My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 559 - 0331 System’s Self-Rescue Action (Two-in-One)_2

Yes.

The system wants to save itself.

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[Task system rebooting and loading in progress.]

At that moment, Xu Chang’an heard another sentence, prompting him to slightly tighten his grip on Yun Qian’s hand.

Hmm?

The task system is rebooting?

Does it mean... the previous task system was shut down?

If that’s the case, no wonder he hadn’t received any tasks afterwards; it was a system upgrade, and these two consecutive notifications indicate... the system upgrade was successful?

However, since he had already decided to be wary of the system, he could only take one step at a time, facing each challenge as it comes.

At this moment, Miss Yun raised her head and calmly said, "You really do love to bully people."

As soon as Yun Qian spoke, Xu Chang’an cast aside his worries about the system reboot, trying not to let his apprehension about the unknown affect Miss Yun. He smiled, pushed open the door, entered the room with Yun Qian, and said, "I’m a bad person, and it’s not the first day Miss knows that."

"...Mm." Yun Qian nodded, thinking that bad people are good, because she was a bad person herself.

So, she liked being bullied.

——

The house was a standard wealthy family residence, complete with everything. Xu Chang’an entered the room, made a round in the kitchen, and was quite satisfied with the cooking environment, so he came out and quietly waited for the maids to bring fresh ingredients.

As he emerged from the kitchen, he saw Yun Qian sitting by the window, staring blankly at a potted Silk-Wrapped Cyan Rattan bonsai by the window.

Xu Chang’an blinked.

Because the aura of this Silk Vine looked somewhat familiar, he took a closer look and realized, wasn’t this a bonsai he had cultivated?

The variety was obviously from seeds from Muyu Peak.

Was it a gift from his senior sisters to Senior Zhu?

Did Zhu Pingniang prepare this bonsai because she knew they were coming?

"As expected of Senior Zhu." Xu Chang’an sighed softly, having gained a deeper understanding of Zhu Pingniang’s meticulous nature.

Xu Chang’an shook his head, then told Yun Qian about Zhu Pingniang coming over as a guest that evening.

"I know." As usual, Yun Qian did not mind a guest coming that evening. These matters had always been decided by Xu Chang’an.

However, she thought for a moment and said, "But you said... you were tired."

Tired, and yet her husband had to cook; Miss Yun wasn’t particularly happy.

"That was just a moment ago." Xu Chang’an fanned himself towards Yun Qian to enjoy the faint fragrance wafting towards him, smiling, "Just looking at Miss helps me revive completely."

"Revive?" Yun Qian tilted her head, thinking how he clearly disliked such things.

Forget it.

Since he wasn’t tired, then if Zhu Pingniang wished to come, she should come.

Yun Qian lowered her head.

Xu Chang’an was used to Yun Qian’s indifference to outsiders; what surprised him more was Yun Qian’s fondness for this bonsai.

He saw the girl pointing her finger at the center of the bonsai, along the central green wood, slowly wrapping around, finally gathering at the top into a vine drooping like an umbrella leaf.

"Miss, you really like this Silk Vine bonsai." Xu Chang’an couldn’t help saying, "If I had known you liked it, I would’ve gotten more for home in the past."

"Mm... I like it." Yun Qian gazed at the finely crafted square pot where the parasitic green vine clung to the green wood, no longer speaking.

"Miss, earlier... what did you talk about with that girl on the boat?" Xu Chang’an couldn’t help asking.

He was really curious.

From the very beginning, extremely curious.

"We talked about a lot." Yun Qian thought for a moment.

She asked the girl if she liked Xu Chang’an, about her views on Immortal Cultivation, and Rouge Red Lotus... among many other things.

They really talked about a lot.

And upon hearing Yun Qian was so talkative, Xu Chang’an became even more curious.

"What topics roughly?" he pursued.

"Rouge?" Yun Qian picked the topic she was most interested in.

"Rouge... alright." Xu Chang’an was no longer curious since these days Yun Qian’s fondness for rouge was evident on her face.

"And bonsai." Yun Qian suddenly said.

"Bonsai?" Xu Chang’an was slightly surprised.

"Mm." Yun Qian responded, slowly saying, "She said... Silk Vine isn’t suitable for someone like me to raise, that clean officials raise them often, I don’t quite understand."

"Well, I understand a bit." Xu Chang’an sat beside Yun Qian and said, "It should be that the girls remind themselves not to live like this Silk Vine, merely relying on others for existence... Some of the senior sisters on Muyu Peak raise Silk Vine to remind themselves not to be deceived by the outside men."

