"My lady, Xiaoying sent word today that Cheng'er will arrive tomorrow."
At night, Ling Feng sat in front of the dressing table and carefully applied ointment to his face.
He no longer hides applying skincare products from Su Qinghe.
Hearing Ling Feng's words, Su Qinghe lazily turned over and continued reading.
"Tomorrow is the Lunar New Year, she really knows how to pick a day, I thought she wouldn't make it!"
"It's been a year since I last saw you. I wonder if you've changed at all."
The thought that Ling Cheng had been staying at the Seven Kill Pavilion for a year made Su Qinghe look forward to seeing her adopted daughter tomorrow.
Ling Feng put the ointment into the cabinet, got up and lay down in Su Qinghe's arms, reaching out to cover the book in her hands.
"Cheng'er is only six years old, which is the time when she is growing. It is normal for her to change as she grows. Isn't that obvious, my lady?"
“That’s true,” Su Qinghe replied with a smile. “Kids change every day.”
"I know you miss her. Come back tomorrow and take a good look at her. After all, she'll only stay for a month before leaving again, and you won't be able to come back until the New Year."
Upon hearing that Ling Cheng could only stay for a month, Ling Feng, who was initially very excited because his daughter was coming back the next day, immediately showed a hint of disappointment on his face.
He even secretly shed a few tears when he sent Ling Cheng away.
Looking at Su Qinghe's calm expression, Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, his expression unfriendly.
"Knowing that Cheng'er is coming back tomorrow, why does my wife seem so unhappy? She is also your daughter, you should take a good look at her tomorrow."
Seeing that Ling Feng was about to throw a tantrum, Su Qinghe quickly tossed the book aside, smiled, hugged him, and kissed him.
"I'm a woman, this is called not showing my emotions, I'm actually very happy!"
"That's more like it."
Whether Su Qinghe was telling the truth or not, Ling Feng was satisfied.
He put his arms around Su Qinghe's neck, and the two chatted in hushed tones.
"Although the Qiu Shan faction was purged from the cabinet two years ago, some inevitably slipped through the net."
"Xiaoying mentioned this in her letter as well. Cheng'er was almost injured, and I'm a little worried..."
Su Qinghe covered Ling Feng's mouth.
"Didn't you want to send Cheng'er to the Seven Kill Pavilion for training? Now you've softened your heart?"
“I…” Ling Feng opened his mouth, his eyes full of struggle.
Seeing his appearance, Su Qinghe made a suggestion.
"How about we bring them back and let them stay for a while, until the area is cleared out, before sending them over?"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, "No, I want to gain experience."
"What's left now are just some low-level people. It's perfect to give them experience. We can't just protect them every time they encounter danger."
"If the future Seven Kill Pavilion Master is so pampered, then what was the point of me going through the trouble of giving birth to her?"
Ling Feng's face was resolute. Whenever it came to matters concerning the Seven Kill Pavilion, he would revert to his usual cold and stern demeanor, even towards his own daughter, Ling Cheng.
"You bastard!"
Su Qinghe sighed, but did not force him to stay.
"Don't worry, Cheng'er has been taught by you and me since she was a child. She has been learning kung fu since she was a child, and I even personally taught her pharmacology. She won't die so easily. Don't underestimate your daughter."
"Hmm." Ling Feng felt comforted.
Seeing that he was no longer looking so gloomy, Su Qinghe quickly coaxed him to sleep.
"It's getting late, go to sleep quickly, it's not good for pregnant men to stay up late."
Ling Feng touched his still flat stomach, where another one-month-old life was growing.
This is her third pregnancy, and it feels completely different from the first and second times.
The most obvious thing is that his belly isn't as big anymore, and secondly, he's stopped experiencing morning sickness.
Everything feels much more comfortable than before, I don't know if it's because I've had more children.
He originally wanted to have another child with Su Qinghe when Ling Cheng was four years old, but Su Qinghe refused on the grounds that she needed to take care of her health.
He had brought it up several times, but she only recently agreed.
Do you think this baby will be a girl?
Ling Feng asked softly with his eyes closed.
He had a son as his second child, which means he hasn't yet given Su Qinghe a female heir who will take her surname.
Seeing that all of her other husbands had given her a daughter, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Although Su Qinghe treated her son better than her daughter and never pressured him, he still had a strong obsession and a lingering resentment.
It's as if only in this way can they prove themselves.
Sensing the man in her arms' obvious agitation, Su Qinghe patted his back calmly and coaxed him gently.
"If you go to sleep early, I'll help you think about it in your dreams. You can also pray to the Duke of Zhou (the god of sleep)~ Or, tomorrow I'll have Wuwang ask Buddha for you?"
Ling Feng didn't want to respond to Su Qinghe's teasing.
But because of the auspicious words she said, he thought about it and decided it was better to believe it than not, so he really tried to fall asleep.
Listening to the man's breathing gradually become steady, Su Qinghe smiled and cleared her mind.
...
The first day of the new year.
The firecrackers crackled and popped. Even after the Su family finished setting them off, the sound of firecrackers could still be heard inside the house, indicating that someone else was also setting off firecrackers. It was a very festive atmosphere.
"Come on, there's one last dish, braised carp!"
In the hall, the original small round table had been replaced by a large round table by Su Qinghe. The whole family was gathered together, adults and children alike, all picking up their chopsticks.
"Cheng'er, eat more. Look how thin you've become."
Several men served food to Ling Cheng, who had just returned, their eyes filled with heartache as they looked at her.
It's been a year since I last saw you. You've lost weight and gotten darker. You can tell you've suffered a lot.
"Thank you, gentlemen."
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