Avoiding landmines: No abuse of the female lead! No abuse of the female lead! It's impossible to let the delicate little daughter get her heart or lungs hurt, and there aren't many white lo...
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As dawn broke, Nanqing was awakened by low voices outside the door. She habitually touched her side but found no one there, so she lazily opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the voices.
She threw off the thin blanket, her long hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders. Barefoot, she stepped onto the slightly cool floor and, with her eyes half-closed, staggered toward the door.
The moment she pushed the door open, a warm sea breeze rushed towards her. She squinted and saw Jun Beichen standing under the eaves with his back to her, backlit by the sun.
From her perspective, he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, standing tall and straight like a pine tree. His hair was gilded with a light gold by the sunlight. Dressed in a white robe, he looked as aloof and noble as an immortal descending to earth.
Before him, a black-clad bodyguard knelt on one knee, his voice extremely low:
"The three pirate ships approaching us were flying the Black Dragon Flag, and each ship carried about twenty people."
Hearing this, Nan Qing fully sobered up. A glint of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she said:
"Jun Beichen, pirates are coming??"
Upon hearing the sound, Jun Beichen turned around and saw Nan Qing standing barefoot on the ground. He quickly turned and walked inside, while waving his hand to signal the guards to retreat.
Why aren't you wearing shoes?
He had barely finished speaking when he bent down, scooped the unruly child into his arms, and carried him into the bedroom, answering as he went:
"A guard reports that three pirate ships are approaching our ship. Judging from their flags, they belong to the infamous Black Dragon Gang."
As Jun Beichen spoke, he placed the somewhat excited Nan Qing on the edge of the bed, knelt down on one knee, and took out brand-new shoes and socks from the side to put on her.
Nan Qing swung her foot, which was being held in Jun Beichen's hand, and suggested:
"Jun Beichen, is the Black Dragon Gang very powerful? Can the men you brought defeat them? If they can, how about we raid their stronghold?"
"Hmph, they've got a bad reputation, let them really suffer the consequences of being a villain!"
Jun Beichen gently squeezed her small feet, which he could easily hold in one hand, and carefully put soft socks on her feet. Then he carefully put on her boots, and then lifted her out of bed. Listening to her rambling, he skillfully put on the red robe that had been sent to him.
The clothes he took off should rightfully be put back on Qingqing by him.
Jun Beichen readily agreed to Nan Qing's plan to raid someone's lair, while looking with satisfaction at the red robe he had personally dressed on Nan Qing.
The red dress, like a blazing flame, wrapped around Nan Qing's beautiful body. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a section of her jade-like neck, and the gold-red sash accentuated her slender and strong waistline.
Wearing a red robe, Nan Qing exudes a captivating blend of glamour and heroic spirit; even with her long hair down, she is stunningly beautiful.
When his gaze swept over the collar and cuffs, Jun Beichen's face showed a satisfied expression. The silver threads and subtle patterns were exactly the same as the moon-white robe he was wearing.
His beloved Qingqing is indeed very suited to wearing a red robe...
"Jun Beichen, it's a deal then, we'll go wipe out their hideout later!"
Unlike Nan Qing's excitement, which stemmed from the prospect of fighting pirates, Jun Beichen was thrilled to personally dress and style Qingqing's hair, taking care of everything for her.
He pulled Nanqing to the window and sat down, taking out an exquisitely carved sandalwood comb from his pocket and replying softly:
"Okay, whatever you say. Let's go take down their lair first. We need to tie our hair up first."
Jun Beichen gently gathered her loose long hair with his fingertips, starting from the ends and combing it upwards inch by inch. His movements were light yet steady, his fingertips weaving through the strands of hair, occasionally teasingly brushing against Nan Qing's sensitive earlobe.
He discovered last night that Qingqing's ears were particularly sensitive. Little did she know, he loved the way she would playfully tease him when her ears trembled slightly.
Just like now, as if sensing his deliberate act, Nan Qing not only turned her head and glared at him several times, but also raised her hand and poked his hard abs.
This person's temperament is getting worse and worse. Where did that refined and gentlemanly demeanor go? Why can't he keep up the act?
Despite his playful antics, his movements remained steady. He simply tied Nanqing's hair into the high ponytail she was used to, but as the hair was nearing completion, he picked up the white jade hair crown that had been prepared beforehand and put it on her head.
This hair ornament is a pair with the white jade hair ornament he was wearing; it was specially made for him.
Both hair ornaments were made from a piece of mutton-fat white jade. Nanqing's jade ornament was carved with a design of waves supporting a half-moon, and the lines were outlined with gold powder. The hair ornament was both elegant and noble.
His jade crown was made of layers of mountains, with a pearl set at the top, and the mountain patterns were all painted with silver powder.
The sun and moon shine together, mountains and seas depend on each other.
Jun Beichen's fingertips traced the patterns on the jade as he pondered that he would definitely have more of the same robes, hair ornaments, jade pendants, and sachets made in the future.
He wanted everything Qingqing was wearing to be a pair with what he was wearing!
When Nan Qing and Jun Beichen finished their leisurely breakfast and walked to the shore where they had moored their ship, the three black-sailed pirate ships had already surrounded their ship on three sides. There were many figures on the deck, and the pirates were roughly ransacking the cabin.
As Nanqing got closer, she could even hear them cursing and complaining that they hadn't found anything valuable.
After standing still, Jun Beichen raised his hand and waved it. Dozens of figures lurking in the shadows emerged like ghosts, silently treading the waves, and in an instant, they had boarded the three pirate ships.
Seeing that they had begun to move, Nanqing's eyes flashed with excitement. She drew the Frostflower Sword from her waist with a backhand, the blade drawing a bright arc in the morning light.
With a casual "Jun Beichen, I'm going to have some fun," she leaped onto the large ship. Her figure was as swift as a swallow, and her red dress fluttered as she landed lightly on the main mast. The sea breeze blew, blowing her long hair, which was tied up, and the jade crown in her hair shimmered with golden light in the sunlight.
She looked down at the pirates below, who were still ransacking the place, her voice cool but tinged with coldness.
"Hey, who gave you permission to board my ship?!"
Upon hearing the sound, the pirates standing on the deck all looked up towards Nan Qing, who stood out conspicuously in her red dress.
Nan Qing raised her chin high, exuding an innate nobility, as if nothing in the world could catch her eye. She was proud and sharp, yet her exquisite and beautiful features added a touch of captivating beauty.
Standing amidst the pirates, Zhen Sanjiang, the second-in-command of the Black Dragon Gang, narrowed his eyes, his gaze brazenly sweeping over Nan Qing. He licked his chapped lips and smirked:
"Oh, where did this beautiful young lady come from? Why don't you come back with me?"
As Zhen Sanjiang spoke, he gestured to his men to gradually surround Nan Qing. He really liked this young lady!
Upon hearing this, Nan Qing raised an eyebrow, a bright smile curving her lips, but her eyes revealed a hint of coldness.
"Okay~"
"Then I'll go with you to your lair!"
As the last word fell, her aura changed, her red clothes fluttered without wind, and her long sword twirled beautifully in her palm.
Before she could even teach him a lesson, a white shadow, as fast as a blur, swept across the deck...