Chapter 95

Feng Qingyi took out her phone to send a message to Qin Yuchuan.

[Qingyi: I love the gift, thank you!]

[Yuchuan: If you like it, why don't you try it on?]

Presumably, he wanted to see how she looked in it. Feng Qingyi thought this request wasn't unreasonable.

[Qingyi: Alright, I'll put it on now.]

[Yuchuan: I'll wait for you.]

The outfit Qin Yuchuan sent was quite thick, likely considering that it was already winter, and the fabric used was quite warm.

However, the garment had many layers, making it somewhat challenging to put on.

If Qu Jingqiu hadn't taught her before, she felt she might have had to search online to figure out which layer to put on first.

After changing, Feng Qingyi looked in the mirror and was very satisfied with her appearance.

The outfit was predominantly pink and white, with begonia petals adorning the bodice and hem, creating distinct layers that looked absolutely beautiful.

However, when she saw her hair, Feng Qingyi felt it didn't quite match.

She was truly helpless when it came to ancient hairstyles, so she could only leave her hair down as a makeshift solution.

After changing, Feng Qingyi messaged Qin Yuchuan back.

[Qingyi: I've changed into the outfit!]

[Yuchuan: Come downstairs.]

[Qingyi: What for?]

Feng Qingyi was a bit confused. Was there another surprise waiting downstairs?

[Yuchuan: You'll see when you come down.]

[Qingyi: Okay, I'll be right down.]

Feng Qingyi slowly walked down the stairs in her cotton slippers. She looked around the living room for a while, but there was nothing there!

She glanced outside the door, but it was empty.

"Come here."

Just then, Feng Qingyi heard a voice from the dining room entrance. She turned and saw Qin Yuchuan standing not far away.

He was wearing a long, dark robe, simple in style without much elaborate decoration.

His long hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his ink-black eyes held a coolness mixed with a hint of barely perceptible tenderness.

He just stood there quietly, but Feng Qingyi thought he looked exactly like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

She was momentarily stunned. Even though she had seen that face many times before, she could hardly believe it when he was right in front of her.

Seeing Feng Qingyi staring at him blankly, Qin Yuchuan beckoned to her, "Come here!"

Feng Qingyi finally came to her senses, "How did you get here?"

She walked quickly, soon reaching Qin Yuchuan's side.

"Let me do it." Qin Yuchuan stood up and put all the bowls, chopsticks, and plates into the food box.

Was he planning to take these back to wash?

Feng Qingyi took the food box from Qin Yuchuan's hands.

"I'll take these to the kitchen to wash. Why don't you go sit in the living room?"

Qin Yuchuan let go, allowing Feng Qingyi to head towards the kitchen.

He didn't leave, instead following Feng Qingyi into the kitchen.

Everything here was the same as when he first came, and she hadn't changed either.

After putting the dishes into the dishwasher, Feng Qingyi washed her hands. Because her sleeves were so wide, they got a bit wet.

Feng Qingyi turned around to see Qin Yuchuan staring at her intently.

"How did you not make any sound!" It was quite startling.

Qin Yuchuan looked at Feng Qingyi's sleeve and walked over to her.

His large hand lightly brushed over her damp sleeve.

In an instant, Feng Qingyi found that the part that had just been wet was now dry!

What was going on? What kind of advanced technology was this?

"How did you do that?"

Qin Yuchuan's expression remained unchanged, "Inner energy."

"...Is inner energy really a thing? Can you use qinggong? Can you fly?"

Feng Qingyi was shocked by Qin Yuchuan. Could it be that everything shown in TV dramas was real?

"I can."

Feng Qingyi got even more excited, "Can you demonstrate for me?"

"No."

Although she was refused, Feng Qingyi wasn't too disappointed.

After all, he often rejected some of her more unreasonable requests.

Seeing Feng Qingyi's wilted expression, Qin Yuchuan reached out and patted her head.

"Not now, but we can in the future when there's an opportunity," said Qin Yuchuan.

Feng Qingyi instantly brightened up. "Then it's a promise. You can't deceive me!"

"When have I ever deceived you?" Qin Yuchuan removed his hand from her head.

Feng Qingyi said, "Let's go to the living room."

Upon entering the living room, Qin Yuchuan deliberately reduced the distance between himself and Feng Qingyi.

The two sat close together. Feng Qingyi reached out to grab the remote control on the coffee table.

Just as her hand extended, it collided with Qin Yuchuan's hand as he was reaching for his water glass.

Feng Qingyi awkwardly withdrew her hand. "I'm sorry!"