Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Unaware of anything, Qian Shui was still fast asleep, feeling very comfortable.

However, by the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

……

When Qian Shui's main spirit finished comforting the child and realized that he had lost consciousness with the other spirit, it was too late. Even if he rushed over to squeeze out Qian Renxue's control, it was already too late.

That unique feeling was deeply etched into his mind, and even punishing Qian Renxue a hundred times would be of no use.

The Crown Prince skipped work the next day, and the Crown Princess skipped class. Perhaps it was because they were deeply in love, but no one found it strange.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, alright?"

At this moment, it seems that the roles have been reversed, with Qian Renxue holding Qian Shui's head and comforting the little man who is suffering from both physical and mental trauma.

Qian Shui, her eyes vacant, stared blankly at the ceiling.

Seeing Qian Shui remain silent, Qian Renxue had no choice but to lower her head and give in.

Qian Renxue, who had instigated the trouble, was naturally not spared by Qian Shui, and another major battle was inevitable. In short, she had given up; after working so hard for so many years, couldn't she at least enjoy herself?

……

"Rongrong, why don't you go and take a look at the Crown Prince's residence?"

Ning Huahua hasn't reported to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy for three days. Although the Royal Academy is run by the royal family and is her family's property, she is in charge of them. With Ning Huahua gone, are we supposed to rely on two ferocious beasts to guide human cultivation?

So the group put forward Ning Rongrong, who was very familiar with the Crown Prince's residence, and wanted her to go and ask about the situation and the next steps.

The little witch probably knew with her bare hands that this was something she didn't want to face, and she simply didn't want to go.

"I was planning not to come for three days!"

Lacking experience, the girls were naturally confused, but Dai Mubai looked embarrassed and gestured for Ma Hongjun to tone it down.

Xiao Wu originally wanted to go by herself, but now that she knows a lot more and has become much smarter, she figured that the couple definitely didn't have any good intentions. So she decided to follow the Ice and Snow Emperors so that their strong auras could mask the aura of her transformed soul beast.

Xiao Wu also disliked Qian Renxue, and she was on the same side as Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, why don't you go? You might catch that woman doing something wrong!"

"Yes, yes!" "Exactly!"

In the end, Ning Rongrong couldn't resist everyone's insistence and went with a face full of reluctance. The other children, having nothing to do, went off to do their own thing, treating it as a holiday.

...

After passing through the gates of the Crown Prince's residence, Ning Rongrong walked straight to Xue Qinghe's bedroom with no one stopping her.

Judging from the constant stream of guests at the Crown Prince's residence and the usual routine of work, Xue Qinghe must be at work. Ning Rongrong naturally wouldn't bother her Xue-gege (older brother Xue), but would go directly to find the culprit.

However, at this time, Xue Qinghe's bedroom could not be said to be completely empty, but it could also be said that it was rarely visited.

Upon entering the courtyard, one is greeted by a man with lifeless eyes, slumped on the ground, his back against the door of Xue Qinghe's bedroom.

Logically speaking, no man other than Xue Qinghe should be in this place, but Ning Rongrong was not surprised at all; on the contrary, she was unusually excited.

"Singing, singing, singing... the singer!"

Looking at Ning Rongrong's rosy cheeks, her hesitant and reluctant expression, some people only glanced at her.

Qian Shui's situation is somewhat complicated at this point. In short, he doesn't want to be a woman right now, and he doesn't want to see any women.

First, seeing that someone was physically and mentally exhausted, Qian Renxue decided not to upset him any further and went back to the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire to take care of the child.

Meanwhile, Qian Shui's main body created a clone for Qian Renxue to go to work, while she herself remained alone, feeling dejected, to have some peace and quiet.

Secondly, this is also why Ning Rongrong was able to see Qian Shui in person. At this moment, he couldn't even move a muscle, let alone activate his senses.

