My Wife Is The Final Boss

Xu Chang’an thought the way Qinling looked at Yun Qian was a bit strange.

At least Xu Chang’an felt he wouldn’t keep looking at someone just because a man was handsome, so Steward Qin... some issues were certainly there.

But this wasn’t important.

Xu Chang’an walked over to Yun Qian.

At this moment, Yun Qian also saw Xu Chang’an and stopped, standing charmingly under the tree.

"Miss." Xu Chang’an walked over helplessly, and supported Yun Qian, whose steps were unsteady.

Miss Yun’s physical strength was poor; she had already spent most of her energy today, and it had taken considerable effort to reach here.

"Why did you come out?" Xu Chang’an asked.

Yun Qian breathed slightly heavily, and the veil on her face rippled like waves: "I..."

"Speak slowly." Xu Chang’an gently soothed Yun Qian’s back.

"Mm." Yun Qian pressed her body weight onto Xu Chang’an, feeling a bit relieved: "The two fire pits have been burning for too long in the room, making it a bit stuffy, so I came out for some air."

"My mistake, I should have taught you how to use the Fire Stone from the Immortal Sect. That thing doesn’t produce carbon monoxide and is much warmer than a fire pit, without discomfort." Xu Chang’an said.

"What is carbon monoxide, a type of charcoal?"

"More or less."

"I quite like using the fire pit." Yun Qian looked at Xu Chang’an, thinking many of their good memories were by the fire pit, just like the ’Wedding Knife’ Xu Chang’an spoke of, witnessing their past.

"If it’s uncomfortable, don’t use it." Xu Chang’an said helplessly, "I’ll take you back."

"No rush." Yun Qian regained some strength, pushed Xu Chang’an away, and leaned against the tree, her gaze sweeping across Qinling, who was also wearing a veil not far away. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Still charming?" Yun Qian tilted her head: "Do you like women who look a bit older like this?"

If Xu Chang’an liked it, she could try to learn similar makeup.

"Miss, stop reading the books I write."

"I enjoy looking at your writing."

Yun Qian pondered and continued: "Was the important matter you mentioned just walking here with a lady? If it was walking... I can do that too."

Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian’s serious demeanor and sighed gently: "It was an opportunity, Junior Master Qin taught me about cultivation and it helped me a lot."

"Really." Yun Qian squinted looking at Qinling whose gaze was drifting in the distance.

"The Steward of Celestial Bright Peak, pretty much your superior." Xu Chang’an said with a smile.

"My... superior?" Yun Qian’s eyelashes fluttered, without response but asked: "Will you return to Muyu Peak later or continue with the lady?"

"Returning to Muyu Peak." Xu Chang’an was very helpless, he didn’t expect to be stopped by Steward Qin and returned, even accidentally meeting Yun Qian by the lakeside.

It’s only Miss Yun, otherwise, it might have led to imagining a bunch of ethical dramas with another woman.

As he thought this, Xu Chang’an’s gaze moved to Yun Qian’s veil, noticing her brows gathered with energy, her chest slightly rising and falling, under intense breathing, the veil was already damp.

Xu Chang’an gently lifted Yun Qian’s veil, revealing the cold face beneath it.

The lady had body warmth, so the veil worn for a long time became moist from breathing.

She was inherently very weak physically, wearing a veil... breathing could only be slight, making her somewhat flushed.

"Already couldn’t catch your breath, still wearing a veil." Xu Chang’an said.

"Don’t want others to see my face."

"Feel better with it off?"

"Mm."

Yun Qian thought it felt better with the veil off, otherwise there was always a layer of something sticking to the face, making breathing uncomfortable.

But it should still be worn.

Yun Qian took out a handkerchief from her bosom, unfolded it, inside was a brand new veil.

"Put it on for me" Yun Qian said, handing the white veil to Xu Chang’an.

"Still have a spare." Xu Chang’an’s corner of the eye twitched, putting the veil on Yun Qian, then took the veil full of Yun Qian’s breath and dampness, as if smelling her unique fragrance upon it.

"Miss, I bought this when I was in Beisang City, right."

A veil repeatedly used for over a year, really not minding it was old.

"Mm, always using it." Yun Qian said to Xu Chang’an: "Wash it clean and send it over to me."

"Alright." Xu Chang’an was helpless yet collected the damp veil, folding it properly, subconsciously... Xu Chang’an brushed his fingers across his nose lightly.

Speaking of which, it’s odd, his Miss Yun never had an unpleasant smell, even covered in sweat didn’t make one feel dislike.

Moreover, wasn’t she getting more fragrant?

"What are you doing..." Yun Qian blinked, her lips parted.

Noticing Yun Qian looking at him, Xu Chang’an coughed.

"Miss, I’ll take you back... but before that, let’s meet Steward Qin." Xu Chang’an walked to Yun Qian’s side, arranging her slightly disheveled long hair, then said: "Etiquette is still necessary."

"I listen to you about everything." Yun Qian asked: "Just how should I address her."

"Senior tells me to call her Junior Master." Xu Chang’an said.

"Should I call her that too?"

"Mm."

"Somewhat strange." Yun Qian’s clothes fluttered with the wind: "Considered my elder?"

It’s unprecedented that she actually had an elder.

Zhu Pingniang only cared for Yun Qian secretly, without any interaction, so Qinling was the first to be her ’elder.’

"Can only be considered a senior." Xu Chang’an said: "Miss lives at Celestial Bright Peak, there’ll be many times troubling Junior Master Qin in the future, she’s a good person."

Xu Chang’an wouldn’t think Qinling would have any intentions towards Yun Qian.

"The one you like, I understand." Yun Qian nodded, then she was led by Xu Chang’an, walking over to Qinling.

——

Qinling looked helplessly at the old-looking couple walking over.

Maybe their attractiveness was too overwhelming, so she had a fleeting urge to turn her head and leave.

Two veiled women locked eyes.

Concealing the amazement in her eyes, Qinling said helplessly: "If you’re leaving, just go, why turn to look at me."

"Junior Master, my family’s Miss Yun will rely on your care in the future." Xu Chang’an saluted.

"What nonsense." Qinling chided: "Miss Zhu sent her up the mountain, you don’t need to remind me."

Maybe getting familiar with Xu Chang’an, it was private, so Qinling’s tone wasn’t polite.

"..."

Yun Qian’s brows slightly furrowed, but Xu Chang’an squeezed her hand, and she said softly as Xu Chang’an had taught.

"Yun Qian greets Junior Master Qin."

...

Qinling was about to speak, when she suddenly shivered, strangely feeling cold, the chill wind on her face, making her involuntarily clutch her clothes tightly.