Chen An glanced at the things his wives and concubines had taken out and placed on the table.

Except for Shen Qingyi and Wen Zhiyun's things, he was very familiar with the rest of Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue's things.

Because he bought most of them.

Half of it belonged to Wen Zhiyun, half was bought by him, and the other half was Wen Zhiyun’s own things, such as various loose Taoist robes.

As for Shen Qingyi's things, almost all of them belong to her.

It's very strange, but also very fresh.

With a quick glance, he saw several bellybands under Shen Qingyi's pile of things.

"Tsk tsk, this female hero is really unique. She is not shy at all and does not have the reservedness of a woman in feudal society at all."

"But I like this kind of heroic heroine."

Chen An thought to himself.

Then he continued to study the things on the table, occasionally looking up at his wives and concubines, thinking about how to dress up these beautiful fairies.

This process took about a quarter and a half hours.

Chen An finally finalized the plan.

Song Huaying is sweet and cute, likes to act coquettishly, and seems to have a bit of green tea flavor.

Gu Xinyue is cold and aloof, not good at speaking.

Wen Zhiyun is an intellectual and charming woman who says one thing and means another, has a proud and arrogant personality, and usually dresses very conservatively, but her figure is so sexy that it can tempt people to commit a crime. She is an ascetic beauty with a very contrasting personality.

Shen Qingyi is upright and hates evil.

"Okay, I've decided on the dressing directions for you guys, who wants to be the first to try it?"

Chen An spoke in a gentle voice, his eyes slowly moving over his four wives and concubines.

Song Huaying wanted to go first, but was worried that the three sisters would have objections, so she smiled sweetly and said, "The three sisters go first, I'll go last."

Wen Zhiyun also smiled and said, "I am the elder sister, so I must give way to the younger ones. Ying'er and Yue'er go first."

Gu Xinyue also followed suit and said modestly: "Sister Wen should go first."

Shen Qingyi felt that it was a waste of time to give way to each other, so she killed the competition directly and said, "Sisters, please stop giving way to each other and line up in the order in which you want to marry your husband."

Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue are vested interests and it is difficult for them to express their support.

Wen Zhiyun was the one who suffered the loss, so she didn't have this worry. She smiled lightly and said, "Then I'll listen to Sister Qingyi."

Seeing that his wives and concubines had been arranged in order, Chen An quickly began to dress them up.

Song Huaying was dressed in a pink silk dress, a pair of pink embroidered shoes, a pair of pink pearl earrings, and light pink rouge, turning herself into a cute and lively pink peach blossom girl.

Gu Xinyue's outfit was relatively simple. She simply changed into a dark blue silk dress, put on a pair of sapphire earrings, and did not put any rouge on her face. The main style was a simple and cool one.

It takes a little extra thought to dress up Wen Zhiyun. She is dressed in her favorite loose Taoist robe, which is then adjusted a little bit. The collar is opened a little to reveal a proud asset, and two long slits are cut in the hem to make it into a cheongsam style, revealing a pair of plump and slender legs. When she walks, her snow-white legs are looming, giving a very pure and lusty contrast.

When it was Shen Qingyi's turn last, Chen An designed a unique outfit for her, modifying the female knight outfit she liked to wear when she went out. He kept the high ponytail and made the black outfit into a cheongsam style. He wrote the word "正" on her left leg to represent her righteousness, and the words "Ｅ堕" on her right leg to represent her hatred of evil and her desire to eliminate sin, further highlighting her chivalrous spirit.

"Ladies, do you like the outfits your husband has carefully designed for you?"

Chen An was very satisfied with his masterpiece and asked his wives and concubines in front of him.

Song Huaying was very satisfied. She turned lightly in front of Chen An and said with a sweet smile, "My dear, I am a pink girl in your eyes, right?"

Chen An smiled and said, "Yes, Ying'er, you are pink everywhere, which suits this style very well."

Gu Xinyue on the side didn't say anything, but just smiled quietly.

Wen Zhiyun looked at her open collar, then at her bare white legs, and couldn't help but frowning and asked, "Husband, isn't this too revealing?"

Chen An smiled disapprovingly and said, "You only wear it at home for me to see, so of course the more revealing the better. It looks so tempting, and I can't wait to stay in your bed every night."

"Bah, you lecher!"

Wen Zhiyun's face flushed red and she spat at Chen An in an angry manner, but in her heart she was very happy that Chen An was obsessed with her body.

Chen An stepped forward and took advantage of Wen Zhiyun a few times, then looked at Shen Qingyi and said, "Qingyi, how do you feel about the outfit I gave you?"

Shen Qingyi smiled and said, "It's quite unique, but it feels weird to have words all over your legs, but overall I like it very much. Thank you, husband."

"As long as Qingyi likes it." After saying that, Chen An smiled and said, "I have spent so much time dressing you up. How do you plan to repay me?"

"Then how do you want us to repay you, my husband?"

Song Huaying walked forward and took Chen An's arm, her eyes filled with affection that was so strong that it was almost sticky.

