"Xiaobai, you are really getting stronger and stronger!"

The distant mountains are covered in dark clouds and the sun sets in the west.

In the small garden at the backyard of Hua's house in Huaqiao Village, in the orange glow of the sunset, Yu Xiaotian was sitting on a stone chair holding the heavy little white tiger in his arms. The red lotus mark on his forehead flickered slightly, and his bright peach blossom eyes were full of loving light as he looked at the little white tiger.

Yu Haotian, who had previously sealed his memory and had his intelligence reduced, had always mistaken the little white tiger for a cat. Now that his memory had been restored, he naturally recognized it as the ancient mythical beast, the white tiger, one of the four spirits of heaven and earth. However, since his wife had deliberately concealed this from him, he would continue to pretend ignorance.

After spending the entire day with Feng Lingyan, Hua Qingcheng escorted her to the herbal hut and handed her over to Han Yichen when it was time for acupuncture and foot massage. As for Kang Fulai, he remained by Feng Lingyan's side as a new servant of the Hua family.

After leaving the medicine house, Hua Qingcheng turned to the small garden in the backyard. Seeing Yu Xiaotian sitting there in a daze, she immediately covered his eyes with her hands from behind.

"Yu Xiaotian, guess who I am?"

"Wife, stop it!"

Yu Xiaotian let go of Xiaobai's hand and pulled away Hua Qingcheng's "devil's claws" covering his eyes.

"Go wherever it's cool!"

Seeing that Yu Xiaotian was more nervous about the little white tiger than he was about her, Hua Qingcheng picked up the little white tiger in Yu Xiaotian's arms and threw it into the grass beside him.

"Alluring~"

"Don't be so rude to Xiaobai, it's still young!" Yu Xiaotian followed the little white tiger rolling happily in the grass with a distressed look.

“Not small anymore!”

"In another month and a half, Xiaobai will be six months old. Then you can release him into the wild on Pinglan Mountain. Now you should get used to the feeling of him not being around to bother you."

"Qingcheng, Xiaobai is quite cute. I don't find it annoying, and..."

Looking at Hua Qingcheng, who had come around from behind the stone bench and sat next to him, not only looking at him with a smile but also holding his hand, Yu Xiaotian's throat rolled slightly and he swallowed back the words that he had not yet said.

"It...it's annoying!"

Intimidated by Hua Qingcheng's pressure, Yu Xiaotian had no choice but to harden his heart and betray Xiaobai.

"Then let it play on its own!"

Hua Qingcheng suppressed her laughter and raised her hand to gently scratch the tip of Yu Xiaotian's nose. Her little husband was so adorable that he couldn't stand the slightest teasing. After just touching his hand, she actually blushed.

"Little Tiantian~"

Hua Qingcheng raised her hand and gently stroked the red lotus mark on Yu Xiaotian's forehead, looking at him softly with a hint of inquiry.

"Wife...wife master..."

"What's up?"

Hua Qingcheng's fingertips, which were slightly warm, rubbed back and forth between Yu Xiaotian's brows. Yu Xiaotian felt that the scriptures that he had memorized by heart seemed to become obscure and difficult to understand.

When Hua Qingcheng took advantage of the situation and put her hand on his face, Yu Xiaotian's fair and handsome face turned red all the way to his ears.

“You’re so cute!”

Hua Qingcheng kissed Xiaotian between the eyebrows with a "bo" sound.

"Come to my room tonight, I have something to tell you..." Hua Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips slightly, put her arms around Yu Xiaotian's neck, and spoke in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

The warm breath and the tingling sensation on his neck made Yu Xiaotian's whole body feel refreshed.

"No!"

"Alluring~"

Yu Xiaotian swallowed and suppressed the heat.

"I...I want to hear it now..."

Yu Xiaotian, who was distracted by Hua Qingcheng, immediately jumped up from the stone chair, grabbed Hua Qingcheng who was about to leave, and pulled her into his arms.

At this moment, Yu Xiaotian's mind was not filled with the Buddha's boundless Dharma and the powerful gods, nor was there the little white tiger that was growing fatter and fatter. His heart and eyes were filled with only this very provocative wife.

"Okay~"

Hua Qingcheng opened her red lips slightly. She gently kissed Yu Xiaotian's cheek, then took his hand and returned to the room...

At dinner time, when everyone gathered in the dining room in the front yard, Hua Qingcheng, the head of the family, and her young husband Yu Xiaotian were nowhere to be seen.

“Cough cough cough…”

"No need to wait for them, let's eat first!"

After Hua Rongsheng instructed Qiu Fu to leave some food for Hua Qingcheng and Yu Xiaotian, he let everyone start eating.

Now that his daughter had returned, Hua Rongsheng thought it would be best for him and her father to move back to the east of the village as soon as possible. His daughter had many husbands, and it was sometimes awkward for them to be here.

In the master bedroom of the backyard suite, Hua Qingcheng and Yu Xiaotian were hugging each other sweetly, not caring what others thought.

"Xiao Tiantian, is the red lotus mark on your forehead natural? Or was it given to you by the Imperial Master of Zhaoyang Country?"

On the large bed in the room, Hua Qingcheng pressed Yu Xiaotian under her body and once again studied the red lotus mark on his forehead with great interest.

"I don't know either. It was originally just a red dot like cinnabar. On the second day after I became the Son of God, it...it bloomed." Yu Xiaotian said with a little guilt.

That year, Ran Qiyue arranged for him to go to Laifeng Country to look for the "chosen girl". The next day, the cinnabar red on his forehead blossomed into a three-petal red lotus.

Everyone in the world believed that the three-petal red lotus was the symbol of the Son of God's identity, but as a member of the Yu family, Yu Haotian naturally understood that it was the unique mark of the companion lotus.

However, as the "chosen daughter" of heaven, he was born with a lotus, but for some reason he was one year younger than Hua Qingcheng. Logically, they should have been born on the same day of the same month of the same year...

Moreover, the Companion Lotus and the Fallen Star were a match made in heaven, but somehow something went wrong, and he only became Hua Qingcheng's little husband...

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