The Yandere Queen's Manual for Training Her Wife - Chapter 126

Xia Mingtang and Qin Yan spent a few carefree days in Yun Town, climbing mountains, watching the sea, playing with cats, and walking dogs. Life was blissfully pleasant.

Qin Yan increasingly indulged in pretending to have amnesia, and Xia Mingtang saw through it but didn’t call her out.

On this day, the former inn owner from the neighboring town, Cui Yun, who had been away on business, returned. She had met Qin Yan several times during a trip to the U.S., and the two had gotten along fairly well.

Or rather, Cui Yun had a good temperament and could tolerate Qin Yan’s previously taciturn personality.

In fact, when Qin Yan first arrived in Yun Town, she wasn’t as gentle and approachable as Xia Mingtang now saw her. Normally, she wasn’t fierce, but she was quite aloof.

At first, Qin Yan suggested managing Cui Yun’s inn, but Cui Yun worried that with Qin Yan’s poker face, she might run the inn into the ground.

However, it turned out that Cui Yun had overthought things. As long as Qin Yan wanted to take something seriously, nothing was impossible, including temporarily acting gentle and approachable, suitable for an inn owner.

Cui Yun, getting a free worker, was delighted and began to indulge her natural curiosity. She was cheerful and talkative, never allowing conversations to stall.

Soon, she had figured out most of Qin Yan’s preferences and habits. She didn’t have any ulterior motives—she was naturally gossip-prone.

If her family hadn’t had some matters to deal with in the following two months, she and Yang Fan could have formed a “gossip duo.”

Still, she hadn’t really missed anything; she heard that Qin Yan had come to the inn with her wife to escape the summer heat, and her wife was a former guest.

Her eyes lit up immediately, and she hurried back to “eat the melon”—to witness the gossip firsthand.

At dusk, Xia Mingtang and Qin Yan went to the stables to feed the horses.

Half a year had passed, and the horse “Squid” had grown noticeably.

Xia Mingtang, magnanimous as ever, did not hold a grudge against the horse for throwing her before. She held a large bundle of hay and stuffed it into Squid’s mouth, making the horse wheeze.

Qin Yan, seeing the harmonious scene between her wife and the horse, averted her gaze.

From a distance, she noticed a familiar figure approaching.

The newcomer wore practical riding clothes, with healthy tanned skin, appearing only slightly older than Qin Yan.

Seeing her clearly, Qin Yan’s eyes softened slightly.

“Yun-jie, are you back from business?”

Time really changes people; six months ago, Qin Yan would never have greeted her so proactively.

“I came back just to eat some dog food,” Cui Yun said, holding a chestnut-colored horse, smiling cheerfully.

Hearing this, Xia Mingtang turned and saw Cui Yun standing beside Qin Yan; the two were about the same height and seemed quite familiar with each other.

Qin Yan put an arm around Xia Mingtang and smiled as she introduced her: “This is my wife. You probably already know her name.”

Then she was about to introduce Cui Yun to Xia Mingtang: “Tang Tang, this is—”

But halfway through, she remembered her amnesia act and quickly changed course: “She used to be the inn’s owner. Everyone calls her Yun-jie.”

Cui Yun: ?

“Used to be”? “Everyone calls her”?

What was this act about?

Xia Mingtang greeted Cui Yun politely. When she was in a good mood, her usual pride wasn’t visible.

Qin Yan, on the other hand, stumbled over her words several times to maintain her “amnesia” act in front of acquaintances and her wife.

Cui Yun found it strange, repeatedly glancing at her, making eye contact each time.

With three eye contacts in one minute, an outsider might suspect something was going on.

Xia Mingtang, however, didn’t jump to shallow conclusions, though she did feel a little uneasy. She figured she had simply grown used to Qin Yan’s clinginess and constant attention.

Previously, she had found it annoying; now, for the first time, she didn’t mind, yet Qin Yan’s attention had shifted elsewhere. She was a little frustrated.

