My Wife Is The Final Boss

At this moment, Miss Lu captured the ’essence’ of this girl, Yun Qian.

Yun Qian must be like her, completely at a loss with such profound things. Even if she could remember them, she wouldn’t be able to understand.

In contrast, it was Wen Li’s thoughtful attempts to understand that Miss Lu immensely admired.

Master...

Is the master speaking human language?

What long river of the world, what fate stuff.

Are these things ordinary women need to consider?

With Miss Yun’s personality, how could she be interested in these?

Yet Xu Chang’an could talk to Yun Qian about these, revealing to Miss Lu just how much Yun Qian liked Xu Chang’an. Even such words, which meant less to a woman than a piece of candied fruit, Yun Qian could remember them all word for word.

This is love.

In a secluded place, having found the food of the loved one, Miss Lu felt very delighted.

Wen Li gave her a strange look.

What is Miss Lu smiling about?

Surely she couldn’t, like me, be interested in such profound knowledge.

Ignoring it, Wen Li was genuinely dazzled by Xu Chang’an’s perspective at this moment. She repeatedly pondered over Xu Chang’an’s words exclusive to Yun Qian, the more she thought, the more she felt they contained the truth labeled as profundity.

"Junior Sister, about fate, did Junior Brother say anything else?" Wen Li pursued.

Yun Qian thought for a while, then shook her head.

There shouldn’t be more.

Since Xu Chang’an saw she wasn’t interested, he wouldn’t really force her to listen too much. Yun Qian said, "If you want to know, just ask him."

"...That’s true." Wen Li thought Yun Qian made sense, she was too anxious, yet she needed some time to digest the profundity she had understood just now.

When Wen Li didn’t speak, the atmosphere immediately cooled down, so to warm up the scene, Miss Lu had to continue the topic.

"Miss Yun, let’s not talk about the lofty essence of fate..." Miss Lu stood up, walked behind Yun Qian, and gently pressed her shoulders, lightly massaging them.

This was a maid’s job, she didn’t even need to greet Yun Qian, doing it very naturally because she knew Yun Qian wouldn’t care about these at all.

Sure enough, Yun Qian relaxedly enjoyed Miss Lu’s skills, while asking, "Not speaking about the essence of fate?"

"Those complicated things, I don’t understand." Miss Lu looked at Yun Qian’s snow-white neck, breathing a little hastily, her heart raced at the thought that the work she was doing now was once done by Xu Chang’an.

Forcing herself to calm down, she seriously said, "When women talk, they don’t care about reason, don’t break the teapot just to talk about whether they like it or not."

"Not about reason, just about liking..." Yun Qian liked her words, nodding gently.

"So, I don’t like fate, I don’t like the phrase predestined." Miss Lu took a deep breath.

As a courtesan.

Even when meeting Zhu Pingniang.

The word fate felt like a mountain, pressing her chest, making it hard for her to breathe, she took a few deep breaths, using slender fingers to gently fish out Yun Qian’s hair caught in her collar before asking, "Miss Yun, how... do you view fate, do you like it or not?"

At this moment, Miss Lu really wanted to know how a girl like Yun Qian, with a heart as clear as a mirror, viewed the fate Wen Li had just mentioned.

To Miss Lu’s surprise, Yun Qian didn’t hesitate in her answer.

"Like." Yun Qian said.

Hearing this answer, Miss Lu’s fingers trembled slightly.

Unexpectedly.

She likes it. "Miss Yun, why?" Miss Lu didn’t understand why in the world there would be girls who liked the so-called predestination?

Yun Qian didn’t consider Miss Lu’s feelings, she just spoke from her own perspective, saying, "I live in the Chaoyun Sect, in a place called Celestial Bright Peak."

"Celestial Bright Peak..." Miss Lu blinked in confusion.

"Celestial Bright, meaning fate." Yun Qian explained, "Me living at Celestial Bright Peak is fate’s hint to her."

This is the world she shares with her husband.

Every name, every place has its own meaning.

Muyu Peak, drawn from the Morning Clouds and Evening Rain between a man and a woman, in such a place, is a guarantee for her and Miss Yun to be close, a valid reason for openly bullying.

If Muyu Peak is so, then the first moment she resided on Celestial Bright Peak, the so-called Celestial Bright, how could it be... merely a simple, easily forgotten name?

It must have the same, or even more important meaning than the two words Mu Yu.

Yun Qian was with Xu Chang’an on a midnight boat trip, she once thought Celestial Bright meant the sun’s rise at the equinox, the end of the night, the arrival of the day. She initially thought Celestial Bright Peak was a temporary sanctuary for her beside Xu Chang’an before he became dazzling and before he loathed her.

Later, Yun Qian realized it wasn’t the end of the night and arrival of the day.

It was destiny’s mandate.

Her husband was subtly hinting to her, all of her... was controlled by fate, and your so-called destiny, besides Xu Chang’an, there is no other person.

It was from then Yun Qian began to once realize, she ought to have responded to her husband’s call from a long time ago, listening to his orders, being arranged by his fate, hence... appearing by his side.

"I do like fate." Yun Qian said softly.

"Why?" Miss Lu breathed rapidly.

Yun Qian didn’t know why Miss Lu was nervous, but she really had a way to make her happy. Whether it was the way she called her ’Madam Xu’, or many other details, all made her patient with Miss Lu.