Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, tea connects to the Six Arts.
But even Wen Li, listening to Xu Chang'an's clumsy 'love talk,' couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her eyes... She didn't know what strange feeling she had, so she forced herself not to eavesdrop and instead focused on the girls' performance below the Flower Moon Pavilion.
"So... I'm tea leaves?" Yun Qian tilted her head, obviously not quite understanding.
Her husband loves drinking tea.
If she were tea leaves...
Does that mean he wants to brew her?
Bathing together was common, but Yun Qian clearly didn't quite understand, so she slightly shook her head in thought.
Before Yun Qian could speak, Xu Chang'an naturally began to style Yun Qian's hair, gathering her naturally cascading messy long hair back into place.
"Why did you say I am tea?" Yun Qian didn't understand.
Surely... he wasn't implying to drink the water she bathed in.
