Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

March 7th quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man.

"Hey, don't always take on weird jobs!"

Fu Xuan glanced at them for a moment, then sighed softly and said, "I do indeed have something I need your help with, concerning the interrogation of Kafka..."

"In that case... then please speak frankly, Lord Diviner, and we will do our best to help."

March 7th pursed her lips and looked at her earnestly as she spoke.

Fu Xuan nodded and continued, "The Qiong Guan Formation has stopped rotating and we need everyone's help to restart the formation's foundation."

Xing blinked, looking somewhat innocent, and said, "Um...we don't understand this formation..."

“I will instruct Qingque to go with you. You only need to assist her. Moreover, evil spirits are constantly emerging from the star core. Although I have instructed Yuchen to go and sweep away the evil spirits at the array base, we will inevitably encounter some dangers on the way. You all need to protect Qingque’s safety.”

Chapter 174 Where Did the Tea Smell Come From?

"I see, I see~"

Xing nodded seriously, then suddenly exchanged a glance with March 7th beside her.

They smiled slightly and looked at Fu Xuan at the same time.

"Come on, say that magical word!"

"Wh-what...? What magical word?"

Fu Xuan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly felt inexplicably nervous being stared at like that.

March 7th smiled slightly and said, "It's just a simple, universally applicable word: 'please'~"

Fu Xuan's expression stiffened slightly, and an unusual blush bloomed on her face.

"Please...please leave!"

"Roger that!"

The duo waved their arms in a cheer.

"Sigh... She's so polite to outsiders, but she won't say a kind word to her husband before ordering him around to do chores..."

Sigh, it seems my standing in the Grand Diviner's heart is even lower than that of a few strangers I've only known for two days.

Sigh, anyway, you have other younger sisters who are better at chatting and more charming than me, and they can make you happy. I, this worthless, stinky man, have already been kicked far, far away...

Just one kiss can make me happy for a long time...

It's a pity that the diviner has grown tired of them!

Suddenly, Mr. Yu Chen's tea-scented voice, which had appeared behind Fu Xuan at some point, rang out.

Fu Xuan was startled by him, her body trembled, but she instinctively snuggled into his arms.

"When...when did you get back?"

"When you, Master Diviner, 'ask' someone to do work, that's when..."

Yu Chen grunted as he said "please," then gave her a resentful look, gently pushed her shoulder away, and moved a little further away.

"My lord, it would be best if you didn't get so close to me, lest people misunderstand and start gossip..."

Fu Xuan's eye twitched, and he looked at him speechlessly.

Yu Chen gave a soft snort, crossed his arms, and turned his head away arrogantly.

That's enough for you...

"Yes, yes, I'm just a lowly secretary, how could I dare disobey Your Excellency's wishes?"

The Sword Saint's sarcastic and eccentric attitude caused Fu Xuanhong's anger level to rise rapidly.

She gave him a deep look, took a deep breath, and then glanced at the group of people watching the show.

"Qingque, why aren't you going yet?"

"...Yes, Your Excellency."

The fisherman sighed deeply, and the three of them left with a lingering reluctance, wanting to stay a little longer.

Fu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced behind Yu Chen again.

Jing Yuan coughed lightly, "I'm going to wander around somewhere else, you guys continue..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flickered twice and disappeared from the spot.

The atmosphere immediately fell silent again.

Yu Chen crossed his arms, glanced at the petite girl in front of him, snorted, and turned away.

Fu Xuan's brows twitched, and a vein suddenly popped out on his fair forehead and twitched slightly.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then walked around to face Yu Chen and stared intently at him, saying:

"Yu Chen... the situation is critical, and it's not a matter of discrimination. Is there any need to question the relative importance of you and those others in my heart?"

Yu Chen pursed his lips, his expression softening slightly but still somewhat dissatisfied.

“But clearly, Fu Xuan, you can easily make me happy with just a little coaxing... but you won’t do anything about it even if you just talk about it…”

They're so patient with them, I just feel resentful and uncomfortable!

It was like a child throwing a tantrum, even though he was an ancient monster over a thousand years old…

Fu Xuan sighed, "If I were to speak harshly to them, how could I expect them to help me? You're different; you are me... I..."

Yu Chen's gaze fell upon her, fixing on her intently.

"What am I to you?"

Fu Xuan's face flushed, and she gave him a shy glare.

"Do I really have to say it? You always call me 'wife' all the time!"

Yu Chen sighed deeply, "Alas... as expected, even just opening his mouth isn't enough for Lord Taibu... it seems I really am..."

"Bend down!"

Fu Xuan's voice interrupted his speech.

Yu Chen paused, his face tense, and slowly bent down to lean against her.

No laughing, no laughing, absolutely no laughing out loud!

Fu Xuan's eyes trembled, his gaze rippling with emotion.

She closed her eyes, hugged Yu Chen, and brought her red lips close, biting down on him.

As Yu Chen inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from the tip of his nose, he suddenly felt a slight stinging sensation on his lips, which vanished in an instant.

In the end, she couldn't bring herself to be ruthless...

As Yu Chen felt the warm, soft, and intense affection, his unhappiness vanished instantly. He wrapped his arms around Fu Xuan's waist and held her tightly in his embrace, responding passionately.

Long afterward, the lingering emotions remained, and the feelings between them lingered for a long time.

Fu Xuan, her face flushed, nestled on Yu Chen's shoulder and whispered, "Husband..."

"Daughter-in-law~"

Simple joy could not describe his feelings at this moment. He simply held his lover tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to hold her forever and never let go.

After a long while, Fu Xuan finally managed to recover.

She gave Yu Chen a reproachful glare.

"You're just trying to make things difficult for me, even though the situation is already very tense..."

"So what? It doesn't stop us from expressing our feelings and exchanging love!"

Anyway, it didn't interfere with anything else, did it?

“Nonsense…” Fu Xuan snorted and gently twisted his body.

"Put me down. The Qiong Guan Formation will be fixed soon, and I still need to interrogate Kafka!"

"Then we'll release it after it's repaired."

Yu Chen nuzzled her face, his happy expression completely masking his earlier tantrum.

What if they come back and see this?

"So, it's degrading for me to be seen hugging you, right?"

"... "

"Yu Chen, I'm really getting angry."

Fu Xuan's tone suddenly became calm.

"Okay, okay... then kiss me again!"

"Seriously... I'm not going to leave you, why are you being so clingy?"

Fu Xuan sighed, but still satisfied the sword saint, hugging his face and giving him a deep kiss.

"Is this okay?"