My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 1019: Chapter 560: The True Daughter of the Celestial Dao (Double) (Part 2)

After thinking for a while, Miss Lu nodded, but she still felt a bit strange.

Just now... why was Li Zhibai looking at her?

Even though it was just a moment, Miss Lu believed she hadn’t mistaken it; Li Zhibai’s eyes indeed flashed with a hint of shock and bewilderment.

She lowered her head, looking at her long dress.

Neither revealing nor garish.

Very appropriate.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with her. Even Zhu Pingniang couldn’t get anything out of Li Zhibai, so there’s no point in her overthinking it here.

She should think about how to make Ms. Zhu leave this position.

But right now, Zhu Pingniang was obviously blinded by anger and jealousy, along with the most despicable emotions of a woman, and couldn’t hear what she was saying at all.

"Um, Ms. Zhu, aren’t we doing something not so good?" Miss Lu asked.

"What?" Zhu Pingniang couldn’t think that her good daughter was now pondering how to pull her away from Yun Qian. She followed the direction Miss Lu was pointing and saw Wen Li.

Ah, Wen Li, what’s wrong?

"Saying this and leaving Fairy Wen out in the cold isn’t very good," Miss Lu leaned over, getting closer to Zhu Pingniang, and whispered in her ear: "Not nice, after all, she’s a guest."

Li Zhibai and Yun Qian were talking, and she and Zhu Pingniang were left with Wen Li sitting there keeping to herself in silence, how awkward.

And even more awkward.

Zhu Pingniang rubbed her temples.

That dumb girl.

Does she think that speaking softly means Wen Li can’t hear her?

Fortunately, Wen Li was very considerate. If she responded with a "it’s fine" now, how would Miss Lu handle it?

Such an understanding girl.

Zhu Pingniang smiled at the meditating Wen Li, then waved her hand: "It’s okay, that’s just her personality, you don’t have to worry about her."

"Why don’t I change seats with you, so you can talk to Fairy Wen?" Miss Lu suggested, blinking.

She had thought it through quite well.

As long as Zhu Pingniang was willing to switch, as soon as Young Master Xu came, she would immediately rise to greet him, thus... wouldn’t the seat beside Miss Yun be vacant?

Besides, the reason she gave was legitimate. Indeed, it wasn’t nice to leave Wen Li alone, the silent fairy seemed quite pitiful, who wouldn’t think she’s being isolated?

But Zhu Pingniang found Miss Lu’s suggestion strange.

"You girl, I thought you were just restless sitting here..." Zhu Pingniang tugged Miss Lu’s cheeks: "Turns out you’re not satisfied, don’t like your seat?"

This girl, she’s already daring to ask for her seat today.

Who knows if tomorrow she’ll ask to run the Flower Moon Building’s classes.

And the day after tomorrow, will she be like Qinling, daring to use seductive medicine on her?

"Ms. Zhu, what are you talking about, I’m not..." Miss Lu blushed, giving Zhu Pingniang a reproachful glance.

Who said they dislike their seat?

"Then I’m not switching with you." Zhu Pingniang pouted: "What do I have to chat about with Little Wen?"

She would not forget so easily how Wen Li had given her a hard time in the fantasy mirror.

"Though I’m not sure what you’re planning..." Zhu Pingniang blinked and smiled: "But you want to swap seats with me now, don’t you?"

"Mm-hmm." Miss Lu nodded vigorously.

"There needs to be a reason." Zhu Pingniang asked.

"A reason... Is none okay?"

"I’ll think of one for you." Zhu Pingniang waved: "Just say you dislike that seat, and want to sit here."

"Ms. Zhu." Miss Lu sighed, now was not the time for jokes.

When did she want to replace her sister?

"I’m serious." Zhu Pingniang squinted her eyes: "I won’t ask for your reason, if you say it, I’ll give you the seat, how about that."

Zhu Pingniang was teasing her own girl.

After all, seats didn’t matter; even the jealousy over Li Zhibai had subsided. She also found it amusing seeing Yun Qian with that sleepy look and she getting jealous over it... it was just too funny.

Since Miss Lu was timid, she’d give her a little nudge.

