My Wife Is The Final Boss

"Miss, look at the clouds over there..." Xu Chang'an naturally showed interest.

"Clouds?" Yun Qianyi nestled in his arms, following his gaze.

"Doesn't it look like a bowl..."

"A bowl?" Miss Yun was momentarily stunned, then nodded.

"Miss, are you hungry?" Xu Chang'an coughed lightly.

"A little bit." Yun Qian blinked, and then saw Xu Chang'an pull out a cloud-shaped candied fruit from somewhere and bring it to her lips.

Yun Qian didn't say much, gently taking a bite.

When hungry, there's food; that's his idea of daily life, liking something is the most rightful thing in the world.

"The colored clouds over there are also beautiful... like the sea." Xu Chang'an's eyes reflected the white sea of clouds, his tone slightly disappointed, "It should have been an excellent view, but we're so used to living on the island that we're tired of the sea."

"Hmm." Yun Qian ate the candied fruit and said, "So, you know what it means to be tired."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing."

Yun Qian thought that since he understood seeing too much of something could make one tired, he should understand why she wasn't particularly fond of the so-called scenery or starry sky anymore, having seen them so often.

Xu Chang'an was puzzled but didn't say anything.

Though slightly disappointed by the imperfection of the view, Xu Chang'an was overall content; he was a person easily satisfied.

In these daily moments, he had laid the calm atmosphere for so long, finally asking the question he wanted to ask.

"Miss, my admiration for you turned into affection; and you? What was it?"

How did Miss Yun initially see him?

A butler? Or a child?

This might be more important to him than when she started liking him.

It couldn't be as simple as a child or son, could it?

If Miss Yun said she moved from "fondness" to "liking," then Xu Chang'an felt he might not sleep well these days.

"...?" Yun Qian blinked, turned her head, and found Xu Chang'an casually looking at the scenery.

It seemed he asked something that wasn't worth his concern, as if he were just asking if the view was good.

Time slipped by quietly.

"..."

Xu Chang'an didn't get an answer from her for a while and his eye twitched, cautiously asking, "Miss?"

"Let me think." Yun Qian said.

Seeing him inquire again, Yun Qian realized he cared a lot and felt obliged to respond.

"It's from liking to even more liking." She said truthfully.

Unlike Xu Chang'an's shift from admiration to affection, or yearning to liking, she was indeed a simple person without many complexities.

Xu Chang'an: "..."

At this point, if he asked her from what kind of liking to another kind, Miss Yun's head would probably sprout more question marks.

Given her insensitivity to emotions, he couldn't ask much.

"Liking is just liking..." Xu Chang'an shook his head. Since Miss Yun had such resistance to him calling her "Mother," it clearly meant she didn't want children, so she definitely wasn't regarding him as a junior initially.

Ordinary affection to a husband's affection... that's how he understood it.

Amid the sea of clouds, the warm sun rose, the mist thinning, the Cloud Boat broke through the sea of clouds.

Due to the angle, in Xu Chang'an's embrace, Yun Qian, could only see the rosy but not glaring sunlight ahead.

A bit drowsy, Yun Qian covered her face and gently yawned.

"Beisang City is still some distance away, won't you sleep for a while?" Xu Chang'an asked conveniently.

"Sleep..." Yun Qianyi said calmly in his arms, "This boat is like a couch, I can't sleep."

This statement was odd.

For it's unusual to not be able to sleep because something is like a bed; it's typically because it's unlike a bed.

However, Xu Chang'an understood because he had just been contemplating Miss Yun's clingy sleeping posture.

The lady was hinting she needed a pillow to hug him while sleeping.

Could this be Miss Yun's unique... way of being sweet?

Xu Chang'an wasn't sure, but he let go of her and lay down in the spacious Cloud Boat, patting the spot beside him.

Yun Qian curled her lips a bit, lay down beside him, wrapped her arms around his arm, and softly said, "Then I'll sleep for a while."