Seeing her usually lively wife suddenly quiet, Qin Yan worried that Xia Mingtang suspected her amnesia act.

Noticing Qin Yan’s twitching eyes, Cui Yun kindly asked if she was feeling unwell.

“Ah Yan, are your eyes bothering you? When you first came to Yun Town, you were uncomfortable everywhere. I thought you had recovered…”

Qin Yan, maintaining her “amnesia” act, couldn’t continue and had to come clean:

“Yun-jie, to be honest, I recently had an accident and lost part of my memory. I only remember up to my teenage years.”

Her words shocked both Cui Yun and Xia Mingtang.

Cui Yun was surprised because she had never encountered someone with temporary amnesia before. Xia Mingtang was shocked because Qin Yan had openly shared her deepest secret after just half an hour of acquaintance.

Previously, when Qin Yan first lost her memory in Rong City, it took almost a week for her to tell Xie An, someone she had a long-standing relationship with. Yet here, she confided in someone she barely knew.

Xia Mingtang’s heart ached slightly—purely out of indignation for Xie An.

Cui Yun was shocked but quick to accept it. After two seconds, she nodded cheerfully:

“Got it. Don’t worry, just enjoy your vacation here. Rest and don’t think too much.”

Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the matter was settled.

The three sat together, constrained by Qin Yan’s act. Many topics were off-limits.

Xia Mingtang, still simmering with jealousy, remained quieter than usual. Fortunately, Cui Yun’s lively nature kept the conversation flowing, from Yun Town scenery to horse care, and to recent anecdotes.

“Oh, by the way, I passed by a handicraft store on my way back and bought two keychains—couple’s sets. Perfect for you two.”

Cui Yun pulled out a string of keychains from her pocket and handed one to each of them.

Faced with her enthusiasm, both Xia Mingtang and Qin Yan politely accepted and swapped their keychains immediately.

Inside the keychains were childhood photos of each of them, deliberately made into couple sets by Qin Yan.

Cui Yun had seen Qin Yan’s childhood photo before, but Xia Mingtang’s childhood photo? She had seen that too!

“Hey, this photo of yours…” Cui Yun was gossip-prone and almost blurted out what she remembered.

Qin Yan reacted faster, instinctively covering Cui Yun’s mouth and dragging her away.

“Yun-jie, a word in private!”

Being a trained martial artist, Qin Yan moved quickly, and even Cui Yun, at 175 cm, nearly couldn’t keep up.

They reached the lakeside outside the stables. Seeing Xia Mingtang hadn’t followed, Qin Yan spoke:

“Yun-jie, can you keep this photo thing a secret?”

Xia Mingtang’s childhood photo had been glimpsed by Cui Yun months earlier on Qin Yan’s phone. At the time, she had casually asked, and Qin Yan had replied it was just a cute kid.

Since wives often have each other’s childhood photos on their phones, it wasn’t unusual.

Cui Yun thought little, but Qin Yan worried a lot.

She explained carefully:

“Back then, Tang Tang was just a child. If she knew I had secretly saved her childhood photos, she’d probably think I was…”

“Crazy about kids!” Cui Yun exclaimed, suddenly enlightened.

Qin Yan glared and nodded. She already seemed perverse enough in her wife’s eyes; she didn’t want to appear worse.

Cui Yun patted Qin Yan’s shoulder:

“No problem, no problem. If there’s anything you don’t want me to say in the future, just tell me directly. No need to cover my mouth.”

Qin Yan smiled, thinking: With your speed of speech, could I even stop you?

Since the topic was cleared, Cui Yun began to leave, but suddenly remembered:

“Wait, you said you had amnesia. How do you remember things from a few months ago so clearly?”

Qin Yan reflexively tried to cover her mouth again, only to see Xia Mingtang riding up.

She thought: Oh no, Tang Tang heard that.

