Jennie had already started to see Lisa as her wife long ago, or herself as Lisa's wife.
She knew that they would reach that point sooner or later.
She was not against it, it's just that what her mother had taught her before the wedding didn't seem to be suitable for two women.
That's why Jennie didn't know how, and it was also why she didn't have a lot of anticipation for this sort of thing.
To her, it's fine to let everything take its course.
If Lisa wants it, she'll give it.
If Lisa was just as clueless as her, then just living out their lifetime supporting each other like this was no problem either.
Anything was fine, as long as it's with Lisa.
Receiving an answer like this from Jennie, Lisa nearly lost her willpower.
She hugged Jennie in a burst of emotion, squeezing her tightly.
She almost lost control over herself; she took a few deep breaths, then she finally said, "Thank you, really, thank you... But it can wait. You deserve the best, and it's absolutely not in an inn where people come and go."
Jennie laughed soundlessly.
She had always known about Lisa's gentleness towards her.
"I'm sorry. As your wife, I should've noticed your troubles sooner. I've let you suffer." Jennie said from the bottom of her heart.
"Oh, not at all! I don't feel upset at all, I just don't want to wear a moustache... and I also worry that I'll implicate a lot of people if my identity is exposed. I'm already not that beggar of the past anymore, there's a whole house of people on my shoulders now, so overthinking and over worrying is unavoidable."
"Actually, about the moustache thing, you don't have to worry about it. A great way to solve it will come very soon."
Hearing that from Jennie, Lisa was overjoyed.
She got up on her elbow as she asked excitedly, "Really?! What is it, tell me quick!"
Jennie curved up the corners of her lips a little; being able to solve Lisa's problems gave her a sort of delight.
"According to this reign's rules, there are two kinds of people who don't have to grow a moustache. One is the eunuchs in the inner court, and the other are monks. Although this isn't compulsory, and some aged cultivators or eminent monks do keep facial hair, to the people of the world, it wouldn't be strange for those two kinds of people to not grow a moustache. Aren't you going to become cultivator Jisoo's disciple soon? By then, you can take the opportunity to express that because cultivator Jisoo is in the path of Kun, you will never keep facial hair for this life and this world out of respect towards your Master. Like this... wouldn't you have a perfectly justifiable reason? It'll give you a good name for respecting your teacher too, how about it?"
(AN: kun dao – kun is one of the eight diagrams denoting the earth, also represents femininity)
"I don't really care about my reputation or whatever, it's good as long as I don't have to wear a moustache for the rest of my life. I'm a young lady, just the thought of having hair all over my face every day gives me despair." Lisa said happily.
It was truly endearing to see Lisa like this; Jennie couldn't hold herself back from pinching her cheek.
She smiled and said, "Oh you~.... Go out there and ask around, is there anyone in the kingdom who doesn't want a good reputation? So many people have deceived the public to gain fame. They try everything they can to achieve a good reputation, and yet you don't care for it even when it's placed right in front of you."