The other three wives and concubines were looking forward to it and blushing, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became subtle.

…

In a blink of an eye.

The time came to the next morning.

It was still slightly light.

At this time, there was no longer the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground or the roar of monsters, but only the sound of the even breathing coming from the wives and concubines beside him.

The wives and concubines were all sleeping soundly, even Shen Qingyi, whose cultivation level was as high as the fourth level of foundation building, was no exception.

I was really too tired last night.

Chen An covered them with some quilts, quickly got dressed and got out of bed, then went to the next room to check on his two young daughters.

The girls haven't woken up yet.

Still fast asleep.

The second daughter, Chen Yike, was sleeping in a spread-eagle position with her limbs spread out on the bed. Her round belly rose and fell with her breathing, which looked quite cute.

After sitting on the edge of the bed and admiring his two baby daughters' sleeping postures for a while, Chen An quickly left the room and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Because the kitchen was rather simple and there were no good ingredients, he just focused on filling himself up and just made some dried meat and spiritual vegetable porridge.

Afterwards, he found a place to sit down, checking last night's harvest while waiting for his wife and daughters to wake up and have breakfast.

[Alchemy Experience +4] x22 [Spiritual Strength +4] x22 [Fire Spiritual Root Aptitude +4] x33 [Swordsmanship +1, Gold Spiritual Root Aptitude +1] x39 [Song Huaying's Affection +5]

[Gu Xinyue's feelings +3]

[Wen Zhiyun's feelings +6]

[Shen Qingyi's feelings +2]

"Only feelings +2?"

"Is it less than the ice chips Yue Er added?"

"Alas, heroine's feelings are still as difficult to cultivate as ever."

"The conventional way of getting along with others is not very effective. We need to work harder to punish the evildoers and eliminate the evil."

“It’s difficult.”

Chen An shook his head and sighed.

Then, he had an idea and opened Shen Qingyi's attribute panel to check.

[Name: Shen Qingyi]

[Cultivation: Foundation Building Level 4]

[Attributes: Chivalrous and brave, hates evil]

[Emotion: 1 star (28/100)]

"It's only 28 points of affection. It really can't be rushed."

Chen An smiled helplessly. Although he felt a little disappointed, he was not discouraged.

He believed that dripping water can wear away stone and an iron rod can be ground into a needle.

As time goes by.

The wife and daughter in the room woke up one after another.

Gu Xinyue got up the earliest. She used to get up early to make breakfast and she was used to it.

When she came to the kitchen and saw that Chen An had already prepared breakfast, she immediately apologized, "Husband, I'm sorry, I got up too late, I won't do it again."

"I slept late, so there's nothing to apologize for. Not to mention sleeping until now, even if you slept until dark, that's fine too." Chen An said with a smile as he scratched Gu Xinyue's nose.

"But..." Gu Xinyue felt that it was a bit wrong for her to sleep so late.

Seeing Gu Xinyue acting like a humble maid, Chen An felt that the love he gave her on a daily basis might not be enough to make her realize his importance.

Thinking about this, Chen An walked to Gu Xinyue, stopped and said, "Come, open your mouth, your husband will feed you porridge."

[Spiritual Strength +4]

After coming out of the kitchen, the two of them served the porridge and placed it on the dining table in the hall.

Soon, the other three wives and two daughters came over after washing up, and the family of seven happily ate breakfast together.

"By the way, Yun'er, little Yike's teeth have started to grow. From now on, you can't just rinse her mouth. You have to brush her teeth."

Chen An suddenly remembered and said.

Wen Zhiyun lowered her head to feed Chen Yike porridge in her arms, and replied indifferently: "Well, I will brush her teeth every morning and evening in the future."

After saying that, she looked up at Chen An, hesitated for a moment and said, "Husband, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's up?"

"That's it... Can you please stop calling me Yun'er from now on? It sounds a bit inappropriate."

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm already 40 years old now. If I keep calling you Yun'er, it'll sound a bit pretentious, and I don't like it."

Wen Zhiyun is a down-to-earth person, even honest, and doesn't like this nickname that doesn't suit her age.

Chen An smiled and said, "What does age matter? My Yun'er looks as tender as an 18-year-old girl. It doesn't feel wrong to call her Yun'er."

After saying that, he looked at Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue and asked, "Ying'er, Yue'er, is what your husband said right?"

"My husband is right." Song Huaying looked at Wen Zhiyun opposite her and said, "Sister Wen, your skin looks even younger than mine. You don't look old at all."

Gu Xinyue also nodded and said, "Ying'er is right."

Although Wen Zhiyun was very happy to be praised by her husband and two sisters, she still felt that the word "Yun'er" was not appropriate, and insisted: "No, I am too old. I am forty years old, not a young girl like Ying'er and Yue'er. Husband, from now on, just call me Zhiyun like you call me Sister Qingyi."

"Okay then, let's listen to Zhiyun."

Chen An didn't care about these. Seeing Wen Zhiyun insisting, he smiled and nodded in agreement.

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