My Wife Is The Final Boss

Seniority doesn't matter, so Yun Qian naturally listens to Xu Chang'an.

"I mean, when is Ms. Li coming?" Yun Qian wiped the glistening off her face and said, "I... I still want makeup."

"It should... be soon." Xu Chang'an smiled wryly.

Would there be a high-ranking member of the Immortal Sect who would come out just to do makeup for a regular girl?

Xu Chang'an couldn't understand it, if this person were not Li Zhibai, not someone he trusted, respected, and admired as a teacher, Xu Chang'an would definitely think she had some ill intention or covetousness towards Yun Qian.

But when it comes to Li Zhibai, no matter how strange or how much he wants to complain, Xu Chang'an can only accept it.

Just consider it as the teacher occasionally wanting to meet new people.

Just consider it that her past aloofness was because no one was worthy of befriending her, and Yun Qian is.

Xu Chang'an can comfortably enjoy the help Li Zhibai provides him, but he wouldn't exploit Li Zhibai's responsibilities as a "teacher," after all, he also needs to fulfill his duties as a student.

"As long as the teacher is happy." Xu Chang'an sighed.

"As long as you're happy." Yun Qian echoed.

Xu Chang'an gently pinched Yun Qian's shoulder, helpless: "Miss, should I be saying, if the teacher is happy then I'm happy?"

"I don't know." Yun Qian shook her head.

"In fact, if Miss is happy, I'm happy." In front of Miss Yun, Xu Chang'an feels the teacher's happiness isn't as important.

"Miss, if you don't like the teacher, you don't have to force yourself..." Xu Chang'an said softly.

"It's not that I don't like her." Yun Qian replied.

Not only does she not dislike her, she even likes her a bit.

"It's because of me that you don't dislike her, right." Xu Chang'an understood: "So putting me aside, what do you think of the teacher's familiarity?"

Yun Qian didn't speak.

Looking at things aside from Xu Chang'an?

Without Xu Chang'an, then what's there to see, leaving aside Li Zhibai, nothing else means anything to her.

"Miss, the teacher is strange, but you are stranger." Xu Chang'an understood the meaning of Yun Qian's silence, he hid his helplessness and continued to massage Yun Qian.

With a simple hand movement, he had pacified Yun Qian's restless Spiritual Power, at least she wouldn't have nighttime leg cramps from exhaustion tonight after returning from Muyu Peak.

Yun Qian felt the warm sensation all over her body and the pleasant warmth on her back.

The fatigue of the day was emptied away, Yun Qian closed her eyes, inhaled the scent around her, and couldn't help but raise a foot, swaying it in front of Xu Chang'an.

"More." Yun Qian said.

Although Xu Chang'an knew the young lady couldn't refuse relaxation, Yun Qian really showed no restraint.

Xu Chang'an instantly diverted his gaze, but then instinctively caught Yun Qian's foot as it swayed in front of him.

It's a common occurrence.

There are many acupoints on a person's foot.

But they're beautiful, as if holding a warm jade, hard to let go.

Several breaths later, Xu Chang'an still didn't move, just holding onto Yun Qian's foot without any action, she finally realized something was off.

"What are you doing?" Yun Qian curled her delicate toes, her voice light and subtle: "Forget where the foot acupoints are?"

"Ah? Oh, I was distracted." Xu Chang'an froze for a moment, then immediately responded, cursing himself for losing focus.

"It's just the Gallbladder Meridian of Foot Shaoyang, how could I forget, the Foot Acupuncture Point Yang is on the outside of the little toe… I know." To cover his thoughts, Xu Chang'an poked Yun Qian's sole.

"Ticklish…"

Until Yun Qian patted the mattress again, Xu Chang'an started taking it seriously, employing the techniques he learned earnestly from medical books.

"..."

The sunset cast its glow into the room.

Yun Qian felt a slight soreness at her ankle, looked out the window, suddenly finding the sunset truly beautiful.

Not just the sunset.

In a good mood, everything seems beautiful.

This feeling of being gently cared for made Yun Qian wish time could always linger at this moment.

——

A while later, the sky had completely darkened.

Yun Qian had already enjoyed a bath and massage, and lazily knelt before the table, with a cup of steaming ginger tea beside her, while she sorted the various scrolls she rummaged from the study, selecting them as if examining treasures.

As Xu Chang'an prepared for guests, he said curiously: "Miss, what are you doing? Isn't it time for writing practice now?"

"I'm not going to practice writing." Yun Qian replied seriously.

She was selecting the scrolls with the best writing from her collection to show Li Zhibai later.

However, no matter how Yun Qian looked at them, she couldn't find any that were relatively worse.

Without any that were relatively worse, there were no relatively better ones, or rather all were the best.

So Yun Qian stacked the books together, not choosing anymore, planning to let Li Zhibai see them herself later.

Unexpectedly, Xu Chang'an directly took the stack of books, carried them back to the study, and said,

"After dinner, Miss, chat with the teacher in the room at leisure."

"Oh." Yun Qian rose to meet Xu Chang'an who emerged from the study, wiping the fine sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief: "Earlier, it was exhausting for you."

This wasn't a simple massage, he used his Spiritual Power.

Xu Chang'an, while using Spiritual Power to nurture her body during the bath, almost exhausted the vast Spiritual Power within his Elixir Field.

"This isn't like you." Xu Chang'an looked at Yun Qian strangely.

"Something learned from the cultivation of a qualified wife." Yun Qian said.

Xu Chang'an was originally happy, but upon hearing Yun Qian's words, his mood quickly became restrained though he continued to smile: "Alright, but massages aren't suitable to do often."

"Sure enough." Yun Qian pondered aloud: "Like things between husband and wife, they also need restraint...right?"

She said, looking at Xu Chang'an: "Is it that you can't bear to exhaust me?"

"?"

A question mark appeared on Xu Chang'an's head, half of his smile disappeared: "Massage and things at night…can't be compared."

"Is that so." Yun Qian asked: "Then… why can't it be done often."

"Miss needs to adapt." Xu Chang'an said: "Also, my Spiritual Power recovery needs time."

"Can't let you be too tired, I understand." Yun Qian tilted her head: "Perhaps…I can also give you a massage."

There should be reciprocity, it's her rule.

"Do you know how to massage, do you have the strength?" Xu Chang'an couldn't help but laugh.

Yun Qian helping him?

It sounds lovely but is evidently unrealistic.

"Yes, I don't understand." Yun Qian nodded, a flash of disappointment in her eyes.

Xu Chang'an caught this disappointment, feeling a pinch inside: "Miss, I said didn't I, with massage, even without knowing anything, just apply the right amount of pressure."

"But I don't have the strength either." Yun Qian quietly said.

"Walking on the back, that doesn't require strength."

Xu Chang'an blurted, then saw a glimmer in Yun Qian's eyes.

"..."

Did he say something wrong?