My Wife Is The Final Boss

No one would be shocked by routine objects, and Yun Qian is no different.

In Yun Qian’s eyes, she didn’t experience anything; the emotions she felt were nothing more than an ordinary moment in countless days, although it was indeed qualified to be stored in the Treasure Vault, just as her preferences have highs and lows.

Treasures also have different levels.

Simply put... it’s quite ordinary.

In fact, if the emotions from that fruit were like the rare occasions when Xu Chang’an harshly scolds her, such as pressing her onto the couch and telling her she must never go to the seaside alone...

Yun Qian might waver for a moment, after all, that would be a rare treasure.

As for now, never mind.

Yun Qian yawned slightly, then right in front of Zhu Pingniang, she picked up another Beauty Fruit, took a gentle bite, and made a swallowing motion with her slender neck.

"...Ms. Yun, isn’t it not quite to your liking?" Zhu Pingniang asked instinctively. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Yun Qian looked at her strangely, without responding.

Although the Celestial Grade doesn’t rate highly in her heart, it’s still something edible. After all, it’s being compared to the pastries made by Xu Chang’an. With only this to eat now, Miss Yun is no fool, so she naturally won’t be picky. Plus, she does feel a bit tired and needs to replenish her energy. Thus, Zhu Pingniang watched as Yun Qian, as if eating candied fruit, ate all the remaining Beauty Fruits on the plate two by two.

Afterwards, Xu Chang’an carefully wiped her hands, and then there was no further reaction.

Feeling a bit full... does that count as a reaction?

At the very least, the reaction Zhu Pingniang had expected, there was not a single one of those.

"...Ah." Zhu Pingniang made a sound that was neither regretful nor restraining.

How did it all just... get eaten?

She still wanted to take some back to savor slowly later. After all, she always gets headaches from the girls at Flower Moon Building, and if she could have one before bed, she’d be able to dream a good dream all night.

"Chang’an, do you have any more?" Zhu Pingniang couldn’t help but ask.

Li Zhibai: "..."

Wen Li: "..."

Everyone knew what Zhu Pingniang was thinking at this moment, except for Miss Lu who was still confused, pondering that although the fruit was delicious, her own sister doesn’t seem like someone who would be greedy for it, right?

"No more, as you instructed today, only prepared this much." Xu Chang’an shook his head. A Beauty Fruit Tree doesn’t bear much fruit, and combined with...

He glanced at Li Zhibai.

Plus, sir had specifically approached him before to request some, so the few best-looking fruits were actually reserved for Li Zhibai, and also saved some for his own Miss Yun. He understood Yun Qian’s thoughts the best and planned to go back and put all his effort into making a dessert she’d truly say she liked.

This isn’t preferential treatment, just favoritism.

Just as Zhu Pingniang said, his heart isn’t placed right in the center; a little favoritism is completely natural, isn’t it?

"Really... really no more." Zhu Pingniang covered her face, feeling somewhat dejected as she sat back in her place.

Then, Xu Chang’an bowed and took the fruit plate to clear it up. Miss Lu wanted to follow but thought that since there were other people here, as a young lady, it wouldn’t be good to go out alone with Xu Chang’an, so she just sat there.

"Ah... what a pity... how could it be gone." Zhu Pingniang smacked her lips, regretting deeply, saying, "Ah Bai, I should have reserved some earlier; this way, how can I survive..."

If she hadn’t tasted it, it would be fine, but after tasting it... of course she’d want to try it a second time.

"Ms. Zhu." Miss Lu couldn’t help but nudge her.

What was Zhu Pingniang saying?

Saying such things in front of Yun Qian, wasn’t she blaming Yun Qian for eating too much?

"Look at you, being so petty..." Zhu Pingniang curled her lips. If Yun Qian cared about such things, she wouldn’t be Yun Qian. Zhu Pingniang just winked at Yun Qian, "Sister, why did you eat so quickly just now, didn’t leave some for me."

"..." Yun Qian thought for a moment, then softly said, "Feeling a bit weary."

So, she ate something to replenish her strength.

"You... alright then." Zhu Pingniang had nothing else to say. She and Li Zhibai exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.

Actually... even if Zhu Pingniang were to do it, she wouldn’t dare eat like Yun Qian, because the lotus that Zhu Pingniang fed Yun Qian earlier was like a primer, allowing everything she ate for some time to have the effect of analyzing emotions.

Moreover, for Zhu Pingniang, Li Zhibai, and Wen Li, the emotions contained within the Beauty Fruit were fundamentally not about slowly experiencing daily emotions, but about directly pouring that lazy happiness, abundantly and continuously, straight into their Sea of Consciousness.

The scariest part about this happiness is that it can reach your heart at its most vulnerable point. It’s not about gradually experiencing emotions, it’s more like forcing you to feel this emotion, then magnifying it a thousandfold, clear and straightforward, yet not abrupt, because those emotions are so warm and beautiful.

It’s like first forcing you to experience it, then indefinitely extending that forced time, making you feel like endless years have passed in a moment, eventually getting you accustomed to this feeling, able to fully immerse yourself without any discord.

This is what makes it the most terrifying thing.