Fuqu spoke calmly, seemingly regaining her usual composed and dignified demeanor.
Qingwu nodded slightly, then placed the fish head soup on the tray in front of Xuanfeng Qian. "I thought that the princess had suffered a lot recently, so I specially made you a yam and pork rib soup that has the effect of calming and nourishing the fetus."
Thank you.
Xuanfeng smiled faintly and casually said thank you.
"It was nothing at all. If Your Highness likes it, I'll make you some soup again tomorrow," Qingwu said respectfully, her eyes lowered.
"No need. Qianqian has a pure immortal body; drinking these things won't do her much good." Mu Fuqu abruptly interrupted Qingwu, directly refusing on behalf of Xuanfeng Qian.
The reason for doing this was not because they were worried that Xuan Fengqian would be bought off by Qingwu, who was good at flattery.
She was just a little worried that the scheming Qingwu might secretly sabotage things and do something detrimental to the fetus in Xuanfengqian's womb.
Seeing Mu Fuqu's words, Qingwu was not angry. Instead, she apologized to Xuanfeng in a gentle voice.
"I'm sorry, I thought that whether it was a fairy or a mortal, anyone who was pregnant had to eat some nourishing foods."
Xuan Feng glanced at Qing Wu, who remained expressionless, and a sense of wariness suddenly arose in his heart. "Your name is Qing Wu?"
"yes."
Qingwu nodded and responded in a soft voice.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that you look a bit like an old friend." Xuan Feng glanced at Qing Wu's pretty face, and the image of Xuan Qian Ning suddenly appeared in his mind.
To be fair, in terms of appearance, Qingwu is not even one-tenth as beautiful as Xuan Qianning.
However, Qingwu's posture and demeanor do indeed resemble Xuan Qianning's.
They look alike when they smile, when they furrow their brows slightly, and even the way they look at each other is almost identical.
"Qianqian, you must have mistaken her for someone else, right? Before this, Qingwu lived at the foot of Mount Sumeru and never left Mount Sumeru. You've never been to Mount Sumeru, so how could you have seen her?" Mu Fuqu stared at Qingwu for a long time, but no matter how she looked at her, she couldn't figure her out.
"Sister-in-law is right. It seems my memory is faulty." Xuan Feng smiled faintly, replying indifferently.
Upon hearing Xuan Fengqian's words, Qingwu became extremely nervous. She had thought she had hidden it well enough, but she hadn't expected Xuan Fengqian's intuition to be so terrifying!
To completely dispel Xuan Fengqian's doubts, Qingwu suddenly smiled, appearing sincere and earnest. "Princess, to be honest, from the first moment I saw you, I felt a strange sense of familiarity. I suppose this is fate that was destined in the dark."
Xuanfeng smiled but said nothing, casually picked up the teacup on the table, and absentmindedly sipped the tea from the young couple's cups.
Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of what looked like burn marks on the back of Qingwu's hand out of the corner of her eye, and asked, "What happened to your hand?"
"fine."
Qingwu subconsciously withdrew her hand and explained softly, "I accidentally burned my hand with hot soup while I was making soup. Don't worry, Your Highness, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Is that so?"
Xuan Fengqian felt that her hands looked as if they had been burned by a raging fire, and her suspicions arose again.
The next instant, she suddenly grabbed Qingwu's wrist, subtly probing her immortal cultivation level.
Qingwu's brow twitched wildly; she hadn't expected Xuan Fengqian to pull such a stunt. Fortunately, she no longer possessed the power of the Blood Demon, making her as vulnerable as any ordinary rogue immortal.
Thinking of this, Qingwu finally mustered up the courage to ask Xuanfeng Qian, "Princess, what's wrong?"
"nothing."
Xuan Fengqian confirmed repeatedly that Qingwu's body was as fragile as an ordinary person's, and even her affinity for immortality was extremely weak, before he awkwardly withdrew his hand.
Qingwu realized that Xuan Fengqian had completely dispelled his doubts and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, she knew that Xuan Fengqian was extremely meticulous and dared not be careless at this critical juncture.
"Your Highness, Princess, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
As soon as Qingwu finished speaking, she hurriedly retreated to avoid Xuanfeng Qian noticing that something was amiss.
As soon as she left, Mu Fuqu's tears flowed again.
"That bastard Xuan Xingchen! I'm so angry!"
"Sister-in-law, your emotional control is truly amazing."
Upon seeing this, Xuanfeng Qian couldn't help but chuckle.
She never expected that Mu Fuqu, who was chatting and laughing with her just a moment ago, would suddenly become a little crybaby with tears streaming down her face.
