“Daddy!”

Chen An flew his sword over the house, but before he could land, he heard his daughter shouting in the yard below.

There is no doubt that my daughter wants to fly on a sword again.

When the sword is only a few meters above the ground.

Chen An had an idea, and he sucked his daughter up from below through the air, put her in front of him, and said to her: "Hold on to daddy's thighs tightly, daddy is going to speed up."

"Hold on tight!"

Chen Yuejian said in a crisp voice.

Chen An smiled and touched his daughter's head. Then he accelerated instantly and took his daughter for a ride over the entire South Lane.

More than a quarter of an hour later.

The father and daughter returned home.

Both came down from the sword.

"Husband, I made some spiritual cakes. Come and have a taste with Xiaoyue."

Gu Xinyue stood in front of the door and called softly to the father and daughter in the yard.

Hearing this, Chen An picked up his daughter and said to her with a smile, "Come on, Daddy will take you to eat the spiritual cakes made by Gu Niang."

"Yes, yes."

Chen Yue saw the little face full of smiles.

In the hall.

The whole family sat together and ate spirit cake.

Shen Qingyi is here too.

Although Shen Qingyi was unwilling to get married and refused to be a concubine.

But everyone in the house didn't treat her as an outsider, but as a member of the family.

A concubine is just a title.

Strictly speaking, the current relationship between Shen Qingyi and Chen An is actually no different from that of a husband and wife.

"Husband, this bracelet is for you."

Song Huaying, who was sitting next to him, took out a somewhat rough bracelet from her sleeve and handed it to Chen An with a sweet look on her face.

Chen An took the bracelet and looked at its rough and fuzzy surface, feeling full of doubts.

The workmanship is so poor, where did this bracelet come from?

Was this written by my little wife?

It's unlikely. My wife is very clever and the things she weaves wouldn't be so poorly made.

Chen An was puzzled and looked at Song Huaying and asked, "Ying'er, where did this bracelet come from?"

"you guess?"

Song Huaying said playfully.

Chen An was just about to guess when he suddenly saw his daughter on the other side looking straight at him, her little face full of anticipation.

He understood and said with a smile: "Such an artistic bracelet must have been made by my clever little Yuejian, right?"

"You guessed it right, my husband is amazing!"

Song Huaying's face was full of admiration, which was three-quarters genuine and seven-quarters fake. She mainly wanted to please her husband, which was similar to flattery.

On the other side, Chen Yuejian's smile was truly 100% innocent.

After hearing her father's praise, her whole face smiled like a flower, and her slender legs swung excitedly under the table.

"Dad, this is the bracelet I made. Do you like it?"

"I like it. Daddy likes the bracelet, and he likes Xiaoyuejian even more. Come, Daddy will reward you."

Chen An kissed his daughter on the little cheek as he spoke, and the smile on his daughter's face became even brighter with joy.

After eating the spirit cake.

The family soon got busy with their own things.

Song Huaying took her daughter back to her room and taught her chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, wanting to train her into a fairy with both talent and beauty.

After cleaning the table, Gu Xinyue stayed in the kitchen to study cooking.

Wen Zhiyun went back to her room to rest. Her stomach felt heavier day by day and she became very sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep. She was just simply sleepy, which was very torturous.

Shen Qingyi went back to her room to practice.

Chen An went into the alchemy room to make some pills and also refined some spirit stones for cultivation.

In a blink of an eye.

It was evening time.

Chen An came out of the alchemy room and walked into Wen Zhiyun's room to see how she was doing.

"Yun'er, still can't sleep?"

Seeing Wen Zhiyun tossing and turning in bed, looking like she couldn't fall asleep, Chen An walked over and sat beside the bed, showing concern.

Wen Zhiyun sat up from the bed and said tiredly, "Husband, it's becoming very difficult for me to fall asleep now. I always feel uneasy and anxious."

"It's okay. Your husband will sleep with you."

"Husband, why don't you just use the sleeping spell on me? I'm really sleepy now, but I just can't fall asleep."

"That's fine."

After Chen An finished speaking, he used a sleeping spell on Wen Zhiyun, and she instantly fell asleep in bed with a sweet look on her face.

Adjusted Wen Zhiyun's sleeping position.

Cover her with a thin blanket.

Chen An looked at her bulging belly with a worried look on his face.

What’s going on with the baby in this arrogant concubine’s belly?

How come you haven’t given birth yet after 11 months of pregnancy?

Could it be that she was really pregnant with Nezha? The more Chen An thought about it, the more worried she became.

Forget it, thinking too much will only add to your troubles.

Let it be.

See first and take one step at a time.

Thinking of this, Chen An left Wen Zhiyun's room and walked towards Shen Qingyi's room, intending to talk to her about the masked female hero he had heard today.

However, when he pushed open Shen Qingyi's door, he found no one inside.

Not in the room?

Where are the people?

Chen An frowned slightly, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

The masked female hero might really be Shen Qingyi!

With this question in mind, Chen An began to search the house.

Shen Qingyi has a magic weapon that can shield spiritual consciousness, so it is difficult to sense with spiritual consciousness. If the distance is too far, she has to rely on the five senses to find her.