In fact, only Ning Rongrong could do that. Xue Qinghe's bedroom was strictly forbidden to anyone, and it was Ning Rongrong who was the only one who could do it. On the surface, she was the Crown Princess's younger sister, and she was also a regular guest of the Crown Prince's residence.

In short, Murphy's Law came true. Qian Shui, who didn't want to see women for the time being, still ended up seeing one, but he still couldn't muster the energy. After all, his wife didn't like this, right?

...

'You're the one who started this mess with her! Deal with it yourself!'

'Okay...okay...'

As he spoke, Qian Shui took Xue Qinghe's place, pushing his own wife forward, thinking that if she had the ability to bring Ning Rongrong back, he would accept it.

...

Thus, Qian Renxue's version of Qian Shui was released!

"Hello~ Miss Rong... Ning Rongrong~"

At this moment, Qian Shui was not as ethereal as Ning Rongrong had first met him. Instead, he was approachable, and his gentle smile and proper manners made him seem like a true gentleman.

"You...you're here! Where's Ning Huahua?"

"Oh...she took the child out to play! I was just passing by, just passing by!"

Qian Renxue couldn't find any other reason, but she couldn't say that she was at her own home in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

"You're just passing by to see Xiao Hong, aren't you? Tch! You really know how to pick your timing, disciple!"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Since Ning Rongrong had already made up her own interpretation, Qian Renxue simply accepted it.

Then Ning Rongrong looked at Qian Renxue, who resembled Qian Shui, with a slightly awkward expression, and said shyly, "I see you're alright, how about I treat you to dessert? There's a new dessert called ice cream dessert that's really delicious!"

Qian Renxue didn't quite understand Ning Rongrong's invitation, but Qian Shui was already rolling her eyes. Adding the word "date" to the invitation made much more sense.

However, the little angel was unaware of what was going on. Having been forcibly replaced by Qian Shui, she had nothing to do at the moment. In a daze, she agreed to Ning Rongrong's request and was thus dragged out of the Crown Prince's residence.

Even after arriving at the ice cream shop owned by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with Ning Rongrong, and sitting opposite Qian Renxue, the little witch still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.

Sunlight streamed through the small window decorated with a lattice pattern, and the Tyndall effect illuminated the dust particles, reflecting onto Ning Rongrong's flushed face. She wasn't wearing the Tian Dou Royal Academy uniform; instead, she had changed into her favorite low-cut blue mini-skirt, white socks, and blue ankle boots.

The little witch was very shy, licking the white dessert on the iron spoon in small bites. For some reason, this 'singer' today was somewhat like her older brother Xue, noble yet elegant.

The man before her was so powerful and charming, and he was also very much to her liking. He seemed to be very knowledgeable, and could talk about the politics of aristocratic countries with ease. Gradually, he seemed to be merging with Xue Qinghe.

Chapter 219 Qian Renxue's Travelogue

It is said that sweet ice cream is like sweet love, with a sweet and soft taste that blooms on the tip of the tongue, making it comfortable and pleasant.

In Qian Renxue's eyes, this was just a little gadget that Qian Shui invented when she had nothing better to do, and she had naturally tried it. However, she hadn't tried it while eating it with other girls.

Looking back, the little angel seemed to remember that she didn't seem to have any friends. She used to have one, Qian Shui, but he became her husband. Could he still be considered a friend?

Eating ice cream and shopping with Ning Rongrong always gave her a feeling of finding a friend.

In the past, I always treated this little girl like a child. I favored her because she looked like Qian Shui when she was young. I never expected that this attitude would make her develop different feelings for Xue Qinghe.

Now, with a different identity, Qian Renxue seems finally able to treat Ning Rongrong as a friend.

However, Ning Rongrong, who didn't know why Qian Shui was so free, went from being apprehensive at the beginning to not caring anymore after being able to hold the hand of this peerless expert while strolling around town.

Although Qian Shui looked mature with his hands behind his back, he also seemed quite interested in shopping, and Ning Rongrong suddenly felt a sense of camaraderie. She was now incredibly glad that she had made this trip instead of refusing her classmates' requests.

