My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 728 - 0415 Yun Qian’s logic is always so impeccable. (2-in-1)
How does Ah Qing perceive Yun Qian?
She herself doesn’t know, but previously, when she saw Yun Qian being helped down from the carriage with a veil over her face by Young Master Xu, her first thought was that this girl was a frail noblewoman.
She also felt that Yun Qian was extremely beautiful, especially when she was being supported by the gentleman. As her sleeve momentarily revealed her wrist, it was like a patch of snow illuminated by the warm afternoon sun—a pair of exceptionally beautiful hands, long and fair, impossible to ignore.
Soon after the impact of this beauty, an unconscious sense of Yun Qian’s nobility emerged.
The feeling was strange, not requiring any logical support, as if in the unseen order of things... just one glance at her was enough to stir an innate tremor. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Ah Qing was unaware that her feeling for Yun was influenced by the Heavenly Dao due to her proximity to it.
Because of her ignorance, Ah Qing could not regard the look she gave Yun Qian as fear—she had no reason to be afraid.
So after much thought, she still believed her perception of Yun Qian was influenced and enhanced by Young Master Xu.
After all, when she was inexplicably wiped out by the Dao Rhyme Cage, it was Young Master Xu who came over with an umbrella and slowly pulled her out of the mire. At that time... the rouge scent emanating from Xu Chang’an, which Ah Qing still remembered... came from this Miss Yun.
That’s why she had a good impression of Yun Qian—Ah Qing thought so.
But what made Ah Qing so concerned about Yun Qian was because Yun Qian was... using the ribbon she had used.
Previously, when Yun Qian wore a Straw Hat, she hadn’t seen her own ribbon and felt a mix of disappointment and relief.
Disappointment at not seeing the gentleman’s wife using a blue ribbon.
Relief at not having to compare the immense wealth gap between herself and Yun Qian as women.
But upon seeing Yun Qian now, Ah Qing no longer cared what Yun Qian’s face looked like beneath the veil and her clothing.
Because this girl seemed very tired at this moment.
"...?"
What happened to this girl? How did she look like she wasn’t fully awake, swaying past the doorway? And was it an illusion, or did Yun Qian’s fleetingly exquisite face carry the same weariness and... anticipation as her own girl before bedtime?
Somewhat like the yellow-clad girl seeking her for a cuddle before sleep, there was a slight resemblance.
Ah Qing frowned slightly in confusion.
Perhaps she shouldn’t care about these trivial matters, as they might not mean anything. Perhaps Wen Li outside deserved a few more glances.
But...
This was Young Master Xu’s main wife.
Ah Qing wasn’t naive; she didn’t think that if Xu Chang’an was some "Immortal Reincarnation," revered in the heavenly realm, Yun Qian, as Xu Chang’an’s wife, would be any ordinary person.
Furthermore, even if she were really an ordinary person, she wouldn’t be ordinary after becoming the gentleman’s wife.
But Ah Qing felt she still had no reason to approach Miss Yun.
After all, she knew, when that young man walked up to her with an umbrella to shield her from rain and dispel the cage... she was indeed moved.
As a rational woman, Ah Qing wouldn’t avoid this point, so even when her own maid often joked about Xu Chang’an, she wouldn’t refute anything.
And in this situation, going over to approach Yun Qian without any reason... why did it feel like a weasel wishing a chicken New Year greetings...
Like a concubine trying to establish a good relationship with the main wife before entering the household.
Who wouldn’t know that the girls from Flower Moon Building knew Xu Chang’an favored this Miss Yun the most?
So Ah Qing’s desire to go up and speak with Yun Qian felt terribly odd, making her feel on edge.
It’s no wonder Ah Qing felt this way; to make Yun Qian’s sense of nobility seem reasonable, she assumed Yun Qian was half of Xu Chang’an, sharing the same mystery, which made herself unconsciously lower her head, hesitating full of doubt.
Ah Qing glanced at the inner room where the yellow-clothed girl was asleep.
If that girl were here... she would definitely urge herself to go and talk with Miss Yun, for... it was rare for Yun Qian to be alone, and once the banquet began, she wouldn’t have the opportunity to go nearer Yun Qian to speak.
At this moment, although Yun Qian had only revealed herself slightly, it felt like an eternity had passed in Ah Qing’s mind, pondering over many things in an instant, and then patting her thigh.
Go talk.
She decided to go at that moment.
And she quickly found a reason for herself.
In terms of emotion, she was now a girl from Flower Moon Building, and seeing a guest in such poor condition at the banquet, going over to support Yun Qian... even Zhu Pingniang would find no fault.
Rationally speaking, Young Master Xu was now the first seat of her sect, and as Sect Leader, her concern for the first lady within the sect... wasn’t excessive, right?
It wasn’t as if a concubine was actively fawning over the main wife.
Ah Qing thought of this, held her forehead, and couldn’t help but sigh.
Indeed.
She had become this cheap, after all, she was influenced by Zhu Tongjun.
All right... to be honest, she really was somewhat worried about that Miss Yun.
Without any complicated reasons.
Primarily, as she watched Yun Qian, with slightly heavy steps, extend herself toward the hallway from the window, Ah Qing felt that Yun Qian was so fragile, and might end up collapsing to the floor the next moment.
Although saying this might seem a bit hypocritical, Ah Qing was really somewhat worried for this sleepy-faced girl tripping over her own feet in an instant.
