My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 1162 - 636: Xu Chang’an’s Understanding of Menstrual Blood (Double-Length)

So Ah Qing was also unwilling to go up.

She didn’t want to get involved.

Ah Qing could foresee that if she went up now, the conversation would certainly shift to her after Li Zhibai, and Zhu Pingniang would surely dig into her menstrual matters.

Ah Qing still cared about her dignity.

After all.

If there’s anything that truly makes her feel ashamed... it’s that at her age, she still has to pretend to be a young girl at the Flower Moon Building and receive menstrual supplies every month.

Ah Qing stopped heading towards the banquet stage, turned around to walk to a small window, placed down the food box, then pushed open half of the window lattice. She leaned down and gazed through the half-opened window towards the stage in the banquet hall.

Because she didn’t want to become the center of attention, she decided to wait here for a while longer.

"Menstrual blood..."

Ah Qing gently patted her cheeks, feeling a slight warmth on her face.

To be honest, she was just like any ordinary woman, the kind that regularly goes to receive her supplies every month... although it might not be a big deal, and there’s nothing to be ashamed of among women. But Ah Qing felt that at her age, it was somewhat too embarrassing to be in this situation.

The main problem was that Yun Qian was also there. To become the center of such a topic, Ah Qing didn’t know what kind of expression she should show Yun Qian...

Moreover, if Xu Chang’an returned early...

Discussing her unsolicited menstrual situation in front of the young master, Ah Qing thought she might not survive it.

This possibility, even if slim, was frightening enough, far more terrifying than her performance being discovered by Shi Qingjun.

"... Sigh."

Exhaling a gentle breath, Ah Qing looked through the window at the banquet hall. At this time... the program was still ongoing, but it was evident that as dawn approached, some of the girls were indeed too tired to hold on. Although they still watched the performances, the atmosphere was clearly not as lively as before.

And as for Shi Qingjun...

She still hadn’t left. Ah Qing glanced over and accurately captured Shi Qingjun’s serious gaze amidst the crowd.

Only she watched every performance very diligently without a hint of distraction.

As expected, what Shi Qingjun said before was true—a desire to watch all the performances, to fully partake in the entire banquet...

’Strange woman...’

Ah Qing withdrew her gaze, propping her chin, and murmured.

Her tone carried a hint of bewilderment.

This woman, Shi Qingjun, genuinely came, as she said, to watch the Flower Moon Building sisters’ performances... and she was watching even more earnestly than Ah Qing...

What, indeed, was going on inside this woman’s head?

Ah Qing pondered as her gaze lingered on Shi Qingjun in the audience. At this moment, due to her intense focus on the performances, the girls around her weren’t making noise. Even if they were playful, they kept their distance from Shi Qingjun, fearing they might disturb her enjoyment of the music.

’Hmm...’

Seeing Shi Qingjun surrounded by a crowd of pretty sisters yet only absorbed in the music, Ah Qing still found Shi Qingjun lacking in flair, still so rigid.

At first, Ah Qing thought Shi Qingjun’s willingness to watch the performances meant her aesthetics had improved significantly, and she had become more like a woman... but in reality, it was nothing significant. Even with so many pretty sisters around, Shi Qingjun focused on the stage, seemingly improved in taste but not by much.

Immortal Chaoyun indeed seemed more like a woman, but not much more.

And...

Listening to Zhu Pingniang’s explicit remarks on the banquet stage, Ah Qing’s gaze swept over Shi Qingjun’s exquisite figure, unconcealed by any actions.

Come to think of it, Shi Qingjun certainly doesn’t have menstrual blood right now, so... what about in the past?

Long before, when Shi Qingjun was just an ordinary girl, before anyone would call her ’Fairy’... she must have had her menstrual blood, right?

"... Hmm?" Ah Qing pondered for a moment, then felt Shi Qingjun, who also needed to use White Silk, seemed much closer.

Should she ask her about... her menstrual affairs?

Tilting her head, Ah Qing suddenly had this thought.

Perhaps she could ask Shi Qingjun about the age of her first menstrual period, and what the scenario was like... Hmm, don’t misunderstand; this wasn’t because she was interested in Shi Qingjun’s private matters, nor because all close female friends knew about each other’s days—

It was for Yun Qian.

Yes, it was for Yun Qian.

After all, Shi Qingjun was the woman who seemed least like a woman in the world. Ah Qing always felt that maybe Shi Qingjun’s menstruation came very late... like this, it might provide Miss Yun a reference.

After staring for a while longer at Shi Qingjun’s figure, Ah Qing met Shi Qingjun’s slightly puzzled gaze... Clearly, her frank gaze was too glaring and inappropriate.

What... was she looking at?

Shi Qingjun glanced down at her attire, finding nothing inappropriate, and glanced curiously at the high window before picking up an apple nearby, taking a bite, and continuing to watch the girls’ performances.

Finding Ah Qing strange, she chose to ignore Ah Qing’s peeping gaze, but at this moment, Ah Qing’s mentality had already relaxed. Facing Shi Qingjun’s direction, her cherry lips moved, saying something silently.

"...?"

Shi Qingjun, eating her apple, suddenly heard something, her movements a bit stiff, quite surprised.

Initially thinking Ah Qing would avoid her, Shi Qingjun didn’t expect Ah Qing to spy secretly and even inquire about one thing or another.