"Brother Shui, do you know what? There's this annoying guy in my class who used to follow Shui Shui around every day, and even told her he wanted to be her brother when we weren't looking! It's so awful! Shui Shui is only a few years old! How dare he?!"

Qian Renxue thought it was normal for Ning Rongrong to change how she addressed her; people always go through a process of getting to know each other, right?

"That guy was really awful, but Xiao Wu beat him up, which was a good way to vent her anger. Tang San, Tang San, you little punk! Hmph! Huh?! Tang San?"

Tang San arrived, and Shrek F4 could be vaguely seen in the distance. He entered a building that looked quite peculiar.

The building has a very exotic style, and its entire shape is round, like half a sphere placed on the ground. There is no nameplate on it, only a hammer pattern.

"The Grand Auction House?"

Ning Rongrong wrinkled her small, delicate nose, looking quite puzzled.

The little witch was clearly intrigued and shook Qian Renxue's arm, saying, "Can the four of them really scrape together 10,000 gold soul coins for the bidding qualification? Brother Shui, shall we go take a look?!"

Qian Renxue nodded habitually. From childhood to adulthood, this girl would usually agree to any request that wasn't excessive.

"Oh no, they've gone in! Let's hurry and follow them!"

Seeing that Tang San and the other three had disappeared from sight, Ning Rongrong grabbed Qian Renxue, who had agreed, and ran towards the Great Soul Arena.

The little angel smiled, then grabbed Ning Rongrong's waist, and with a light tap of her toes, arrived at the entrance of the grand auction house in the blink of an eye.

This performance made Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkle, thinking that no one had ever treated her like this before, so freely and casually.

If Qian Shui weren't currently focused on women, he would surely be amazed by the depth of her skill; few women could resist her.

Seeing the two people appear out of nowhere, they must not be ordinary people. The four tall young women who greeted them were also not ordinary service staff, as their professional smiles reflected their professionalism.

This kind of occasion is the one that Qian Shui is least comfortable with, but the one that Qian Renxue is most comfortable with.

Holding Ning Rongrong's hand, who was looking at her with starry eyes, he handed her a purple-gold card with a faint smile.

The understanding young waitress smiled faintly and said, "Please!"

Upon entering the auction house, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about it; given their status, they were regulars.

It didn't have a lavish, opulent feel. The floor was made of a stone similar to white marble, and the walls were decorated with various reliefs. The reliefs were sparsely colored, giving them a simple and elegant look. Besides the reliefs, there were also some display cases built into the walls, displaying items such as porcelain and armor.

With her senses expanding, Qian Renxue easily locked onto Tang San, but these people were not in the auction hall.

"Rongrong, let's go to the lobby, we'll find out soon."

Ning Rongrong had no suspicions; with Qian Shui's strength, he couldn't possibly deceive a naive young girl like her. She obediently replied, "Mm."

Both of them were regulars and naturally wore special masks for the auction house to conceal their identities.

There was no sense of unease; everyone took out their masks and put them on, then headed together to the main auction area on the second floor.

The waitresses in the center of the auction hall were dressed quite provocatively, wearing low-cut tops and miniskirts just like Ning Rongrong. However, they were more mature, unlike Ning Rongrong, whose dresses were purely for the sake of staying cool.

Her deeply defined figure was far beyond what a naive young girl like Ning Rongrong could compare to.

If it were any other day, it would be fine, after all, it's a man's body, even a little angel has to be composed.

Fortunately, Qian Shui was much taller and bigger than Ning Rongrong, so the little witch didn't notice her gaze.

The waiter led the two directly to the black VIP area, unlike before when, as Xue Qinghe's or Ning Fengzhi's daughter, they would sit directly in the red top-tier VIP area.

"Rongrong!"

"scare!"

The familiar voice rang out, startling Ning Rongrong so much that she shrank back.