My Wife Is The Final Boss
Chapter 575 - 0339 Do Not Overshadow the Host (Two-in-One) _2
CHAPTER 575: 0339 DO NOT OVERSHADOW THE HOST (TWO-IN-ONE) _2
The third one is about to ascend to the heavens.
Moreover, this time, both the task reward and punishment are none, the entire system exudes an eerie and perfunctory vibe.
"What kind of problem is this, the condition to trigger this task... I can’t figure it out."
Xu Chang’an rubbed his temples and decided to pretend he hadn’t seen it.
What he didn’t know was that the system also had no choice. After all, in the system’s eyes, what Xu Chang’an was currently doing was—thinking in his heart that Miss Yun was not attractive.
Disdaining Miss Yun’s appearance, how is that acceptable?
It’s practically courting death.
So it directly issued a task, and because it didn’t want Xu Chang’an to think too much, it simply didn’t add a reward.
But after all, a system is just a system, unable to comprehend the true circumstances at this moment.
Perhaps the rebound was too severe after suppressing his thoughts, Xu Chang’an’s gaze, as if he’d eat someone alive, never left Yun Qian, who would believe he was disdainful?
Xu Chang’an: "..."
At this moment, due to the unsteadiness of his fingers when removing her makeup, Miss Yun had many places on her black hair and clothing that were damp.
But exactly this slight dishevelment made Yun Qian appear like a lotus emerging from the water, her whole person exuding an indescribable elegance and fragility.
And the pitter-patter of the rain seemed to make the whole world noisy and annoying, yet from another angle, the whole world seemed very quiet, with only the continuous sound of rain.
In such an environment, it further highlighted the young lady as the center of the world, as if she had just returned from the rain.
Especially since the young lady still had her eyes closed, with trembling eyelashes that invoked a protective instinct, she was at this moment the most fragile young lady in the world.
"...Miss, I think." Xu Chang’an murmured, "I hope you’re not truly this beautiful, maybe it’s just in the eye of the beholder ..."
Otherwise.
This...
Facing such a Miss Yun, with Senior Zhu’s petty nature, how could she not be jealous?
Even Xu Chang’an found it absurd.
"What’s wrong?" Yun Qian heard Xu Chang’an’s words and opened her eyes with some confusion.
"Hiss." Xu Chang’an, meeting Yun Qian’s gaze, drew a cold breath.
What kind of gaze was that?
Like seeing fog dissipate and knowing the light when viewing mist in Liquan.
It seemed like a hint of chilling light that startled the heart, but upon closer inspection, it had an inescapable tenderness.
"..."
Xu Chang’an suddenly stood up, standing in front of Miss Yun, very close, he slightly bent down, meeting Yun Qian’s eyes.
His gaze lingered on Yun Qian’s lips.
"Miss, I..."
Xu Chang’an’s face struggled, as if he wanted to say something.
This was the system’s guidance.
He clearly hadn’t thought of such things initially, but once the system mentioned it, his heart was moved.
Xu Chang’an was very aware that it was his subconscious at work, subconsciously blaming himself for letting the young lady "disguise her beauty," which instead magnified Yun Qian’s allure even more.
"What’s wrong?" Yun Qian said calmly, "Is the makeup completely removed?"
"Consider it clean." Xu Chang’an smiled wryly, "But... not quite meeting my expectations."
Yun Qian nodded.
Upon a closer look, a blush appeared on the young lady’s ear lobe.
Clearly, she wasn’t as calm as she appeared.
She couldn’t help it either, Xu Chang’an’s warm breaths fell upon her face, and now, Miss Yun, unable to hold out even for a quarter of an hour, was somewhat afraid.
Yes, afraid.
Fortunately, Xu Chang’an soon averted his gaze, muttering to himself, "It should be my problem, my problem... Hm, how can someone look better after removing their makeup? It shouldn’t be this way."
"You’re really strange." Yun Qian sighed softly, thinking about the voice she had just heard, pursing her lips.
She felt that her husband’s system this time seemed to suddenly understand, as if it had gained humanity.
The system actually started doing things that could make her happy.
