My Wife Is The Final Boss
Chapter 208 - 0147 Family members are the ones who would complain (Two-in-one)_2

Chapter 208: 0147 Family members are the ones who would complain (Two-in-one)_2

"Is the teacher angry?" Xu Chang’an asked softly.

The Daoist Nun’s gaze swept over the boy’s face before her and slowly said, "Ever since you left the Sword Hall after reaching the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer, I’ve known you were trouble."

Your whole body is full of secrets.

"I’m sorry for bringing trouble to you, Teacher." Xu Chang’an sighed gently. This he had to admit, bowing respectfully to his teacher.

"I did not think things through," Xu Chang’an earnestly said. "I should have been more discreet in bringing Miss up the mountain, rather than doing it this way."

"You call her... Miss?" The Daoist Nun was slightly stunned, casually looking out the window: "Ah, you are her child foster husband, I almost forgot."

Xu Chang’an’s eye twitched: "Teacher, I’m apologizing here."

"You are my student, bringing your wife to meet me; there’s nothing shameful about that," the Daoist Nun said calmly. "It should be done openly. I haven’t said you were wrong."

"Not wrong? Then..." Xu Chang’an was about to speak when he heard the Daoist Nun’s voice with a hint of helplessness.

"You foolish boy."

The Daoist Nun’s tone came as an elder’s mild reproach, leaving Xu Chang’an stunned.

He exhaled a long breath after a while and then slightly curled his lips.

Indeed.

He is just clumsy.

The teacher had been "blaming" him from the start, but whether affecting the reputation of Muyu Peak or the current trouble, she never said he was wrong.

The Daoist Nun talked to him about what seemed like "useless" matters, not truly holding him accountable but merely "complaining," complaining that this student of hers had brought trouble.

This complaint, in fact, is proof that the teacher considers him one of her own.

Otherwise, with the Daoist Nun’s temperament, she wouldn’t waste precious time, chatting so much, discussing mundane matters.

"Teacher."

Xu Chang’an smiled, suddenly recalling words Yun Qian had told him, murmuring, "If you spoke more directly, Teacher, I might have understood faster."

Yun Qian often said she couldn’t understand his roundabout sweet talk. Now, it’s coming back to him.

"Isn’t saying you are my student direct enough?" the Daoist Nun asked.

She had once told Xu Chang’an that after leaving the school with a Qi Refining Realm, he was no longer her student. Now taking back those words meant she acknowledged him as her student again.

"More than enough." Xu Chang’an nodded repeatedly.

"This child of yours..." The Daoist Nun could clearly see the uncontainable joy on Xu Chang’an’s face and gently shook her head.

Though Xu Chang’an was clearly a mature person, he occasionally behaved like a child in front of her.

——

Xu Chang’an sniffed the faint scent of sandalwood in the room, thinking that since he’s considered one of her own, he shouldn’t hold back.

"Teacher, it’s getting late. My, uh, my wife is still waiting outside. Shouldn’t we..." He cleared his throat.

"Why rush? Didn’t I say I would help look after her? Do you think I would lie to you?"

The Daoist Nun gave Xu Chang’an a curious glance: "Even though she raised you, you don’t have to always call her Miss."

"It’s no problem."

"I can’t meddle in your affairs."

"Teacher, you might not be aware. Miss is not feeling well because she didn’t rest well yesterday. If resolved earlier, I can also be at ease sooner," Xu Chang’an explained.

Previously, Xu Chang’an would never discuss not resting well in front of the Daoist Nun, but her few words of complaint brought him back to the student era in front of her.

In front of an elder, there’s no way to be embarrassed.

"Didn’t sleep well last night, what did you do?" The Daoist Nun blinked.

"Rowing a boat."

"Really a young couple." The Daoist Nun’s body stiffened, then glanced in the direction of the courtyard: "Actually, I’m quite interested in this Miss Yun of yours."

A bit curious.

Yun Qian raised Xu Chang’an; logically, just like her, she should also be seen as his elder.

How did she become a wife?

Moreover, at just one glance from afar, she had to admit that, compared to her ordinary appearance, Yun Qian indeed looked exquisite.

"Then teacher, should we just..."

"No hurry. There are throngs of people outside the Sword Hall now." The Daoist Nun pointed her finger out of the window. Xu Chang’an followed her gaze and could clearly see it was still peaceful inside the Sword Hall, but looking further, he noticed quite a few girls surrounding the Sword Hall, drinking and having fun, lively and bustling.

Brought by him.

