"I just feel tired."
Just as he finished hanging the jade pendant on her, Baili Xijiang stood up straight. "I told her to keep sleeping, but she refused and insisted on coming out to find you."
It sounds like someone is complaining.
Qin Xi leaned on Song Tingwan's shoulder, her arms wrapped around his waist as she glared at Baili Xijiang.
But because of mental fatigue, they were too lazy to even argue.
Song Tingwan gently patted her hand and smiled at the two of them, "If there's a big commotion later, come out and take a look."
Wan Qiji and Shen Zhuochuan stood to one side.
Shen Zhuochuan glanced at them with a smile, then turned around and saw that Yan Shanjun and other powerful figures had already taken flight, seemingly preparing for the upcoming action.
Wanqiji ignored what was behind him and focused his gaze on his friends, looking at Qin Xi with concern.
With a wave of their hands, a wisp of demonic energy wrapped around Qin Xi and Baili Xijiang's wrists.
“Yuanyuan is too weak. It will be chaotic with so many people later. I will leave a wisp of demonic energy so that I can sense your location at any time.”
As he spoke, he left a thin magical bracelet on Song Tingwan's wrist.
Shen Zhuochuan turned his head and raised an eyebrow.
She curled her lips into a smile and turned back to observe the formation of Yan Shanjun and the others.
Song Tingwan raised her wrist, glancing at Shen Zhuochuan's back with a smile, and naturally also noticed his subtle glance back earlier.
She chuckled softly, "Ah Ji is very thoughtful."
As she spoke, she looked at Shen Zhuochuan's back, and sure enough, the man seemed to chuckle softly before turning his head away.
Song Tingwan smiled and picked out two pills from her storage space, giving them to Qin Xi to relieve the symptoms.
"Is Wan'er going to go with her sister and the others?"
Qin Xi put his arm around Song Tingwan's slender waist, took a deep breath of the comforting pine scent emanating from Wan'er, and slowly straightened up.
Song Tingwan squeezed her hand and shook her head with a smile.
"Perhaps some cinnabar mist will be cast, it will be the same as if I were right next to you."
Qin Xi's round eyes crinkled with emotion. He hugged her and nuzzled her neck, saying, "Wan'er is so good."
Baili Xijiang couldn't bear to look, so he put his hands on his hips and walked to his uncle's side, pretending to be deep and following Shen Zhuochuan's gaze.
After a while.
"Uncle, are you going?"
Such a complicated magic array, I don't understand it.
Baili Xijiang twitched his lips and nudged his uncle with his elbow.
Shen Zhuochuan took half a step to the side. "I'm not going."
Why?
He moved, and Baili Xijiang followed suit, moving closer.
Shen Zhuochuan glanced at him with disdain and took another half step to the side.
Baili Xijiang snorted, annoyingly sticking close to his uncle again, "Why? You're always the one rushing to the front in these kinds of things."
His uncle is proud and dazzling.
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhuochuan turned around and met Song Tingwan's gentle gaze.
He smiled at the woman, then turned back with a slight upturn of his lips, "Because now I have someone to protect."
Baili Xijiang chuckled and nudged his uncle with his elbow, "So, should I call Wan'er Master or Auntie from now on? This is really a dilemma."
He frowned, and the names he used were all jumbled up.
This time, Shen Zhuochuan didn't move.
He looked up at the sky, his voice clear and gentle: "She is the revered Goddess of Sleep in the Six Realms. You are her disciple. In front of outsiders, the title 'Master' is more formal than 'Auntie'."
"...However, I haven't formally proposed to Wan'er yet, so don't be too ostentatious."
Once Uncle Song recovers, he will be ready to formally go to Yunyin to propose to Wan'er.
Baili Xijiang scoffed, "Alright, alright, if you weren't my uncle, I might not necessarily be on your side."
His master deserves the best in the world!
Baili Xijiang considered his uncle's perspective from his sister's point of view and silently moved half a step to the side.
He's really gotten too bold, actually thinking that his uncle is really climbing the social ladder.
Seeing his unlucky nephew's actions, Shen Zhuochuan laughed angrily.
Song Tingwan and Qin Xi held hands, with Wan Qiji standing beside them. The three of them laughed as they watched the uncle and niece shuffling back and forth.
In mid-air, Song Siyao paused to look at the five people in the distance, a slight smile playing on her lips.
He snapped back to his senses and rejoined his master and other seniors in formation.
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