Chapter 647: Mind Your Own Business About the Fairy (6)
"Big sister, are you trying to use this matter to teach our third sister a lesson?"
Xuan Shuang tentatively asked, otherwise why would big sister take Lann Zhen’s True Spirit Pearl and turn her into a mortal, and not leave immediately but instead hide and observe what happens next?
Qiann Yan: "You’re overthinking it."
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The absence of immortal power indeed had a significant impact on Lann Zhen’s daily life.
She is now in a mortal body, subject to aging and death; staying up late to sew clothes leaves her exhausted, her eyes dry and uncomfortable, no longer the Fairy who never knew fatigue.
Today, as usual, Lann Zhen brought a pot of tea to Chang Xian, who was studying. Chang Xian didn’t know her fairy identity, but always thought she was flawlessly perfect.
It was exactly because of this that Chang Xian was willing to compromise for Lann Zhen, doing things he didn’t enjoy—studying and seeking a title every day.
"Husband, you’re tired of studying, right?" Lann Zhen wore a gentle smile, one her elder sister would never understand—the happiness of two people liking each other and being together.
She’s no longer a fairy, but knowing and loving her husband, being together every day, this is happiness.
Chang Xian loved the tea Lann Zhen brewed the most; just one sip would clear his mind, even difficult passages would seem much smoother.
He sipped the tea expectantly, his brows slightly furrowed, only to find today’s tea markedly different from before. Not only did it lack the previous sweetness, but it couldn’t bring that refreshing feeling anymore, even tasting slightly bitter and astringent.
"Husband, what’s wrong?" Lann Zhen asked in confusion.
The water used to brew Chang Xian’s tea was collected by her before dawn, floating in mid-air to gather rootless dew, and the tea leaves were freshly picked from spiritual energy-laden mountains, brewed with Immortal techniques, resulting in that pot of endlessly memorable tea.
Now that she’s lost the True Spirit Pearl and immortal power, becoming an ordinary mortal, she can’t use those methods anymore; no matter how advanced her tea brewing skills are, they can’t compare to before.
Chang Xian used to pride himself on having a perfect lady like Lann Zhen, especially admiring the fragrantly sweet tea she made. Those who tasted it always lingered fondly and regretted their lack of luck in meeting such a wonderful girl like her first.
Chang Xian said, "Today’s tea doesn’t taste right."
"The old tea leaves were a family heirloom, there won’t be any more in the future," Lann Zhen explained. She couldn’t promise there would be more, so she had to make up a reason.
Chang Xian felt a bit regretful, "What a pity."
"Speaking of which, it’s been two or three years since you entered the mansion, but you never mentioned your family," Chang Xian inquired, "Lann’er, why don’t we take some time to visit your family?"
Lann Zhen shook her head, "I have no family left anymore."
For some reason, she felt a bit anxious inside.
"Oh, that’s a bit regrettable," Chang Xian said, taking her hand, "But I’ll treat you well, this is your home now."
Though still thinking about Lann Zhen’s family heirloom tea leaves, the more he pondered, the more unsatisfied he felt. Without those leaves, her tea indeed lacked distinction.
Without immortal power, Lann Zhen found it increasingly difficult to handle the large family.
Her mother-in-law didn’t like her, though luckily she excelled in cooking, which pleased her a bit.
Whereas before, these tasks never tired her, gathering fresh ingredients required no effort; now it’s become challenging.
Unable to rise before dawn to collect fresh ingredients, she could only use ordinary ingredients from the Human World, resulting in food that tasted vastly different.