"Sister Ying'er just gave birth and needs to lie down and rest for a while. Stop crowding around here!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Zhiyun started to chase people away.

She looks like Song Huaying's mother and cares about Song Huaying very much.

In the end, Chen An and Gu Xinyue were driven out of the room by Du Wen Zhiyun, leaving her alone in the room to take care of Song Huaying and her daughter.

After taking care of some nursing work.

Not long.

Wen Zhiyun also walked out of the room.

She pulled Gu Xinyue aside, taught her some basic nursing skills, and asked Gu Xinyue to help take care of Song Huaying and her daughter while she was practicing.

Seeing this, Chen An went up and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, please teach me too."

"hehe!"

Wen Zhiyun sneered twice, rolled her eyes at him, turned around and went back to her room to practice.

This beautiful menopausal woman is too arrogant.

Chen An decided to teach her a lesson.

“Boom boom boom!”

"Friend Wen, open the door. I have something to tell you."

“Crack—”

Wen Zhiyun opened the door and frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing much, I just suddenly wanted to come over and knock on your door."

As Chen An was speaking, he had an idea and silently performed a sleeping spell on Wen Zhiyun in front of him.

I want to try whether this spell can work on a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Wen Zhiyun didn't realize that Chen An had cast a spell on her to help her sleep. When she heard Chen An say that he just wanted to come over and knock on her door, she rolled her eyes and said:

“There’s something wrong!”

After saying this, he closed the door and started practicing.

But just as she put her hand on the door, a sudden drowsiness instantly swept over her body, making her yawn continuously and feel very sleepy.

I was so sleepy that I didn't even bother to close the door. I staggered all the way to the bed, lay down, closed my eyes and fell asleep immediately.

"Falling asleep already?"

Seeing Wen Zhiyun fall asleep in seconds, Chen An was shocked.

He never expected that his sleep-inducing technique was so effective that it could easily knock down an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

The power of this sleep-aiding technique is far greater than the golden finger.

He is so powerful that even if he encounters a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining one day, he will not be at all at a disadvantage.

There is no need to let the opponent fall asleep, just let him take a nap, and then you can kill him with one blow to the throat.

"You know what, this menopausal beauty looks quite charming when she's asleep."

Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun who was sleeping soundly on the bed in the room, and felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"It's not good to sleep in the bed with dirty clothes. I need to help her change into pajamas."

Thinking about this, he went in.

"Men and women should not touch each other, so let's not do that."

As I was thinking, he came out.

"You should at least take off your shoes, right?"

Thinking about this, he went in again.

"Forget it, help her take off her shoes. If she wakes up and finds out, she'll probably make a scene."

As I was thinking about it, he came out again.

In this way, Chen An went in and out in front of Wen Zhiyun frantically, and his mind became tangled.

"Husband?"

Gu Xinyue happened to pass by and saw her husband coming out of Wen Zhiyun's room. She couldn't help feeling puzzled.

You know, these two people are enemies.

Once they come together, conflicts and frictions arise all the time.

One kept talking back, the other was rolling his eyes madly, neither of them would give in.

With such a relationship, would Sister Wen be willing to let her husband enter her room? Gu Xinyue was puzzled.

Chen An knew that she was confused, but he didn't think of explaining anything to her. Instead, he stepped forward and said:

"Yuer, come to the room with your husband."

"Um."

Gu Xinyue followed obediently.

After entering the room, she thought her husband wanted to make love with her, but he did nothing. He just kept asking her if she was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

"Husband, I am a little sleepy now, and I feel like sleeping, but I don't have to sleep yet."

Gu Xinyue shook her head for the eighteenth time.

She wanted to have sex with her husband and then sleep together, but her husband kept asking the same question, which made her feel depressed.

Little did she know that while she was depressed, Chen An was even more depressed.

How come this "Sleep Aid Technique" that can instantly work on an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator has such a weak effect on a concubine like Bingzhazi who is only at the first level of Qi Refining? This doesn't make sense.

Wait, could it be because Bingzhazi’s concubine has such powerful spiritual awareness?

That's not right either.

No matter how powerful Bingzhazi's concubine's spiritual awareness is, it can only reach the level of a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and it is impossible for it to be stronger than a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

From this perspective, there seems to be only one possibility.

That is - Wen Zhiyun's spiritual consciousness is extremely weak! In order to verify this conjecture.

After Wen Zhiyun woke up, Chen An specially took out an illusion talisman that he had bought from the Treasure Shop last time.

