My Wife Is The Final Boss

Although Liu Qingluo is also good-looking, Yun Qian is just in front, so the crowd's attention quickly returned to Gu Qiancheng.

"Gu'Er, why don't you come down? Climbing trees in a dress, that's really something."

"I don't think we taught you to be like this. Where did this wild monkey come from... Is this how your Second Lady manages you at the Hehuan Sect?"

"Alright, let's get to the point. Just now... was Miss Yun talking to you, Qiancheng?"

"...I... I'm not coming down." Gu Qiancheng shook her head, then asked in confusion, "Ms. Yun? What did Ms. Yun say?"

She was too focused on hugging the tree to suppress her excitement and didn't watch Yun Qian, missing what happened.

Gu Qiancheng looked at Liu Qingluo under the tree and asked in confusion, "Sister Liu, what happened just now?"

Liu Qingluo: "..."

Yun Qian was calling her over.

Can she refuse?

Liu Qingluo desperately didn't want to approach Yun Qian, but now in front of everyone, she couldn't.

If she were to walk away, it would embarrass Yun Qian.

There was no other option than to go over.

In fact, for Yun Qian, if Liu Qingluo didn't want to come over, she could just refuse; she merely called once without demanding.

But Liu Qingluo always belittled herself, lacking the courage to refuse.

"It's nothing." Liu Qingluo said softly, under Gu Qiancheng's astonished gaze, "Gu, I need to go over once."

"Go over? Go where..." Gu Qiancheng said, noticing the bitterness in Liu Qingluo's expression, suddenly froze.

She slid down from the tree in shock.

Gu Qiancheng, being clever, kept silence, watching Liu Qingluo move toward Yun Qian with difficult steps, holding an umbrella.

Even if Gu Qiancheng were silly, she knew Yun Qian wasn't looking at her earlier.

Indeed.

Xu Chang'an specifically bought wine, the two of them know each other... nothing surprising.

Gu Qiancheng felt none of jealousy, rather a breath of relief, yet looked worriedly at Liu Qingluo's back.

Isn't Sister Liu very afraid of Ms. Yun...

Hope nothing goes wrong.

——

Liu Qingluo stepped in embroidered shoes, her back straight but her steps somewhat stiff.

This scene naturally drew the attention of the girls watching on Muyu Peak, they vaguely sensed something amiss.

Seems… not a disciple of the Hehuan Sect but an acquaintance of this Miss Yun?

Liu Qingluo was very nervous.

You know, she wasn't familiar enough with Yun Qian to greet her.

The closer she got to Yun Qian, the tenser she became, treading water, her body began to sway slightly.

Finally.

Liu Qingluo stumbled, her steps heavy, splashing water.

"Sss..."

Feeling the splash of water on her calf, Liu Qingluo shivered.

Thankfully... she didn't fall.

Liu Qingluo stopped walking, listening to the trickling water gradually quiet around her.

She took a deep breath.

Once again, she stepped cautiously onto the bluestone, though little flowing water, she still walked gingerly, fearing slipping by accident.

If she fell now, her life in the Immortal Sect would be over.

——

In the pavilion, Yun Qian watched Liu Qingluo walking toward her, her brows raised slightly.

She didn't have any intention of bullying, but Yun Qian couldn't sense the subtle atmosphere.

Sitting on the pavilion railing, eating candied fruit to restore energy.

Yun Qian puzzled by Liu Qingluo's attitude.

That girl seemed very scared?

Why?

Was she that terrifying?

Yun Qian lifted her foot to let the rushing water cleanse her shoe soles, a bit murky flowing beneath the pavilion.

As she retracted her foot, Liu Qingluo had already arrived in front of her.

The Wine Lady took down the umbrella, gently stepping into the array around Yun Qian in the pavilion.

Liu Qingluo's mind was in turmoil, looking down at the creek water constantly surging forward, bewildered.

Yun Qian called her over, so she came.

But upon really meeting Yun Qian, she regretted...

Was she really calling for her?

Could Ms. Yun see that far?

As Liu Qingluo pondered, Yun Qian lightly tapped the spot beside her.

"Are you here? Take a seat and rest." Yun Qian said calmly.

Liu Qingluo heard her, trembling slightly, she slowly raised her head, then froze.

Leaning against the railing, Yun Qian showed no discernible expression, but the scenery behind her...

Rainy Muyu Peak looked wonderful, small buildings stood tall, Qin Pavilion, workshops, tea houses, densely linked, the light at dusk faintly scattered down, through the light rain, leaving a remnant glow on vivid red bricks and green tiles.

Truly beautiful.

Yun Qian's voice seemed to possess some magical power, instantly calming Liu Qingluo, all her previous chaotic emotions thrown away.

"Qingluo greets Ms. Yun."

Liu Qingluo bowed to Yun Qian.

The courtesy matched the etiquette when she met Yun Qian in the tavern.

This call of sister flowed smoothly, much smoother than the stiff tone in the tavern.

"Mm."

Yun Qian responded to the address, then slightly shifted left, vacating a spot.

Liu Qingluo naturally sat down.

"..."

Surrounding girls too were stunned, including Gu Qiancheng.

What happened?

Wasn't it tense?

Liu Qingluo just looked like she was heading to an execution ground, yet how did stepping inside make the atmosphere peaceful as if best friends meeting?

——

Regardless of others, Liu Qingluo herself found it strange, but when Yun Qian showed her a calm attitude... she couldn't raise any negative feelings.

Exhaled relief.

More natural, more natural... at least won't leave Miss Yun with a bad impression.

Although Liu Qingluo sat, there's a considerable distance between her and Yun Qian.

She... still dared not be too close, being able to sit, already a burst of courage, extraordinary effort.

Yun Qian thought by etiquette, she called Liu Qingluo over, so ought to find topics to talk about, pondering a while, then Yun Qian asked, "Are you comfortable living here?"

"Comfortable." Liu Qingluo replied.

Atmosphere somewhat stiff, yet not awkward.

Yun Qian noticed Liu Qingluo's fair fingers and nodded, "Your wound has healed?"

"Wound?" Liu Qingluo stunned, then her eyes showed a hint of emotional movement.

Back when Gu Qiancheng stomped on the tavern's floor, she due to Xu Chang'an leaving, distracted, cleaned up the scene, her hand cut by wood, stone, bleeding...

What bleeding, washed with water later, it cleaned up.

She herself forgot it, unexpectedly—

Sister... still remembered.

Wind blew through the pavilion before the stream, bringing chill, but Liu Qingluo only felt warm breeze brushing her face.

Hard to imagine, this seemingly hard-to-approach sister, her thoughts so meticulous.

"Reporting to sister, healed long ago." Liu Qingluo's voice weak, soon after looked up and said, "Just some cuts by wood, doesn't matter... apologized for worrying sister."

Yun Qian looked at Liu Qingluo's light makeup, noticed the prominent beauty mark, blinked.

She seemed happy?

"Are you not afraid of me now?" Yun Qian asked.

Liu Qingluo: "..."

Turns out, her previous unruly appearance caught sister's attention.

"Naturally, sister isn't frightening, it's my... my own fault." Liu Qingluo gently bit her lip.

"It's good to not be scared." Yun Qian nodded, "Just right, I have something to ask you."

"Ask me?" Liu Qingluo drawn to Yun Qian's question, through uncertainty raised her head, said, "Is there anything Qingluo can help sister with? Feel free to ask."

"What about the scenery here looks good? Is there anything worth appreciating?" Yun Qian extended her hand, pointing at the scene behind.

Her cool voice entered Liu Qingluo's ear, making her eye twitch.

"???"

This...

What is sister saying?

She couldn't understand.