"Didn’t I say I was going to the Hundred Herbs Garden to deliver elixirs?" The Daoist Nun walked to the medicine chest.

"Hmm." Xu Chang’an murmured, still remembering this task.

"Still haven’t gone." The Daoist Nun gestured outside: "Can’t go out now."

"...Do things like this require your personal attention? Aren’t there teleportation arrays on the mountain?"

"Have you ever seen me use those things?" The Daoist Nun retorted.

Xu Chang’an glanced at the Daoist Nun’s washed-faded Daoist Robe, the oil lamp caked with lamp oil on the wall, and had nothing to say.

She simply wasn’t the type to use teleportation arrays.

Moreover, besides during alchemy, Xu Chang’an had never seen the Daoist Nun use her cultivation. Whatever she did, wherever she went, was through her own feet, stepping one step at a time.

It might be a way of handling life, or possibly a unique form of cultivation.

"I really have troubled you." Xu Chang’an smiled wryly.

The Sword Hall wouldn’t be quiet for quite some time; how could the teacher go out?

"Why do you think I was ’lamenting’ you just now?" The Daoist Nun walked over, took out a medicine chest and handed it to Xu Chang’an: "Inside are the urgent elixirs needed by the Hundred Herbs Garden. Deliver them for me."

"Now?" Xu Chang’an took the medicine chest, his eyes widening a little.

"Now." The Daoist Nun nodded.

"But..." Xu Chang’an mentally noted that Yun Qian was still here.

"I originally intended to go myself, but it’s the trouble you’ve caused." The Daoist Nun gently brushed her sleeve, placing the medicine chest on Xu Chang’an: "Just right, while you’re not here, I can meet the ’Miss’ you speak of."

It’s easier to see one’s nature without familiar people around.

She was genuinely curious about the girl who could gain Xu Chang’an’s unwavering devotion.

Xu Chang’an held the medicine chest strap and sighed.

The teacher really didn’t hide her intentions at all, directly expressing them.

"Worried?" The Daoist Nun seriously asked: "I checked. You filled out her registration for Upper Celestial Bright Peak. Are you afraid she can’t manage without you?"

"That statement should be reversed." Xu Chang’an squinted, for he couldn’t manage without Miss Yun.

"How promising." The Daoist Nun shook her head.

Xu Chang’an smiled softly.

He harbored no doubts about Yun Qian’s charm.

Previously, his concern about Yun Qian being alone with Wen Li was due to unfamiliarity, apprehensive that Yun Qian might inadvertently offend Wen Li with her words.

With the Daoist Nun, it was different.

She is someone close, allowing no worry about Yun Qian saying something wrong and causing trouble, instead hoping the Daoist Nun would see Yun Qian’s excellence.

This was his thought process.

Therefore, the Daoist Nun’s opening of "holding him accountable" was indeed a clever method, instantly pulling the distance between Xu Chang’an and her much closer.

"Teacher willing to go, naturally I have no objections," Xu Chang’an said. "However, Miss might be a bit tired, perhaps it would be best if—"

He still hoped to present Yun Qian’s best side to the Daoist Nun.

"That would be more genuine." The Daoist Nun interrupted Xu Chang’an, waving her hand: "The people at the Hundred Herbs Garden are getting anxious."

"Alright, I’ll go now." Xu Chang’an saw the Daoist Nun firmly intended to "test" Yun Qian, and as a student, there was nothing he could do. After all, he still needed her to treat Yun Qian.

Xu Chang’an, carrying the medicine chest, walked a few steps forward before suddenly turning back and saying: "Teacher, is this how you always deliver elixirs to the Hundred Herbs Garden?"

The Daoist Nun nodded, taking on the task half a year ago.

"If I hadn’t refused to cultivate at the Hundred Herbs Garden back then, could I have seen you often?" Xu Chang’an took a deep breath.

"What are you saying?" The Daoist Nun retorted: "I taught you swordsmanship with great effort, not to have you digging in the ground."

"Never mind, off I go."

Xu Chang’an laughed, striding away energetically.

Watching Xu Chang’an as though he had laid down a burden, the Daoist Nun curled up her lips, the hidden aura of affection surfaced, overlaying her ordinary appearance with comfort.

"This child."

The Daoist Nun straightened her robes and looked toward Yun Qian’s direction.

Alright, let’s go meet the extraordinary woman who raised Xu Chang’an from a child to a husband.

However, the Daoist Nun suddenly paused her steps.

Ah.

She forgot to ask Xu Chang’an what meeting gift his wife might like.