Xia Mingtang looked at her, said nothing, and cracked her horse whip, urging Squid to trot along the lakeside.

She had been riding slowly but, seeing Qin Yan and Cui Yun’s closeness, became frustrated and struck the horse harder.

Being unskilled, Squid panicked, galloping wildly.

Qin Yan, alarmed, used her agility to leap onto the horse.

Cui Yun, the real owner of Squid, blew a whistle.

The frenzied horse immediately obeyed, rushing to Cui Yun, still uneasy, stomping its hooves.

Xia Mingtang nearly fell, but Cui Yun stepped forward and caught her.

Qin Yan quickly took her wife from Cui Yun, holding her like a treasure, and thanked her.

After the scare, Cui Yun, despite her gossip nature, didn’t want to intrude. She led Squid back to the stable.

On the spacious lawn remained just the couple, each with their own thoughts.

They embraced intimately, neither speaking first.

Qin Yan worried about her amnesia act being exposed; Xia Mingtang fretted over her inexplicable jealousy.

Having received Cui Yun’s life-saving help, Xia Mingtang forced herself not to mind Qin Yan’s closeness with others and only scolded herself.

They walked silently along the lake, unknowingly reaching nightfall.

“You…”

“You…”

They both spoke and then fell silent.

“You first,” Xia Mingtang said, handing the cue to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan, after mental preparation, finally spoke:

“I’ve regained my memory. I’m sorry, Tang Tang. I didn’t mean to deceive you. I just…”

Xia Mingtang met her anxious eyes and interrupted:

“I already knew.”

“Ah?” Qin Yan was caught mid-apology, half in disbelief.

“You were clearly upset when you first heard the news,” Xia Mingtang said.

Her fleeting irritation had mostly vanished after their walk. She sat on a clean rock and looked up at Qin Yan.

“It wasn’t because you hid your amnesia. It’s… never mind.”

She shook her head, finding her own feelings a little ridiculous, and switched the topic.

“You’ve been pretending to be 19… was it because you thought I only liked the 19-year-old version of you, not the present you?”

Qin Yan didn’t respond verbally, but her expression said it all.

Xia Mingtang didn’t answer directly but looked toward the stables, her memory drifting back six months.

“I still remember the first time I rode Squid here. The horse got startled, and you saved me.”

Instinctively, Qin Yan knew this wasn’t just about gratitude.

She sat beside her on the rock, silently waiting.

Xia Mingtang continued:

“You held me on the horse; the world spun, the wind and hooves faded. At that moment, my heart raced, and it felt like it was just you and me.

“When I opened my eyes and saw you, it felt like you were glowing.”

Qin Yan hadn’t expected that in her wife’s mind, she had appeared so radiant; she smiled involuntarily.

“But at the time, I thought it was the suspension bridge effect.”

Just one sentence, and the smile vanished.

Qin Yan suddenly realized something: “Just now, Yun-jie—”

Her wife must not develop suspension-bridge feelings for anyone else!

“No,” Xia Mingtang answered quickly, understanding her thought.

“Besides the brief tension and relief after the scare, there was nothing else.”

She lifted her head, took Qin Yan’s hand, and met her gaze:

“So today I’m certain. It wasn’t the suspension bridge effect. From the start, I liked only you, only you.

“Though you sometimes annoy me and cling to me, if one day you stop clinging, I’d be even angrier.”

Her proud, brave demeanor faded; she blushed, lowered her head, and spoke softly.

“So, you don’t need to act like someone else. I have no interest in other teenagers. That’s just you.

“Just… stop hitting my butt so often…”

Her words were swallowed by a long, wet, lingering kiss.

Under the bright moon, two intertwined silhouettes embraced, wishing to fuse with each other completely.

Someone set off fireworks—first a single burst, then countless colorful explosions, painting the night sky like a magnificent oil painting.

The lovers, bathed in the fireworks’ glow, were frozen in the center of the scene.

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