My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 813 - 457: Li Zhibai’s Mistake (Double-Length)
Zhu Pingniang, gradually calming down, began to ponder the reason why Li Zhibai suddenly changed her outfit...
Could it be because she wanted to see me and deliberately changed into a beautiful dress?
Zhu Pingniang clenched her silver teeth tightly, making a creaking sound.
Although she wanted to deceive herself into thinking that Li Zhibai dressed glamorously just to meet her, in fact... she knew she wasn’t worth Li Zhibai’s change.
To put it simply, hadn’t she accompanied Li Zhibai for How Many centuries?
If Ah Bai would change for her, she would have done so long ago... how could it be only when Yun Qian appeared that Li Zhibai wore the white dress she gave?
Hmm...
Since Li Zhibai wore the dress she bought and attended Yun Qian’s tea party, she might as well consider herself involved.
Zhu Pingniang felt full of resentment, yet she had no solution.
She wasn’t foolish; it was obvious that Li Zhibai didn’t change into such beautiful clothes just to see her, as this outfit clearly belonged to the style of Flower Moon Building, something she changed into upon reaching Beisang City.
Glancing at the rain outside, Zhu Pingniang could somewhat guess what had happened.
The overwhelming Lingyu.
Ah Bai... must not have brought an umbrella; surely upon reaching Beisang City, she was drenched.
Then naturally, she was taken by the girls at Flower Moon Building to change clothes.
Regarding Li Zhibai agreeing to change clothes, Zhu Pingniang thought it was natural; her Ah Bai was the kindest person in the world, and seeing juniors who carried her aura, how could she bear to reject their kindness.
But Zhu Pingniang still felt jealous.
She felt jealous of Yun Qian.
Because even if Li Zhibai didn’t change outfits deliberately, since she didn’t resist wearing such beautiful clothes, Zhu Pingniang believed this was due to Yun Qian.
Because at the tea party with Yun Qian, Li Zhibai showed a willingness to no longer resist skirts, thus...
"The one who changed Ah Bai isn’t me, isn’t Wen Li’s master, not even Chang’an..." Zhu Pingniang covered her face, uttering a few words through clenched teeth.
"Instead... it’s Ms. Yun."
Sour.
Logic told her that a woman like Yun Qian shouldn’t be envied, and there was no need to envy someone who had eyes for nobody but her husband.
Yet Zhu Pingniang couldn’t help herself.
How could a single word "sour" suffice?
How long have Yun Qian and Li Zhibai known each other, allowing Li Zhibai to wear comfortable home attire for her and no longer resist wearing clothes filled with femininity.
Zhu Pingniang was now quite jealous, maybe because she herself was a woman, so the things she couldn’t achieve Yun Qian could, causing a deep sense of defeat and crisis.
Even...
Even for Chang’an.
Zhu Pingniang felt that if it were Xu Chang’an making Li Zhibai more like a woman, she wouldn’t feel this surge of jealousy.
She took a deep breath.
Images of Yun Qian’s gentle gaze flashed through Zhu Pingniang’s mind, making her feel she truly was a terrible person.
For a moment there, she actually considered "retaliating" against Yun Qian.
After all, she had always been a woman who avenged every grievance, unwilling to endure any losses.
The retaliation spoken of here, of course, pertained exclusively to women.
For example, actively talking to Yun Qian about Xu Chang’an’s matters, then suddenly changing the subject when Yun Qian was highly interested, making her suffer silently.
Or asking Chang’an for a bag of candied fruits, making Yun Qian unable to eat them when she wanted.
Or telling Yun Qian about Xu Chang’an’s extremely close relationship with the Li Hua from the mountain, letting Yun Qian experience jealousy... although this one was quite unrealistic.
Ultimately, even though Zhu Pingniang wouldn’t actually do such things, these thoughts still filled her with guilt.
For a good sister like Yun Qian, whose gaze was gentle... to think of bullying her in such excessive ways...
Zhu Pingniang covered her face, feeling she had been thoroughly engulfed by the ugly mire of womanhood, deserving to be pinned to a pillar of shame, scorned by all.
"Me, jealous of Ms. Yun... must be the most wicked woman under heaven."
Zhu Pingniang exhaled deeply, dispelling this jealousy.
Enough.
Zhu Pingniang believed she had understood it clearly, felt that Li Zhibai dressed so beautifully purely by coincidence, due to dirtying her clothes and then being taken by the girls of Flower Moon Building, her gentleness kept her from refusing, thereby rarely adorning herself.
A coincidence, thus she should cherish this opportunity, since seeing her out of that ugly Daoist Robe next time, who knows when it will be.
Hmm... I wonder which girl managed to coax Ah Bai into changing clothes.
Zhu Pingniang thought she must reward them well.
She then sat before the dressing mirror, opened the rouge box, and prepared to apply a simple makeup for herself.
The once cold and proud Mei Hua was gone, now only the blood-red rose remained.
What she had to do was make this vibrant rose into a morning dew-drenched red peony, still bright... but at least not making Li Zhibai think of her as a wicked woman.
Innocent.
"Must be a bit more innocent, even though Ah Bai is now looking so lovely, but... I can’t... can’t keep thinking of bringing her to bed." Zhu Pingniang talked to herself, a tone seemingly suppressing something: "Otherwise, what difference is there between me and Qinling."
Speaking of which, Qinling, being Zhu Pingniang’s eldest daughter, indeed... was the most deeply influenced by her.
