After taking a sip of porridge and a bite of a steamed bun, Li Qianxia started talking to Chunhuang.
"Sister Chunhuang, is your hair dyed?"
"Once, while meditating on 'Riding the Clouds and Mist,' I lost my way. When I woke up, my hair had turned completely white."
"Wow, that's dangerous, but it's so beautiful, just like snow!"
"I think so too," Chunhuang replied with a smile, lazily picking up his coffee.
With a gentle puff of her sensual lips, steam rises from the coffee.
Li Qianxia felt that she was being bewitched again, and couldn't help but envy her appearance and temperament at this moment.
Those female celebrities, regardless of their background, will deliberately learn etiquette after they become famous, in order to make themselves appear elegant and intellectual. Chunhuang herself is an example of etiquette, and her every move is a model for etiquette classes.
Compared to her, Yang Qinglan was simply natural, everything about her was pleasing to the eye and captivating, yet she did not arouse jealousy or envy, because that was something that could not be learned, but rather a quality that a person was born with.
"By the way, Sister Chunhuang, you've been collecting visualization techniques. How many do you have now?" Li Qianxia was secretly on guard, but remained outwardly calm.
Chunhuang put down her steaming coffee cup, rested her chin on her hand, and stared at Li Qianxia's pretty face.
"What's in it for me to tell you?" she said with a smile, her eyes sparkling like pools of spring water.
Li Qianxia's throat felt a little dry.
“Qianxia,” Li Changzhou said, “eat well.”
"Oh." Li Qianxia picked up her milk and took a sip.
She tried her best not to think about the Spring Emperor.
The cows in the Honey Pot World are pregnant. They won't get sick even if you don't milk them for a while. Once this dungeon ends, you'll be able to see the calves.
The best option is a cow, as cows can stay with them for a long time, while bulls can only be eaten.
If the Spring Emperor became my sister-in-law, wouldn't I have absolutely nothing to fear from her...? Pshaw!
Li Qianxia stopped her thoughts from veering off course again.
She herself doesn't like a woman with Chunhuang's personality, and she knows that her brother definitely wouldn't like her either.
The brother and sister had talked about it. The older brother was a inferior man who had been eliminated by the times and had a serious obsession with virginity (only she was allowed to say this).
She had also talked with Qinglan, and this fairy-like female bookstore owner's view on love was love at first sight (which could also be replaced with love that grows over time), and then remaining faithful to one person until the end.
Although they say different things, these two are the same kind of people, and Li Qianxia feels that there is no one in the world more compatible with them.
Even if someone like Chunhuang is beautiful, she still feels that she is not good enough for her brother.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Chunhuang tapped the coffee cup lightly with his fingers, and the steam seemed to thin out a little in an instant.
She spoke up first: "There are three in total, 'Soaring Through the Clouds,' 'Dense Shadows,'..."
Li Qianxia was listening intently when Chunhuang suddenly stopped. Following her gaze, she saw her brother, who was sitting in the middle of the long table, chatting with Yang Qinglan.
The voice was very soft, but who were the other people present besides the maid? How could they not hear it?
"...The milk you squeezed doesn't taste as good."
Yang Qinglan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Whether it tastes good or not is the cow's problem, it has nothing to do with whether I milked it or not."
"No, it must be related. Otherwise, why would there be virgins picking tea leaves with their mouths, witches chewing wine with their mouths, and peasant women stomping grapes? Women's bodies are more beautiful than men's, and the bodies of beautiful young girls are the best. So it must be because you squeezed the milk yourself that the milk tastes so good."
"Have you ever drunk tea leaves picked by a virgin with her mouth?"
"I've heard of it."
"You drank the shrine maiden's kuchikami sake?"
"Hmm...it's a bit disgusting, unless, cough."
"Grapes trampled by a peasant woman?"
"The thought of this makes me never want to drink wine again."
"How do you know that the vegetable leaves they picked, the kuchikami (chewed sake), and the wine they drank were better if they hadn't even tasted anything?"
"Anyway, anyway, the milk here doesn't taste as good as the milk you squeeze."
Yang Qinglan smiled, then couldn't help but sigh, and handed him the steamed bun that had been dipped in too much vinegar and chili because of talking.
Li Qianxia heard Chunhuang whisper in her ear: "Your brother is laughing like a dog."
“…” Li Qianxia took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing her ‘empathy’, “That’s deep affection!”
"Still a virgin, right?"
"My brother is very innocent."
"Never been in a relationship, never even held a girl's hand?"
"...maintaining a clean and virtuous character."
"Oh—" Emperor Chun nodded.
"Hmm?" Li Qianxia looked at her in confusion, but she didn't sense any contempt or mockery from her tone and attitude.
She was looking at Li Changzhou thoughtfully.
Suddenly, the Spring Emperor turned his face and beckoned to Li Qianxia with his finger. Before Li Qianxia could react, she had already leaned against him.
Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!
"What I said last night was true. As long as you get my heart and my body, you can have an S-class Instinct King, but there are some prerequisites."
"What?" Li Qianxia asked subconsciously.
"With three thousand beauties in the imperial harem, all the emperor's favor is bestowed upon one—only a virgin is qualified, and moreover..."
At this point, the Spring Emperor glanced at Yang Qinglan, who was having a "sweet" breakfast with Li Changzhou and was completely unaware of what was happening here.
The steam in the coffee cup thinned out a little more.
"Just like that woman said, a king can only become king without the approval of his concubines, so this person, besides being a virgin, didn't have love—do you understand what I mean by 'love'?"
"I think... I roughly understand." Li Qianxia blushed slightly.
"Very good, except that he must be a virgin, not share his love with others, and cannot be bewitched by my favorite concubine."
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