Hall.

kitchen.

bathroom.

courtyard.

Chen An searched all these places but still couldn't find Shen Qingyi.

At this moment, he felt that Shen Qingyi was most likely the masked female hero.

And this 80% became 100% in the next second.

Chen An heard a very slight sound of something falling in the yard outside.

It was the sound of a flying sword landing.

Judging from the loudness of the sound of the landing, Shen Qingyi did not escape.

Chen An restrained his breath and sat quietly in Shen Qingyi's room waiting for her to come in.

Soon, there was movement at the window beside the bed.

Look in the direction of the sound.

Shen Qingyi, dressed in white brocade clothes, was seen sneaking into the room from the window. She had a white cloth covering most of her face.

"Friend Shen, you are a fairy with the demeanor of a great hero. Why are you sneaking back to your room like a thief?"

Chen An's voice rang out without warning.

Shen Qingyi was startled and instinctively took two steps back.

Afterwards, when he saw Chen An sitting beside the bed, he suddenly felt a little at a loss.

"Come and sit down."

"Um."

Shen Qingyi walked to the bed and sat down obediently.

A bit far away from Chen An.

No sitting close together.

Chen An did not question with emotion, but asked calmly: "Fellow Daoist Shen, where did you go just now when you were dressed like this?"

Shen Qingyi was silent.

Chen An didn't ask any more questions, but just waited quietly for her answer.

After a while, Shen Qingyi replied, "I just went out to punish evildoers."

"Is it really that unbearable?"

Chen An was puzzled. Why would someone be so obsessed with punishing evildoers? He couldn't understand it.

Shen Qingyi pursed her lips and explained in a low voice like a child who had done something wrong: "Master Chen Dan, I went out to punish evildoers, but I was very restrained in my actions. I only hurt people, not killed them..."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, the people you are punishing are from the Red Fire Gang. Whether it is injuring or killing people, it actually doesn't make much difference."

Chen An's tone remained calm as he continued, "The Red Fire Gang has just taken over Baicao Lane. It's time for a new official to establish his authority."

"And what you are doing now is undoubtedly going against them."

"Do you think they will choose to let you go because you only hurt people but didn't kill them?"

Chen An knew, and Shen Qingyi also knew, that the answer was definitely no.

Therefore, Shen Qingyi remained silent.

Chen An didn't want to say anything more. He said to Shen Qingyi with some disappointment and helplessness: "Fellow Daoist Shen, if you insist on punishing evil without absolute strength, then I can only say that we have different paths and cannot work together. Let's just part ways in peace."

After saying this, Chen An left the room.

What he said was half true and half false.

It's impossible to part ways amicably.

He couldn't bear to do it.

However, it is true that people with different ideas cannot work together.

He has an entire family to take care of and will not let Shen Qingyi bring any risks to this family.

In the room.

Shen Qingyi sat on the bed, staring blankly at the room where she was the only one left, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She changed and began to care about what Chen An thought of her.

Perhaps, this is what love is like over time.

…

In a blink of an eye.

Half a month passed.

It's time to pay the asylum fee again.

The senior management came to the door.

Chen An took the spirit stones and went out to pay.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyi also followed him out.

This time, Chen An did not give any gifts to the senior manager like last time, but only gave two medium-grade spirit stones.

Because he knows that people like senior management can never be fed enough and are a bottomless pit.

There is no need to feed it anymore.

When the senior manager saw that Chen An only paid the shelter fee, he took the spirit stone and turned away without saying a word, being very cold and aloof.

In the following period of time.

Neither Chen An nor Shen Qingyi was in a hurry to return home.

Instead, just like last time, he stood silently at the door and watched the senior manager go to other homes to collect shelter fees.

The senior manager was a pervert and still went to tease the widow who sold spiritual fruits and lived not far ahead.

Chen An's eyes were looking at the widow, but his peripheral vision was always on Shen Qingyi beside him, watching her every move.

Seeing her watching the manager teasing the widow for such a long time without any reaction.

Chen An smiled with relief, put his arm around her slender waist, and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Shen, let's go back to the house."

"Um."

Shen Qingyi cherishes words as if they were gold.

On the way back to the house, she kept one hand on the hilt of the sword, obviously wanting to attack but trying hard to restrain herself.

Chen An saw this scene and comforted her, saying, "Friend Shen, you don't have to worry too much about that widow. If you don't interfere, she can still live a good life every day. At most, she will be teased and taken advantage of by that manager."

"But once you intervene, her fate may be extremely miserable. There is a high probability that she will die because of your impulsive behavior."

"Well, that's not right. It's not that the beauty dies, but that the body dies and the Tao disappears."

Chen An felt that it was not nice to use the term "fragrant and jade-sapping" to refer to other women in front of his own woman. It was like looking at a beautiful woman passing by in front of his woman.

Listening to Chen An's words, Shen Qingyi pursed her lips, accepted the fact somewhat resignedly and said, "Master Chen, you are right."

Hearing this.

A relieved smile appeared on Chen An's face.

It’s really not easy.

Shen Qingyi's almost pathological obsession with punishing evildoers has finally improved.

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