The quality of this illusion talisman is not high.

Only the first-level intermediate level.

However, this low-level talisman paper had a great effect on Wen Zhiyun! Wen Zhiyun, who was under the illusion, shrank into the corner and trembled, holding his head with both hands and begging:

"Dad, I was wrong, don't hit me."

"I won't do it again."

"I really don't dare to do it anymore, don't hit me."

“Wuwuwu…”

As she was talking, Wen Zhiyun suddenly burst into tears with fear on her face.

Chen An was very surprised to see this scene.

He knew that Wen Zhiyun might have an unfortunate childhood, but he didn't expect it to be so unfortunate.

I suddenly felt a mixture of emotions.

He didn't look at her any more, closed the door for Wen Zhiyun and left.

Not long.

Wen Zhiyun came out of the illusion.

Seeing herself crying with tears all over her face, she instantly realized something and immediately stood up angrily to question Chen An.

But Chen An kept pretending to be stupid and said he didn't understand what she was saying.

Wen Zhiyun didn't believe it and continued to question.

But Chen An was too thick-skinned and refused to admit it.

Wen Zhiyun couldn't do anything about him, so she could only let it go for now, but she kept this in mind.

In the following days.

Chen An became much more diligent than before.

Apart from making money from daily alchemy, the rest of his time was spent on Song Huaying and her daughter.

Especially my daughter Chen Yuejian.

Whether it was pooping or peeing, he did it all by himself.

As a new father, he is very keen on doing these things related to his daughter.

He wants to witness every moment of his daughter's growth.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

My daughter Chen Yuejian's skin is finally no longer as dry as it was when she was born.

It has become a lot rounder.

I poked it gently with my finger and could clearly feel the elasticity of the flesh.

Wen Zhiyun still remembered the day she cried in the corner. When she saw Chen An teasing Chen Yuejian who had already fallen asleep, she immediately cursed him with a vengeance: "I say, are you a bit sick?"

"Your daughter is already asleep, why are you still teasing her?"

"Happy to wake her up?"

Chen Yuejian was sleeping soundly, but Wen Zhiyun's sudden scolding woke her up.

Suddenly, a loud cry was heard in the room.

“Wow…wow…wow!”

Upon seeing this, Wen Zhiyun immediately picked up Chen Yuejian and skillfully rocked her to sleep in an attempt to make up for her mistake.

However, Chen Yuejian cried very loudly and could not be coaxed to sleep no matter how hard she tried.

Song Huaying said helplessly: "Sister Wen, let me comfort her. It's almost time for you to meditate and practice. You can't delay."

"It's okay. I'll be able to coax our Yuejian to sleep soon."

Wen Zhiyun said with a strong sense of self-esteem.

She was the one who taught Song Huaying all the parenting knowledge. Now that she made the child cry, she had to comfort the child herself, otherwise she would feel embarrassed.

Unfortunately, Chen Yuejian did not cooperate with her.

Just kept crying.

There is even a tendency for the crying to get louder and louder.

Wen Zhiyun was extremely anxious.

Chen An couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward and said, "Can you please stop shaking? My daughter will vomit if you continue to shake. Let me comfort her."

"I'm about to put her to sleep, don't bother me!"

"Bring it here!"

Chen An didn't bother to pay attention to her and directly took his daughter Chen Yuejian from her arms.

Then he used a sleeping spell on his daughter.

The next second, Chen Yuejian, who was still crying loudly, suddenly became quiet and fell asleep sweetly.

Song Huaying was extremely surprised. Her husband was so good at putting a child to sleep. Wen Zhiyun was doubting her life. She had been delivering babies with her mother for many years and had seen all kinds of difficult babies. Her parenting experience far exceeded that of her peers. How could she not be as good as a man who had just become a father?

Chen An ignored the strange expressions on the two women's faces and looked at the prompt message in front of him.

[You helped your daughter Chen Yuejian fall asleep peacefully, your proficiency in sleep-aiding techniques +1. ]

[Sleep aid: Getting started (6/100)]

Only by coaxing my daughter to sleep can I improve my proficiency.

The promotion conditions are too harsh.

It seems that this spell can only be improved by chance.

After thinking about it, Chen An turned and left the room.

These days, all his attention has been on Song Huaying and her daughter, and it seems that he has neglected his concubine Bingzhazi.

I have to take some time to make it up to her.

Not much, just one day is enough.

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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!

(End of this chapter)