My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 717 - 0409 Zhu Pingniang suddenly wants to play cultivation (combined)_2

Chapter 717: 0409 Zhu Pingniang suddenly wants to play cultivation (combined)_2

Zhu Pingniang covered her forehead.

What a fickle and cheap woman she must be...

Is her infatuation so worthless?

Forget it...

Zhu Pingniang realized that her infatuation wasn’t anything serious, merely lust.

"I’m beyond saving."

Zhu Pingniang gritted her silver teeth, glaring resentfully at the girls below at the Flower Moon Building.

These brothel girls have corrupted her.

Hmm.

Her expression softened.

She admitted it, she was a lustful, bad woman.

Then...

As a lustful woman... Zhu Pingniang’s eyes were filled with an uncontrollable ripple.

She already admitted she was lustful, so as a lustful girl, gently, carefully, fleetingly...

She touched Miss Yun’s beautiful hand—

It shouldn’t matter; it can be understood, right?

Zhu Pingniang, somewhat infatuated, kept her gaze on Yun Qian’s hands holding the teacup... slightly clenching the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

Yun Qian was truly beautiful in every aspect, including her hands.

Slender yet full and white, her nails gave off a faint sheen, soft yet lustrous.

Zhu Pingniang squinted, wanting to know if such fingers were nimble, if those pretty nails would be soft or hard to the touch...

Such rarely seen beautiful hands, it would be a pity not to use them to play the zither.

She wanted to see her play the zither.

To see such hands strumming the strings.

At this moment, Zhu Pingniang’s mind was filled with this thought, to the point she didn’t realize how heated her gaze had become.

But she couldn’t help it; she had long admitted she was a zither fanatic. The reason she liked Liu Qingluo was also because of her excellent zither skill.

And for playing the zither, hands are extremely important.

So, at this moment, Zhu Pingniang’s admiration was not in the traditional sense, she liked not the slender loveliness but what these hands could pluck from the strings of a zither, could write on paper in beautiful calligraphy, could paint a vibrant scene on a canvas.

At this moment, Zhu Pingniang wanted very much to grasp Yun Qian’s hand, to feel the bones, then customize a seven-stringed zither suited to her fingers.

And then listen to her play.

This hobby of Zhu Pingniang’s seemed embarrassing to admit, after all...

It’s less embarrassing than being lustful.

But Zhu Pingniang could understand, after all, she felt Yun Qian’s appearance was already perfect, so what remained was the internal richness of the Six Arts for Women.

But if she acted too eager about such things, it could come off as odd.

The last time she paid such attention to a girl’s hands was with Wen Li.

Wen Li’s hands weren’t particularly attractive, but from years of wielding weapons since childhood, there was a slight callus on her knuckles, a rough feeling, but it gave a sense of security.

Thinking of this, Zhu Pingniang felt a bit proud.

What about Wen Li?

Isn’t she now cultivated by Muyu Peak into someone skilled in every Six Art for Women?

The pity is, though Wen Li mastered the Six Arts for Women, her usual attire did not resemble a woman’s, and her lack of long hair embellishment, with her head of short, black hair...

Tsk.

As a woman, Wen Li looked even more handsome than Xu Chang’an, and wherever she went she appeared as a dashing young lord, wielding such swordsmanship, no man could claim to be more attractive to ladies than her.

So Zhu Pingniang was quite disappointed in Wen Li, as she once had high hopes of shaping her into... the perfect woman.

And now, she saw hope in Yun Qian, as if witnessing the birth of someone on Muyu Peak who could truly inherit the core of the Hehuan Sect, mastering music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, and tea, with exceptional looks.

This is why Zhu Pingniang cared so much about Yun Qian.

Zhu Pingniang always had a regret that the current Hehuan Sect could no longer produce a girl like Ms. Gu of the past, whose mere presence could overwhelm a room full of immoral women with her aura.

She was self-aware and knew she couldn’t match Ms. Gu; after all, despite Zhu Tongjun being good-looking, there were still quite a few women on Muyu Peak who thought they could best her.