Mu Fuqu said angrily, "Don't be fooled by your brother's gentle and harmless appearance. In reality, he's very cunning! Right now, he had Qingwu bring me some black chicken soup, claiming it's to replenish qi and blood, help with pregnancy, but actually he's making fun of my inability to get pregnant."
Seeing that Mu Fuqu was still angry, Xuanfeng thought to himself that perhaps only after she had vented her anger and calmed down would she be able to calm down.
Thinking of this, Xuan Fengqian simply stopped trying to persuade her and instead joined in on criticizing Xuan Xingchen, saying, "Sister-in-law is right."
Hearing this, Mu Fuqu became even more excited. She stared longingly at the door, her little mouth chattering incessantly, "Xuan Xingchen, that heartless bastard, he's really gone too far! It's been half a day, and he still hasn't come to apologize."
“Exactly! There’s no one in the world more outrageous than him. To neglect his delicate and beautiful wife like that is truly unforgivable.” Xuan Fengqian echoed.
"What delicate and pampered little wife? Your brother has found a new lover, he doesn't care about me anymore."
Mu Fuqu's tears came suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, she had soaked several handkerchiefs.
Xuan Fengqian glanced silently at the tall figure by the window. Seeing that he remained motionless for a long time, she grew angry. "Sister-in-law, in my opinion, you should marry someone else. A man like that is unreliable."
“Remarry? There’s no way I’ll ever remarry in this lifetime. Your brother may be a bit unreliable, but I just love him, hopelessly so.” Mu Fuqu shook her head repeatedly, speaking with particular seriousness and deliberation.
Upon hearing Mu Fuqu's words, Xuan Xingchen, who had been standing quietly outside the window, could no longer contain himself and rushed to her side in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, he was slightly tipsy, smelled strongly of alcohol, and even his steps seemed a little unsteady.
Mu Fuqu glared at him with a hint of resentment, her voice choked with sobs, "Xuan Xingchen, you heartless and ungrateful bastard! You made me so angry that I cried my eyes out and almost died on the spot. And you, instead of trying to comfort me, you don't even bother to do so."
"I…"
Xuanxing felt a lump in his throat, and for a moment he didn't know how to explain it.
Lately, he had keenly noticed that Mu Fuqu had become increasingly irritable and easily angered. He had initially thought that, as Qingwu had said, Mu Fuqu's constant disdain for him was simply because she had taken a liking to another man.
It wasn't until he heard Mu Fuqu's words with his own ears that he realized he had completely misunderstood her.
"It's my fault."
After a moment of hesitation, Xuan Xingchen spoke first, sincerely apologizing.
"Of course it's your fault. You're the one who made the mistake, yet you brazenly abandoned me to go out drinking and having fun. Tell me, do you think your despicable behavior is worthy of the tears I just shed?"
"Fool, how can I have fun without you by my side?"
Xuan Xingchen felt a pang of heartache when he saw her eyes, which were swollen like almond kernels.
He gently kissed her slightly flushed eyelids and patiently explained in a deep voice, "There really is nothing between Qingwu and me. I have no idea how she got into the study or why she suddenly started dancing. I was just resting in the study for a while and didn't see any of what you're talking about."
What's the story behind black chicken soup?
“I really don’t know. Maybe she just meant well and didn’t want us to keep arguing, so she took it upon herself to make soup for you.”
Xuan Xing was kind-hearted and never assumed malicious intent towards others. Therefore, he naturally found a reasonable explanation for Qing Wu's strange behavior.
"Let's leave it at that this time. If there's a next time, you'll have to deal with it yourself."
Mu Fuqu only wanted an explanation from Xuan Xingchen. Since he patiently explained the whole story, she quickly calmed down.
Xuan Fengqian hadn't intended to disturb them, but seeing the two of them embracing and eventually climbing onto her bed, she had no choice but to cough lightly and ask, "Have you mistaken this bed for yours?"
Mu Fuqu suddenly came to her senses, covered her cheeks shyly, and ran out of Xuan Fengqian's boudoir.
Seeing Mu Fuqu's appearance, Xuan Xingchen quickly followed her out of Qingfeng Palace...
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Several hours later, when Leng Ye sneaked into Qingfeng Palace in the dark, Xuan Fengqian was nowhere to be seen.
He stared at the empty bed and panicked instantly.
Just as he was about to turn around and ask Qi Yuan for an explanation, Xuan Fengqian suddenly stood silently behind him and asked abruptly, "Why did you take so long?"
"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Having witnessed Mu Fuqu and Xuan Xing's intimate moments together, Xuan Fengqian felt somewhat uneasy seeing Leng Ye's restraint. "Didn't I tell you to come back as soon as possible? Why did it take you three hours to return? Do you know that you almost lost me forever?"
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