My Wife Is The Final Boss

Since a maid’s menstrual period is quite troublesome, wouldn’t a woman like me, who won’t have Gui Water, be naturally born to be a maid?

At this moment, Ah Qing was feeling quite helpless.

How did I become a woman like this?

She felt that if Huang’Er said she was born to be a courtesan, she would be displeased.

But now she somehow feels that being born to be a maid... is quite nice?

They’re both at the bottom of the social ladder; practically, what’s the difference?

Well, there is a difference.

’The key... is to be Yun Qian’s maid.’

Ah Qing thought that if the courtesan only entertained Yun Qian on a daily basis, her importance would instantly increase in her heart.

"Ms. Qing, what are you thinking about?" Huang’Er looked at the gleam in Ah Qing’s eyes and suspiciously stared at her.

"Nothing." Ah Qing coughed, then said, "So, about the maid thing?"

"Oh."

Huang’Er came to her senses and said, "Indeed, Sister, you don’t have Gui Water and you’re strong. Next, as long as you don’t make Miss Yun dislike you and you’re attentive and meticulous, you’re truly suitable for the maid position... but."

"But?" Ah Qing repeated.

Huang’Er blinked, her small face instantly crumpling as she said, "Ms. Qing, you promised to stay in our Pear Garden to be the best Qingyi... If you go to be Miss Yun’s maid, what about me?"

A woman shouldn’t go back on her words.

Oh.

Ah Qing remembered.

There was such a thing.

But there was a reason she instinctively ignored this matter, after all... she was aware that Zhu Pingniang intended to move the entire Flower Moon Building to Muyu Peak, so it’s completely fine; by then the Flower Moon Building will be next to Yun Qian’s residence, making things very convenient.

Since the Pear Garden opens for only half a day every seven days, she can fully focus on taking care of Yun Qian and then come to the Pear Garden once every seven days. As for whether she can perform well while being a maid and learning opera... Ah Qing hasn’t considered it.

What is opera to her?

If she wanted, she could span ancient and modern times in the blink of an eye, does she need to spend any effort learning it?

Compared to learning opera, obviously, her efforts should be spent understanding Yun Qian’s thoughts and life habits.

"An Xin, even if I go to be Miss Yun’s maid, it won’t interrupt my performances at the Pear Garden." Ah Qing said.

"...???" Huang’Er’s head was filled with question marks.

What was Ms. Qing talking about?

Can being a maid not interrupt learning opera?

Ah Qing had seen her wake up early to practice her vocal skills to perform well as a dan character.

"I’m a Half-Demon, isn’t multitasking normal for me?" Ah Qing reminded her.

"...Ms. Qing."

"Hm?"

"Half-Demon is really a convenient excuse, don’t you think?" Huang’Er stared intensely into Ah Qing’s eyes.

Who is Ah Qing?

She wasn’t flustered at all, simply nodding: "Being a Half-Demon is like that; once you solve the bloodline hazards, combining the strengths of both races, the future is promising." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

If Half-Demons were entirely worthless, how else would she, apart from Shi Qingjun, become the only one in the Qiankun Realm?

Isn’t it because she combines the strengths of both the Human and Demon races?

"I don’t understand anyway, whatever sister says goes, I can only trust sister." Huang’Er sighed.

"What’s wrong with this?" Ah Qing looked at her with a smile: "At least, in the end, I won’t deceive you... isn’t knowing that enough?"

"Ms. Qing is right; you can serve as maid in the Immortal Sect and still perform at the Flower Moon Building, you can do that."

"Yes, I can do that."

"...Alright, I believe you, sister."

Huang’Er took a deep breath and then gently tugged at Ah Qing’s dress: "If you break your promise, don’t blame me."

"What are you going to do?" Ah Qing curiously looked at her.

This ni zi couldn’t possibly have a way to deal with her.

"I’ll cry for you." Huang’Er said seriously, with clenched teeth: "When the time comes, if sister really leaves me, I’ll erect a tombstone for you at the door and cry there every day."

"...So that’s the kind of crying." Ah Qing’s eye twitched slightly, then she gently pinched Huang’Er’s face: "Alright, I’m not deceiving you, I won’t break my word, you’ll know then."

"Okay." Huang’Er sighed, but then tilted her head, as if relieved: "Right now, it’s uncertain whether you’ll become Miss Yun’s maid, why should I be anxious."

Does she really think being Yun Qian’s maid is that easy?

Many people are eyeing it.

Ah Qing even if she has advantages, that’s just what they think; who knows what Yun Qian and the master think?

"I say, even Ms. Qingluo who has already gone to the Immortal Sect, might be more suitable to take care of Miss Yun than Ms. Qing." Huang’Er pouted.

Liu Qingluo at least knows Yun Qian, and she’s nearer.

"You seem to be hoping I can’t do it." Ah Qing said helplessly, but she understood the girl’s thoughts, yet now that she’s reminded, she’s genuinely determined.

Now Ah Qing has two goals.

One is to integrate into Flower Moon Building.

The other... is the position of Yun Qian’s maid.

She still has time to improve herself.

Currently, Yun Qian doesn’t have thoughts of accepting a maid, but today Yun Qian went to find Xu Chang’an alone, almost stumbling on the boat, proving that Yun Qian needs a maid by her side...

Moreover, Xu Chang’an clearly wants Yun Qian to be more cheerful; having a female companion to talk to is extremely important.