But Ms. Gu back then could make the women of Hehuan Sect feel ashamed of their inferiority with just her mastery of the Six Arts for Women and her demeanor...

However, now the Hehuan Sect had fragmented to the point it barely resembled the past, with most abandoning the Six Arts for Women, singularly pursuing the truths of Heaven and Earth Silver, while remnants of the previous generation were just muddling along on Muyu Peak.

No longer could such a girl emerge to represent the Hehuan Sect.

But now, Zhu Pingniang saw potential from Yun Qian’s hands.

Moreover, Yun Qian had an advantage even greater than Ms. Gu... she truly was very beautiful.

If...

If Yun Qian could truly grow on Muyu Peak to become such a perfect woman, then even if she died, meeting Ms. Gu in the afterlife, she could proudly say the Hehuan Sect still retained its old ways...

Hmm.

Zhu Pingniang’s eyes were filled with excitement.

And there’s one more thing...

Doesn’t Gu Qiancheng really like Yun Qian?

Didn’t she want Yun Qian to be her mother?

What is this...

This is fate.

It shows that this Miss Yun before her is destined to become someone like Ms. Gu, reviving the Six Arts and techniques she left behind.

"..." Zhu Pingniang looked deeply at Yun Qian, the more she thought, the more reasonable it seemed.

After all, it’s almost impossible now to have a woman appear who even impresses her or overwhelms the girls of Muyu Peak...

As for saying Yun Qian is married?

It doesn’t matter.

The fairies of Hehuan Sect are all about achieving the pinnacle of feminine charisma, not about winning over men, and there has never been any rule about maintaining purity.

But...

Yun Qian, after all, was not someone from Muyu Peak, and even if she were, she was just an ordinary disciple...

There was no reason to forcefully impose on her the task of "reviving" the core ideology of the Hehuan Sect, it would be unreasonable.

And taking on the "Hehuan Sect" name seemed only to bring disadvantages for Yun Qian...

She probably wouldn’t agree.

And what about Xu Chang’an?

Zhu Pingniang fell into contemplation.

After all, her so-called "revival" of the Hehuan Sect was just a personal desire, born out of disappointment that the current most popular and charismatic girls in the cultivation realm were no longer from Hehuan Sect, feeling she let the former Sect Leader down.

Ultimately, this revival was merely about making Yun Qian more attractive, more appealing to men?

There were no other benefits.

How could Yun Qian and Xu Chang’an agree?

After all, Yun Qian was already beautiful enough, and Xu Chang’an, with his low-profile nature, wouldn’t desire any spotlight for his wife.

Forget about it.

This matter can be left for later.

The Six Arts for Women are taught at Muyu Peak anyway, so there’s no need to rush now.

Yun Qian: "..."

Miss Yun tilted her head.

She wanted to become more beautiful, or else she wouldn’t have asked Li Zhibai to teach her makeup.

So Zhu Pingniang didn’t understand. Convincing her would be very simple... after all, Yun Qian’s cultivation was always about becoming more beautiful and more loved by him.

——

"I just... got distracted." Zhu Pingniang calmed down, offering Yun Qian an apologetic smile.

Trying to cultivate Yun Qian into the face of the Hehuan Sect was too rushed now; first, she’d have to see Yun Qian successfully cultivate...

"Sister, you seem so weak." Zhu Pingniang seriously asked, "Gui Water, have you ever had it?"

Seeing Yun Qian nod, Zhu Pingniang sighed lightly.

"As I thought, if Gui Water has never come, where would children come from?" Zhu Pingniang looked at Yun Qian with some pity.

No wonder... she said having children was difficult.

At least Yun Qian met her and joined the Immortal Sect...

Otherwise, for a girl like her who couldn’t have children, life in the mortal world wouldn’t be easy, even if Xu Chang’an didn’t care, neighbors would gossip, wouldn’t they?

"Ahem." Zhu Pingniang suddenly coughed dryly.

"Miss Yun, do you like children very much?"

"He likes them."