My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 1058 - 580: Li Zhibai Needs to Recall the Sword Dance (Double-Length)

Sometimes Wen Li can’t tell if he’s just being overly attentive or what... making people feel helpless.

After shaking her head at Xu Chang’an to indicate she had nothing to say, Wen Li looked out the distant window.

The midnight sky was pitch black, but a curtain of smoke rain suddenly thickened, collecting into a drizzle that fell from the sky, creating ripples in the lake as if landing on her admiration.

Under the eaves, Li Hua’s cats gathered in groups of three or five, licking their fur to remove the water stains.

Cats it is.

Wen Li thought of Xiaohua and felt that her junior brother wasn’t often attentive, but rather gentle.

Gentleness might not be considered a good word, but when applied to her junior brother, it has a ripple-like quality... who knows, perhaps in his previous life he was a detail-oriented girl like Senior Zhu.

Sigh.

Wen Li raised her head once more, this time meeting Yun Qian’s gaze... she felt that with Junior Sister Yun around, her junior brother should pay more attention to her, not herself.

At that moment, Yun Qian held Xu Chang’an’s hand, calmly looking at Wen Li.

Yun Qian didn’t speak.

Let nature take its course.

She had said it, apart from her daughter’s affairs—as well as Wen Li now coming to be her and her husband’s daughter, other matters—had nothing to do with Miss Yun.

Time flew by, the girls who ran to see Ah Qing gradually returned to their seats, bringing with them the rain-avoiding Li Hua cats, cuddling them close as they settled in.

Huang’Er eagerly looked at the stage, hoping to see her Ms. Qing soon.

She didn’t know why Ah Qing, who had changed into her outfit, needed another touch-up before going on stage, but she noticed that each sister who returned from visiting Ah Qing looked at her with strange and ambiguous eyes... Her anticipation only grew.

Even though she knew the meticulous dressing wasn’t prepared for her, but for Miss Yun or the gentleman on stage... she wasn’t jealous at all, knowing that in the end, the one spending the longest time with her sister would still be herself.

"Ah Qing is about to take the stage." Zhu Pingniang stretched lazily, with hopeful eyes: "This girl, she better not disappoint me... I know she has cultivation at her side, but what skills she has, I’ve never asked."

"Ms. Zhu, Ah Qing hasn’t learned any dance at the tower, you shouldn’t hold too many expectations." Miss Lu reminded her.

"What do you know." Zhu Pingniang shook her head, retorting, "Haven’t you noticed that Ah Qing’s stance is more eye-catching than most girls at the tower?"

"...Eh?" Miss Lu was taken aback, then thoughtful: "Seems like it really is."

"That’s right, some girls just have to stand there, and their stance, posture, and demeanor can be illustrated... Ah Qing definitely has a foundation, not sure if it’s because of the Green-Scaled Snake’s enchanting lineage giving her dance skills, or if someone taught her swordsmanship."

"Ah Bai, you should also take a good look at my daughter." Zhu Pingniang went to catch Li Zhibai’s hand but was gently bypassed by her, Zhu Pingniang was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "She’s the first daughter with cultivation that I didn’t teach... It’s said that cultivation trains the heart, just so... you can judge through this girl’s sword dance, see if this girl is consistent inside and out, lest she deceive me."

Li Zhibai gently sighed.

If you want me to watch your daughter dance, just say so, what excuses are you making?

"And there’s Wen Li." Zhu Pingniang suddenly named Wen Li: "Wen Li, you cultivate the sword, just so you can help me observe if this girl Ah Qing has a talent for swordlearning, if she does... I will need to start preparing many things now."

She’s planning to forge Chang’an’s sword properly, if possible, she’ll also prepare one for Ah Qing to use in the future.

For Ah Qing, Zhu Pingniang is unsure how relaxed she feels.

Liu Qingluo is fragile-hearted, hence she’s not inclined to play the zither.

But Ah Qing is very strong, whether she learned dance before or wielded a sword, she can face her past directly... just this mindset alone makes Zhu Pingniang ’attached’ to her—literally.

Ah Qing’s hands are beautiful.

If she hadn’t learned the zither, she would truly want to pass down all her zither skills to her, instead of fragile Liu Qingluo.

"Sword dance?" Wen Li nodded, she would watch closely.

Wen Li’s eyes were serious.

This seriousness contained not only Zhu Pingniang’s instructions but also a sense of goodwill.

Half-Demons are each unique individuals, so they don’t have a sense of belonging like the Human Race or Demon Race... For such temperamentally bloodline-deficient Half-Demons, even meeting another Half-Demon would be extremely guarded.

But Ah Qing is different, she’s Zhu Pingniang’s daughter, therefore her Junior Sister.

So, Wen Li felt a great sense of goodwill towards Ah Qing, who spoke gently and slowly, and who had picked out a suitable dress for her; such inherent goodwill was hard to come by, hence Wen Li would keep it in mind.

Moreover...

She wondered if it was an illusion.

Ever since Ah Qing changed her outfit, she suddenly felt her Sea of Consciousness had eased quite a bit, as if a burden was lifted from her heart, bringing increased clarity to her Purple Mansion, conveying a sense of dispelling the haze and piercing through obstacles.

Wen Li wasn’t aware that Ah Qing, with a wave, resolved the concealed threat caused by the separation of Half-Demon bloodline, but she could vaguely feel the goodwill and deep soul transformation from the other, hence it converted into goodwill.