"I know I’m strange." Xu Chang’an took a deep breath, then carefully looked at Yun Qian in her elegant and noble white long dress, saying seriously, "Miss, your clothing..."
Xu Chang’an made a downward gesture, quickly.
"...Huh?!"
Miss Yun’s calmness froze on her face, her emotions visibly rippling.
"Today, why do you keep thinking about..." Yun Qian clutched the hem of her dress with both hands, but her tone remained calm, "Today I... never mind, don’t we have to attend the banquet? Let me rest a bit, won’t you."
"?"
Xu Chang’an coughed, taking out a simple dress, almost without any embroidery, from the storage pouch, given by the ladies of the Piluo Residence.
Yes, he intended to fully suppress Miss Yun’s presence.
"I meant, changing into this outfit would be safer." Xu Chang’an squinted, "Miss, what were you thinking?"
Yun Qian: "..."
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Raindrops fall.
Zhu Pingniang and Miss Lu were waiting outside the Flower Moon Building by a carriage for Yun Qian and Xu Chang’an to come out, ready to travel with Xu Chang’an to board a boat at the Inner Lake’s best vantage point.
Along the way, the scenery was nice, and the carriage would take some time, so Zhu Pingniang didn’t intend to miss this obvious opportunity to get closer.
She had already decided what to say to Yun Qian.
In any case, she had specifically found a small carriage, and later on, Miss Lu would be the driver, while she, Xu Chang’an, and Yun Qian were to nestle inside the small, slightly cramped carriage.
"Sister, couldn’t we just wait for the gentleman on the painted boat, why go with them in the carriage." Miss Lu was grimacing at this time, as if she had just been chastised.
"What do you know, that painted boat is so big, resplendent and dazzling, meeting there would make the plain Ms. Yun feel distant from me, accustomed to simplicity." Zhu Pingniang said with experienced wisdom, "Of course, squeezing into the little carriage together would bridge the gap."
"Simple? How do you know Miss Yun has a simple nature?" Miss Lu shook her head, "She’s clearly a well-born lady."
"No matter how good her background, isn’t she still living in a small courtyard with Chang’an? You can tell just by looking at her that she’s not a lavish person."
Zhu Pingniang chuckled, then spun in place and asked, "Ni Zi, how do I look?"
To outshine Yun Qian, she had specially worn a fiery red gold-embroidered long skirt, with makeup personally done by Miss Lu, and walking all the way with an umbrella earlier, all she saw were astonished gazes.
"Sister, do you even need to ask?" Miss Lu looked at Zhu Pingniang, slightly smugly holding her head high.
She at this moment resembled a proud swan heading to battle.
No doubt, her Ms. Zhu was the most beautiful person in the world.
She had a reason to be proud.
While doing makeup and choosing clothes, Miss Lu confirmed once again how moving her Ms. Zhu really was.
Miss Lu sighed lightly, recalling what she had seen in her youth.
Even many years later, Miss Lu still felt that her Ms. Zhu was astoundingly beautiful to the point where she didn’t seem to belong in the mortal world.
In youth, encountering someone too stunning can leave a restless life.
This is besides Wushan... isn’t Yun.
Accompanying such a Ms. Zhu, how could she possibly notice anyone else?
"As long as I look good." Zhu Pingniang flicked her sleeves, the exquisite glass earrings on her ears swaying, reflecting her charm.
Today, she must thoroughly amaze Miss Yun.
"On what grounds does Ah Bai say I lack allure, hmph."
Thinking this, Zhu Pingniang suddenly had a shift in her gaze, waving her hand to summon a water mirror, revealing Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian’s figures within.
"Look, they’re coming out..."
Zhu Pingniang’s words got stuck halfway through her throat.
"...."
"...."
The raindrops cascaded, the glass earrings beside Zhu Pingniang’s ears shaking vigorously.
She saw Yun Qian.
That girl with black hair stood under the umbrella with such calm, looking naturally at the young man, as always.
She was wearing ordinary clothing, short-sleeved with a white undergarment and a pale-colored pleated skirt over it, normal to the point of being somewhat unsophisticated.
Yun Qian hadn’t even worn makeup; her untouched face noticeable in the water mirror.
And she simply stood there.
Just standing there radiantly.
She was immediately defeated.