My Wife Came From A Thousand Years Ago

Chapter 151: I have to emphasize it again

"Do you want to learn tarot cards?"

"Can I?"

"Of course you can. It's all just trickery. Once you master the art of speaking, it's really simple."

"..."

Jiang He suddenly turned her head. "So, you're saying you’ll break up with me?"

???

Xu Qing froze.

"Ahem... What I mean is, some things are lies, and some aren't. After all, when it comes to predicting the future, no one can really verify it. As long as people believe it, that's all that matters."

The crystal ball just said the two of them would get married—that was a lie—they wouldn’t get married.

As Xu Qing was explaining, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Qin Hao, letting him know that he’d already sent Liu Jingfang home and was on his way back. He asked Xu Qing how things were going via WeChat.

Sexy? Yes, but she wasn’t Qin Hao’s type. He’d been conflicted for a long time.

"If she doesn’t feel right, just end it early. If you think it’s worth a try, then give it a shot," Xu Qing advised like a seasoned father, offering advice to the steel-hearted straight man.

"I agree she’s not right, but given my situation, am I being ungrateful?"

Qin Hao was well aware of his own circumstances. If he married someone like her, he wasn’t even sure he could keep her. He had neither money nor looks, and his only realistic wish was to find someone compatible, settle down, and take care of Qin Maocai in the future.

"When it comes to relationships, there’s no such thing as being ungrateful. It’s all about whether the match is right or not."

Jiang He was fiddling with her bag as she walked alongside Xu Qing. Her off-white coat gleamed faintly yellow under the streetlights, and her long ponytail bobbed behind her as she walked, only left loose when she was at home. The motion of her hair mirrored the shadows of their footsteps on the ground.

Hearing Xu Qing’s words, she seemed to catch onto something and raised her head. "What do you mean by 'not compatible'? You still haven’t explained."

The conversation about his ex-girlfriend from earlier had somehow gone off track, leaving her clueless about why there was an ex or why they broke up.

"Not compatible is when..." Xu Qing scratched his head, pocketed his phone, and thought for a moment. "When you're with me, you don’t feel uncomfortable. That’s compatibility. The opposite isn’t."

"What I want to know is about your ex-girlfriend."

"You’re acting very modern right now," Xu Qing sighed deeply. Do women all have the same curiosity when it comes to ex-girlfriends?

It’s said that Fang Xuanling, back in the day, was a paragon of fidelity. While others had multiple wives and concubines, this prime minister only had one because he feared his wife. At a banquet, someone mocked him for it. Fang Xuanling got angry and insisted he wasn’t afraid, that his wife would do whatever he said. Emperor Taizong overheard this and decided to test him by gifting him two beauties. Fang Xuanling was half-sober with fear from the wine but didn’t dare refuse and reluctantly took them home. His wife, Madam Lu, chased the women out with a stick, forcing the emperor to intervene and mediate. Taizong even set out a jar of vinegar, claiming it was poison, and said she could either drink it or let the women stay. Without hesitation, Madam Lu drank the entire jar.

And that’s where the term "jealousy" came from.

Jealousy clearly transcends eras, and Xu Qing had every reason to suspect that Jiang He was jealous—of his ex-girlfriend, no less.

"You said before that going to a brothel was normal. Isn’t that what you told me?" he asked.

"What does that have to do with your ex-girlfriend?"

"Uh… it doesn’t?"

"Or is it because she didn’t agree to you going to a brothel?" Jiang He switched gears and proposed a random theory.

"I’ve never been to a brothel, not before and not in the future," Xu Qing solemnly vowed as he led Jiang He down a quieter street for a walk.

Though it was nighttime, with Jiang He nearby—or even if she weren’t—he could easily handle any incident involving public safety. Alone, he could take on five people, and if it came to that, he could call Qin Hao to clean up and take credit for the mess.

Before taking any action, though, he’d definitely ensure Jiang He was out of harm’s way. Now that his martial prowess had improved, he couldn’t help but want to test it.

"Back to my ex," Xu Qing said. "At the time, it was all hormones. At first, everything was great. Love is blind, right? But after the novelty wore off, problems started surfacing. Whether two people are compatible only becomes clear in the daily grind."

"What kind of problems?"

"For example… the simplest one. I don’t care much about what I eat, wear, or where I live, but she always wanted me to have the best. She’d spend beyond her means to buy me all kinds of things—shoes, wallets, clothes. She thought she was being nice, but I wasn’t happy at all."

Jiang He frowned. "Isn’t that what she’s supposed to do?"

"It shouldn’t be, though. If I liked those things, sure, it’d be nice. But I didn’t need them." Xu Qing sighed as if recalling a frustrating memory. "I told her many times that I didn’t need those things, but she still saved and scraped to buy them. We started fighting because of it. It was like she wanted to be my mom or something. I call it a ‘mother-style relationship.’"

He glanced at Jiang He and chuckled. "This isn’t the same as us. I just want to let you experience things you’ve never tried before, within my means. If you tell me you don’t want something, I won’t do it again—like going to a buffet or whatever. Get it?"

"So, you broke up because of that?" Jiang He looked incredulous.

"That’s what incompatibility is," Xu Qing explained. "I wanted an orange; she gave me a handful of peanuts. And she gave so much. I was grateful, but I felt miserable being with her, and she felt miserable being with me. So we broke up peacefully."

Xu Qing smiled faintly and looked into the distance. "The last time we fought, I’d already eaten at four in the afternoon. But by six, she thought I was hungry and brought me food, insisting I eat. I asked her why she was forcing me to eat when I wasn’t hungry. She said it was because she cared about me and didn’t want me to go hungry."

"...You two had too much food," Jiang He quipped after a moment of silence.

"Haha, not really. You’ll understand someday. Many times, there’s no right or wrong, just incompatibility." Xu Qing chuckled, shaking his head. "That’s why I say, if you ever want to leave, I’ll let you go. Staying together by force is tough. Right now, I like you, but if there’s ever a day I don’t…"

"I’ll kill you," Jiang He interrupted, narrowing her eyes.

"Ahem… actually, I was saying, if you ever stop liking me—"

"I won’t."

"Hm?"

Xu Qing blinked. "So… are you going to say you like me? You’ve never said it."

"You already touched my leg."

Jiang He looked away but quickly turned back to stare at him seriously. "If that day ever comes, I really will kill you."

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