"Hmm." Xu Chang'an nodded, tapping on the Cloud Boat slightly, slowing the speed again.

Thus, Miss Yun closed her eyes, her breathing gradually steadying.

She fell asleep.

Xu Chang'an knew clearly that only when she started sleeping did she exhibit such calmness. Before long, she would become clingy... probably the only feature of Miss Yun resembling a little girl for him.

Sure enough, soon after, Yun Qian rolled into his embrace, her whole body pressing against his arm.

The lady in her cloud garment, her long hair cascading like a waterfall into his chest, Xu Chang'an could even smell that captivating scent.

The strong winds of the sky swept everything away, like Qiu Feng sweeping fallen leaves, blowing the cloud sea, known as strong wind, yet under this wind, not even a gentle breeze could enter the Cloud Boat, outside the storm raged, yet tranquility reigned within the confines.

Xu Chang'an unconsciously swallowed, his gaze toward Miss Yun somewhat entranced.

He was sure his current expression was probably not much different from those lecherous men, but the lady's sleeping face... it's hard not to feel moved upon sight.

As Yun Qian held him tighter, Xu Chang'an could feel the tightening under her slender waist, the warmth on the fabric seemed intent on melting him.

At that moment, Yun Qian's lips moved slightly, letting out a murmur.

"...?"

Xu Chang'an thought he would hear some sleep talk, but instead... he didn't understand anything.

Yun Qian's sleep talk was in awkward, obscure syllables, just like the ancient text he saw on the White Jade Pillar earlier, he had no idea what she wanted to say... but sleep talk, it's normal not to understand it.

Xu Chang'an didn't think much, instead, he felt Yun Qian's aura while sleeping seemed to subtly change, coming from slight changes in facial expressions and breathing.

She was even more beautiful, with a serene bamboo garden aura.

No longer clingy.

In Xu Chang'an's sight, Miss Yun seemed to become someone else upon entering dreams, her sleeping posture suddenly calmed, yet still holding his clothing.

Wondering what she dreamt of.

He helplessly shook his head, gently holding her hand, replacing the fabric with his hand.

Feeling Xu Chang'an's warmth, the lady quieted more, deeply engrossed in slumber.

Adorable Miss Yun.

Xu Chang'an's dark eyes flickered twice.

This was a limited edition.

The gentle Miss Yun was simply too cute.

Who knows when they'll meet like this again.

"..."

Xu Chang'an narrowly suppressed his impulse to caress her head, as it was highly improper.

Yet a simple kiss between spouses was far from inappropriate.

That's what he thought.

"..."

Miss Yun kept her eyes closed, her mouth inadvertently smiling, a tranquil joy like a breeze over snow... yet behind the snow was something he couldn't see.

Just as Xu Chang'an might feel a void when sailing alone, these feelings were quite familiar to her too.

——

Outside the dream was bright and dazzling.

But inside the dream, it was pitch black.

There's a feeling in the world, not knowing whether to call it discomfort or pain, but it's something a certain lady was accustomed to.

What kind of feeling was that?

All emotions seemed as calm as still water, no trace of ups and downs.

As if there was initially a heart but a cavernous depth like an abyss had been dug out, never to be filled, an unparalleled sense of emptiness continually reminding her, she's missing the most vital thing.

Not the heart, but the name.

She lost the previous name, and along with it, the soul of that name sealed deep within memory.

If she had a soul, it would sink with her name into the dark sea, feeling the mountain-like pressure yet seeing no light.

She actually disliked the sea.

Neither the Cloud Sea, the Star Sea, nor the Boundary Sea.

This emptiness wasn't the lady's initial state, merely a small segment in her timeless expanse, a phase in her waiting, the journey of waiting for him to reappear.

This is the lady who lost a name, waiting to gain one again.

'...'

Her current name is Yun Qian.

Who knows when she will lose it again.

Yes, she had a nightmare.