Chapter 1667: Chapter 1647:
"By the way, why are you here? When you’re waiting, you should be in the south, right? Isn’t the southern gate called the Vermilion Bird Gate?" Qhianqhian said excitedly, "Speaking of the Black Tortoise Gate, does it subconsciously remind you of Li Shimin?"
"Exactly, exactly," He Wenyu nodded repeatedly, "The southern gate is indeed called the Vermilion Bird Gate, but I thought we’d be better off together, so we came over to wait for you. You wouldn’t know, from the town’s south Vermilion Bird Gate to the north Black Tortoise Gate, you have to take a flying beast, and it takes a full day and night to fly."
"Flying beast? Flying chicken?" Qhianqhian asked, puzzled, looking at He Wenyu.
"No... it’s smaller, a bird that flies very fast, can only hold ten people," He Wenyu quickly shook his head.
Qhianqhian thoughtfully looked at the sky, indeed a way to save manpower. If this distance were walked by people, it would probably take quite some time, wouldn’t it?
"It’s pretty good, didn’t you learn something new? Nuannuan even asked about you. She’s weaning now," Qhianqhian said, then mentioned the Nine Heavens Pavilion to He Wenyu, diverting her attention.
He Wenyu was slightly surprised when hearing about Yu Qian, "But, someone like that, joining a comic convention wouldn’t even need makeup, right? Comes with cute attributes!"
"Makes sense..." Qhianqhian inexplicably nodded in agreement with He Wenyu’s words. After speaking, she glanced at the three men beside her, moved closer to He Wenyu, and asked, "Actually, rather than those things, I want to say, An Hao has become quite mature, really sensible, even protects me now."
He Wenyu inexplicably gave Qhianqhian a sidelong look, stayed silent for a moment, "An Hao has been protecting you for a long time, okay? When your grandma and second aunt were speaking ill of you, he was the first to stand up, even if his godmother held him back, he would speak for you."
Qhianqhian was suddenly dumbfounded.
Turns out her brother is really so obedient and sensible. What does she, as this older sister, do to deserve this?
"Moreover, as far as I know, An Hao usually sleeps with pillows taken from your yard," He Wenyu cast a deep glance at Qhianqhian, "An Hao, more than surpassing godfather and godmother’s parental love, is fond of you."
Qhianqhian remained silent, feeling even more distressed upon hearing this.
You know An Hao has spent less time with her than with He Wenyu. What does she, as this older sister, possess that’s worth his fondness?
"It’s your fate, such good fate, brothers care, sisters love, and younger siblings adore," He Wenyu patted Qhianqhian’s shoulder, "I’m jealous of this older sister of yours. What to do?"
"...Should I mention to godfather and godmother, let them consider creating a second baby brother or sister?" Qhianqhian blinked.
He Wenyu was speechless, covered with black lines.
Even though there isn’t any family planning here, wanting to have children is a casual matter, but she still feels it’s a bit hard to accept suddenly having a sibling nearly twenty years younger?
As if sensing He Wenyu’s mood, Qhianqhian pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Actually, such feelings should be discussed with the eldest brother or Royal Families. After all, our experiences are still limited."
"Speaking of which, what about those two prince brothers?" He Wenyu asked, puzzled, looking at Qhianqhian, "Even though I know they won’t come, if you can’t enter the academy here, surviving in Freedom Town is incredibly unimaginable."
"They’re at Forget Worries Tea House, keeping an eye on the beastman duo and helping watch over relatives. By the way, my godmother brought me a little backpack; An Hao is the youngest, so I let him choose first. He picked the brown one, see which of these two you like?" Qhianqhian casually took out the Little Bear backpack her godmother made by hand.
"Haha, obviously my mom’s craft," He Wenyu looked at the brown crimson and gray backpacks and naturally picked up the gray one, "Clearly prepared by my mom, sufficiently low-key."
??? Low-key? This design isn’t low-key at all?
Though, they don’t plan to use it now.
"Nuannuan added member-customized products to various Forget Worries Tea Houses, but ours aren’t there, there’s only small simple items," Qhianqhian shrugged, she didn’t take a copy of the pamphlet.
"You say... wouldn’t it be nice if we open a shop in Freedom Town? After all, a single cup of tea at the town’s gate costs a gold ingot," He Wenyu’s eyes gleamed with light.
Qhianqhian was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.
However, what He Wenyu said seems to make some sense, making money is plentiful here...
Yet, there is danger involved.
"Let’s wait until we’ve established ourselves before we talk. Even if we open a shop now, without any protection in the future, wouldn’t it just be waiting to be robbed?" Qhianqhian pouted, touched the Little Bear backpack, and tucked it into her arms.
"You have a point..."
They wandered for two days at the town gate, not gleaning any information, yet getting acquainted with the granddaughter of the old man selling tea at the gate, a little girl about An Hao’s age. Because they got familiar, she clung to Qhianqhian and He Wenyu for two days, and Qhianqhian generously gave her a pretty plastic hair clip.
Then, they headed towards Freedom Town.
The tea stall boss looked at his granddaughter holding the little hair clip, sighed slowly, "Another year of bloody turmoil."
"Grandpa, does it look good?" Carefully fixing the hair clip on top of her head, her face was full of happiness, "Big sister gave it to me, Big sister said Niuniu is very cute."
"It looks good, our Niuniu is the best looking."
He picked up his little granddaughter, watching the people coming and going, those old eyes showcasing the marks of time.
After paying the entry gold, Mo seemed slightly relieved, walking beside Qhianqhian, "There’s a store here specializing in weapons, aren’t you going to check it out? After all, your weapon shouldn’t be too conspicuous."
Qhianqhian was taken aback, noticing the advice in Mo’s words, she slowly nodded.
He Wenyu sighed, "Could I customize two pots or maybe a frying spoon, spatula, chopstick holder, ladle?"
"I have a frying pan, do you want it? Though if it’s to hit someone, the quality might not be the best, not comparable to Red Wolf’s weapon," Qhianqhian tilted her head, smiling.
He Wenyu gaped, after a moment, feeling speechless, "Forget it, I’ll take a look too, after all, I’m still considered a girl."
Considered...
What does "considered" mean? Could it be she can change gender? Even if she’s a tough girl, the focus is on ’girl,’ not ’tough.’ Just like a sissy, the focus is on ’cuss’ not ’sis,’ that’s the concept of gender.
Qhianqhian gaped, then silently closed her mouth, she didn’t want to speak anymore.
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