Saying this, Xu Chang’an looked helplessly and smiled, "These are just excuses they find; in fact, the senior sisters simply don’t have time to care for them, so whatever they raise tends to die, so they chose the Silk Vine."

Xu Chang’an spread his hands, "Because it’s easy to keep alive, as long as the green wood has even a breath of vitality, the vine won’t die."

"I see." Yun Qian nodded, thinking if an artiste-courtesan could raise one, she could too; there’s nothing inappropriate.

Because she too lived leaning on Xu Chang’an, like a green wood, if one day he lost his last bit of sustenance, then the girl named "Yun Qian" should perish.

When the time comes for a name change and a new appearance, it would be another story altogether.

Yun Qian tilted her body, resting her head on Xu Chang’an’s shoulder. Her gaze lingered on the still-vibrant Cyan Rattan and green wood, eyes glistening with moisture.

The girl’s gaze effortlessly pierced through the river of time, envisioning the final wilting and ultimate return to dust of this bonsai...

If only it could be like this.

The truth is, the vitality of the Cyan Rattan greatly exceeds that of the green wood.

The wood is drained of all nutrients, yet the vine continues to live.

"I... am not suitable for raising Silk Vine?" Yun Qian abruptly asked.

Upon realizing Xu Chang’an was not a solitary person, the girl named Yun Qian increasingly sensed that her presence wasn’t a good thing, for she couldn’t even grow old together with him.

Perhaps she shouldn’t cultivate the green wood or was not suited to it.

"This? It doesn’t seem very fitting." Xu Chang’an said instinctively.

He personally didn’t wish for Yun Qian to raise such things. After all, she didn’t even take care of herself too well; how could she focus on these external objects?

Since the girl liked them, he would nurture it for her; she need not handle it herself.

After Xu Chang’an finished speaking, feeling Yun Qian pulling away, she sat up straight. Xu Chang’an followed suit and gazed into her eyes.

A pause.

Observing Yun Qian’s dull eyes, Xu Chang’an vaguely felt something amiss.

Something was off.

Very off.

Because what Miss Yun was asking about... seemed not to concern the Silk Vine.

Outside, the rain curtain grew dense; large raindrops pounded the window lattice, making a fine and unsettling sound.

"..."

"..."

Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian looked at each other until Yun Qian shifted her gaze away, and Xu Chang’an only then said, "Miss, what... is wrong? Is there a problem with the Cyan Rattan?"

He was almost certain Yun Qian wasn’t asking about the Cyan Rattan.

"..." Yun Qian didn’t say anything, just skillfully took out a candied fruit from Xu Chang’an’s body and took a bite.

"Miss, has your family... contacted you recently?" Xu Chang’an asked cautiously.

Recently, Miss Yun was often melancholic, unlike her usual self, as though there was a constant unease hovering between him and the girl.

After contemplating repeatedly, Xu Chang’an considered that perhaps something had occurred with the family behind Yun Qian.

Could it be that the scenario of the female protagonist being forced to leave, followed by a thousand-mile pursuit, was about to happen to him?

However, upon looking at Yun Qian’s adorably dazed expression, Xu Chang’an covered his face, realizing he had thought entirely wrong.

"Not that, then." Xu Chang’an shook his head, though he quickly consoled, saying, "So, Miss, you’ve also reached the age where girls are often sentimental... though, it seems this age came a bit late."

Yun Qian:"..."

"Alright." Seeing Yun Qian’s low spirits and failing to find the cause, Xu Chang’an retracted his previous words and said anew, "Isn’t it just a Silk Vine bonsai? If you want to raise it, then go ahead. There’s nothing inappropriate as long as you like it."

"I like it..." Yun Qian nodded.

Of course, she liked it.

In this perspective, Yun Qian and Zhu Pingniang bore certain similarities... Just as Zhu Pingniang pondered if sending Liu Qingluo up the mountain was right, so had Miss Yun started to question whether her presence by Xu Chang’an’s side was a correct choice.

It seems, those so-called "fated encounters" Xu Chang’an had, always bore similar traits when it came to Yun Qian.

It’s just not clear, who learned from whom.

"..."

At that moment, Xu Chang’an suddenly stiffened, lowering his head, eyes wide open, pupils narrowing and trembling within their sockets.

The system...

Issued him a task?!

But the content of this task... hiss.

Hmm...?

???

???

Xu Chang’an was momentarily bewildered.

This task asked him to—

Praise Miss Yun?

Xu Chang’an wiped his eyes.