"So, you want to replace me? Speak with some ambition and I’ll let you have it, no kidding." Zhu Pingniang pressed.

"..."

Miss Lu was silent.

She took a deep breath.

To let Miss Yun and Young Master be closer for once... isn’t it just overstepping bounds, even if it’s disrespectful?

What does it matter?

It’s all just a joke anyway, not to be taken seriously.

So Miss Lu decided to go for broke, whispering to Zhu Pingniang: "Sister, I just feel that with my status, I shouldn’t be sitting here, but rather in your seat. Could you please let me?"

"... This girl, even while speaking ambitiously you seem so hesitant." Zhu Pingniang clicked her tongue. Standing up of her own volition: "Fine, count it as you gave it your best."

Seeing Miss Lu swiftly take her seat, as if afraid someone else might snatch it, Zhu Pingniang found it amusing.

"Insisting on changing, as if no one knew your intentions."

To Zhu Pingniang, the only reason Miss Lu wanted to swap seats with her was Yun Qian.

Zhu Pingniang thought Miss Lu wanted to snuggle closer to Yun Qian, moving a bit nearer to her...

"Whatever you say, sister." Miss Lu knew for sure that Zhu Pingniang hadn’t seen through her real thoughts, but in some way, it wasn’t wrong. For Miss Yun and Young Master Xu, she didn’t mind being deemed lustful...

Sitting beside Yun Qian, watching her slightly lazy posture, Miss Lu took a deep breath, feeling as if she could catch a whiff of her scent.

This...

Does seem rather nice.

No, no.

As long as Miss Yun and Young Master Xu can be close together, it doesn’t matter what happens to her.

Just as she was thinking, Miss Lu suddenly met Li Zhibai’s gaze, across Yun Qian. Once again, she found Li Zhibai watching her, which puzzled her, but she still smiled back at Li Zhibai before lowering her head and quietly awaited Xu Chang’an’s return so she could give up the seat.

However, at that moment, she realized an issue.

The cushion she sat on would warm up... how could she offer it to Young Master Xu?

——

Li Zhibai: "..."

She observed for a moment, finally confirming that she wasn’t mistaken.

Tong Jun’s daughter had indeed shown something unusual.

She genuinely released a mysterious aura for a moment...

A girl favored by Heaven?

How could that be?

Li Zhibai was momentarily dumbfounded.

If it weren’t for her exposure to Dao Rhyme, plus Miss Lu being close enough, she wouldn’t have been able to catch that fleeting Heavenly Dao aura.

She hadn’t considered that there could be a woman favored by heaven yet still from a brothel background. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Postnatal?

Even though that aura was faint, Li Zhibai, having been familiar with Dao Rhyme, knew exactly what such a woman could achieve if she began cultivation: imbued with the power of Heaven, unstoppable, unhindered by evil, free of Heart Demons, essentially like the sole protagonist of a competitive era.

Yet, if she truly were favored by Heaven, Miss Lu’s fortune wouldn’t be this limited, and opening a Pupil Technique should reveal boundless celestial energy, like an unstoppable radiance over which even the sun, moon, and stars could not prevail.

Of course, Li Zhibai had not encountered a real "Child of Heaven," and her knowledge was only from books.

After all, not even Shi Qingjun was a being favored by Heaven.

Hence, Li Zhibai hesitated at first, refraining from voicing her guess.

However, the presence of the Heavenly Dao aura she felt was undeniable.

Perhaps...

Miss Lu simply caught Heaven’s favor, or was under the gaze of the Heavenly Dao.

Yet, after that flash, she certainly didn’t feel that aura again.

She noted the event.

She would report to the Sect Leader.

And also.

"Tong Jun, you certainly know how to pick people." She suddenly said helplessly.

Zhu Pingniang, pondering what topic to use with Wen Li, was taken aback upon hearing Li Zhibai’s words: "What are you talking about."

"Nothing."

Xu Chang’an was sent up by her.

And then there’s an Immortal Talent.

Now, unexpectedly, emerges a girl possibly being eyed by the Frosty Heaven, potentially becoming a leading figure of an era.

This world, she truly found increasingly perplexing.

What was it about Tong Jun’s hand...

Thinking of this.

"It’s nothing."

" "