My Wife Is The Final Boss

Hearing the maid’s words, Huang’Er seemed to feel the Cyan Snake on her wrist move slightly. She instantly became nervous, anxiously looking out the window. After confirming Ah Qing had already left, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, then pouted:

"What are you talking about? If Ms. Qing hears this, how can I even show my face?"

"...Eh?" The maid was also stunned, "That’s strange, weren’t you always saying you would become the Young Master’s concubine when you grew up? Why deny it now?"

"I was just a child... I didn’t know any better back then. Stop talking about it." Huang’Er’s face blushed slightly.

"It’s strange, what’s so shameful about liking the Young Master?" The maid tilted her head, "I even like him... Wait, doesn’t Ah Qing know about your feelings for the Young Master?"

"Ms. Qing does... does know." Huang’Er hesitated.

"Then what from your childhood can’t she know?" The maid tilted her head.

"...You wouldn’t understand, sister." Huang’Er didn’t explain in detail.

Ah Qing may know she likes Xu Chang’an and is willing to be his concubine, but... but she always mentioned it in a joking tone, and Ah Qing couldn’t feel her affection for the Young Master from her tone.

However, if Ah Qing knew she had actually admired the Young Master since she was very young, the weight of the Young Master in her heart, and the nature of the problem, would be entirely different. It would immediately elevate the Young Master’s position in her heart to a very high level.

And the higher Xu Chang’an’s status, the more Ms. Qing might feel like she’s her ’rival’?

Of course, Huang’Er didn’t want Ah Qing to discover this. Even if only a little, she didn’t want her feelings for the Young Master to affect her relationship with Ah Qing.

"Such a strange girl." The maid shook her head helplessly, "Actually, I would prefer it if you continued admiring the Young Master as before."

"Because you can’t have him?" Huang’Er blinked.

"Yes."

They were accustomed to not obtaining things, so not having it meant not being hurt. In comparison, for the girls at Flower Moon Building, losing something was much harder to accept.

It’s incredibly challenging for them to have anything at all, so when they give their all but lose it, even the toughest girl would cry out in pain.

So, whether it’s choosing a companion or admiring someone, they have to be fully prepared.

"Compared to the Young Master who I can only look at, I prefer Ms. Qing... shouldn’t you support your sister’s feelings?" Huang’Er smiled at the maid, "An Xin, I’ve already seen through Ms. Qing, she’s very cute."

"For a woman to be seen through by you, she’s either extremely clumsy or extremely bright. Which one do you think Ah Qing is?" the maid asked.

"Ms. Qing isn’t very smart, sometimes she doesn’t seem like a woman."

"...Alright then." The maid didn’t argue but sincerely said, "Girl, I’ve basically watched you grow up."

Huang’Er looked down at her chest and quietly said, "Not... not fully grown yet."

"Sassy mouth." The maid sighed, lifting her head, "Pingniang told me, Ah Qing... might have been a Demon Sect Lady in the past, do you understand?"

In the mortal world, ’Lady’ doesn’t only refer to the Sect Leader; as long as you were a woman of the Demon Sect, you were collectively called a ’Lady.’

"Ms. Qing being a Demon Sect Lady, as Pingniang said... I guessed it." Huang’Er felt the Cyan Snake on her hand move again, but this time she was much calmer than when mentioned she liked Xu Chang’an. She openly said, "Ms. Qing also said she was a bad woman in the past, so being a Demon Sect Lady makes sense."

In this world, what place except the Demon Sect can allow a Half-Demon to live and provide them with a relatively stable environment?

So many things actually go unsaid, but everyone has a tacit understanding.

"Pingniang never specifically brought this up, so Ms. Qing’s background isn’t really important," Huang’Er said seriously.

"Oh, you." The maid said helplessly, "Didn’t you get scared to the point you refused to go to the West Pavilion alone when you heard the words ’Demon Sect’ as a child? You had to hold my hand to squat down."

"...Don’t say anymore." Huang’Er’s cheeks reddened, stubbornly saying, "If I had known back then that all the Demon Sect Ladies were as pretty as Ms. Qing, I wouldn’t have been afraid."

"Liking a Half-Demon, are you prepared?" The maid suddenly asked.

"Yes, I am." Huang’Er didn’t hesitate for a moment.

"Alright." The maid gently nodded, not saying anything further.

The girl was grown up after all. Many things she wouldn’t interfere with too much anymore. As long as she’s ready to face all outcomes, all an older sister needs to do is support her and be a warm embrace, a harbor when she’s in pain... that’s the best.

"Let’s go, your sister is about to perform on stage. I’ve saved you the best spot to watch the dance." The maid turned around.

"Sister, don’t get jealous, okay? Ms. Qing is Ms. Qing, and you’re my sister too." Huang’Er smiled.

"..." The maid glared at her, then said, "Let’s go."

"I can’t move." Huang’Er pointed at her leg.

"Didn’t you say it didn’t hurt?"

"It’s not the whip marks that hurt, it’s my leg... Pingniang crippled it, I can’t walk now."