My Wife Is The Final Boss

The wind blew past the Beauty Fruit Tree in the courtyard, and Xu Chang’an blinked more rapidly.

Would Zhu Pingniang like his family’s Miss Yun?

Xu Chang’an realized he had never considered such a thing.

In Beisang City, Yun Qian would go out to eat as Xu Chang’an requested, and she would inevitably encounter some tactless scoundrels.

Therefore, when he was not at home, Zhu Pingniang often helped Yun Qian resolve potential troubles.

Xu Chang’an was very grateful to Zhu Pingniang; she not only helped him a lot but also took care of Yun Qian.

The latter endeared Zhu Pingniang to Xu Chang’an even more.

Yet the appearance of Steward Qin suddenly made Xu Chang’an realize that perhaps he needed to be wary not only of men but also of women?

Of course, it was just a passing thought; he did not think ill of Zhu Pingniang.

"Not really."

Before Xu Chang’an could respond, Qinling propped one hand on her fair forehead, smoothing the corners of her almond-shaped eyes. She mumbled, "Your wife is indeed beautiful, but she has already gone up the mountain... The girl Miss Zhu referred to should still be staying in Beisang City. Besides, Yun Qian is already your wife; even if she were fond of her, she wouldn’t ruin your relationship... So, regarding the girl who carries the token and goes up the mountain next, I’ll need to watch her closely."

Xu Chang’an: "..."

He felt quite helpless inside.

He remembered that he had come to seek Qinling’s advice on cultivation, so how did the conversation get so sidetracked?

"..." The chaos in her eyes subsided, and Qinling gradually regained clarity. She asked Xu Chang’an in confusion, "Don’t you really find it strange for young women to study pair dining?"

"In Beisang City, it should be a very normal thing," Xu Chang’an said.

"True, you’ve lived in Beisang City for so long, so if you looked down on pair dining... Miss Zhu wouldn’t like you so much," Qinling nodded.

It’s akin to young women pairing up to dine face-to-face, comforting each other—essentially filling mutual loneliness.

"By the way, there’s something I must clarify with you," Qinling said, "I idolize Miss Zhu. She is very normal."

At least, she used to be normal. But Qinling was unsure if staying in a brothel all day might make Zhu Pingniang find pair dining intriguing, which was why she was anxious earlier.

"Mm." Xu Chang’an thought Steward Qin was a bit strange. He had no qualms about the twin lotus affinity between young women, considering it quite normal, but Qinling labeled herself as "abnormal."

This was somewhat akin to the girls in the brothel.

"Miss Zhu has always liked young men like you; she has a fondness for tender grass," Qinling said.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chang’an couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow as images of Zhu Pingniang, graceful and flirtatious, flashed through his mind, and he sighed softly.

He respected Senior Zhu and wasn’t keen on hearing about Zhu Pingniang’s "dark history" from Qinling.

"Also, don’t overthink it; Miss Zhu is very chaste. She may like them, but she wouldn’t get too close to men," Qinling said, watching Xu Chang’an’s clear-eyed expression with a sigh. "You... are an exception."

She hadn’t understood it before, but now she somewhat realized why Zhu Pingniang had taken notice of him.

To Zhu Tongjun, who practiced the Charm Technique and was accustomed to eyes filled with desire, Xu Chang’an was like a cool spring by the side of a volcano, making one irresistibly want to approach or even dive in.

Yet Zhu Pingniang was always proper with Xu Chang’an, which showed that she genuinely liked him.

As Xu Chang’an was lost in thought, Qinling tapped her fingers on the table, drawing his attention over: "Boy, do you know why I am telling you this?"

Xu Chang’an naturally shook his head.

Even though he called Qinling Junior Master and was grateful for her help, their relationship wasn’t particularly close... so it was odd for Qinling to reveal her orientation to someone not well-acquainted with her.

"She gave you the seeds of the Beauty Fruit, didn’t she?" Qinling suddenly said.

She only learned of this yesterday, prompting her reevaluation of the relationship between Xu Chang’an and Zhu Pingniang.

"Mm." Xu Chang’an replied, "It’s already planted. I was thinking... of asking Junior Master Qin for advice on cultivating the Beauty Fruit."

"Beauty Fruits are unique; their taste can vary immensely depending on how spiritual power is organized. Miss Zhu likes the taste, but... I have never satisfied her taste," Qinling said earnestly, "So, I can’t help you."

Xu Chang’an nodded.

It’s alright if she can’t help. He grew all the spirit fruits himself, and Xu Chang’an was confident that his cultivation won’t be subpar, especially since... he planned to let Miss Yun enjoy them.

"By giving you seeds, she wants to eat the fruit you grow. You may not understand, but... this is how Miss Zhu shows her utmost trust in a person." Qinling reached out to Xu Chang’an, her eyes narrowing slightly, "Boy, congratulations, you’re considered one of Miss Zhu’s direct lineage now."

"?" Xu Chang’an was dumbfounded.

Does it mean Miss Zhu eating the fruit he grows makes him a part of the direct lineage?

This seemed quite frivolous.

"You don’t need to understand; just focus on growing your Beauty Fruit," Qinling smiled gently, "I’m curious to see... what flavor the Beauty Fruit you cultivate with your nature-driven temperament will have and if it can satisfy the lady."