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

"Did it really hurt?"

"Could it be fake?!"

"Who told you to suck my face like a monster..." she snorted, but her gaze drifted downwards.

"Spread out and let me see."

"...Hmm, just let me touch it."

Yu Chen didn't know why she used both hands to touch such a small area, nor did he know why one hand would wander wildly over his stomach and chest when he was injured in the waist.

He really didn't know...

"I need to kiss you three times to forgive you!"

"Tch~ Look at your incompetent face!" Fu Xuan glanced at him disdainfully, then raised his small face arrogantly and said, "I'll give you five bites!"

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P.S.: I've reviewed it again... and added more words if it's a little short... Please forgive me...

Sigh... the car is hard to drive...

It's not a big problem... The last word of the title, when broken down, represents the dozens of words that were cut...

Chapter 230 Ex-wife

There was a lot of fun today, but not many activities were planned for tonight.

However, the Sword Saint insisted on repaying the Grand Diviner, which made Fu Xuan's legs weak while taking a bath; thankfully, someone was holding him...

Sigh… After experiencing what it felt like to have him completely under one's control, Fu Xuan could understand what this idiot was thinking when he held him in his arms and pampered him…

It's a pity I can't beat him, otherwise I would definitely have turned the tables! I should have punished this big bad guy properly!

With these thoughts in mind, she nestled in her beloved husband's arms and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Yu Chen kissed her, and they fell asleep together, feeling blissful.

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The situation in Luofu has been completely stabilized, and the areas affected by the Star Core Disaster have been largely rebuilt, with prosperity returning to Luofu once again.

Meanwhile, the New Year has also arrived.

However, the Immortal Boat people, being a long-lived species, don't celebrate the New Year much each year.

Their long lifespans have slowed their pace considerably…

A small celebration is held every ten years, and a major celebration is held every hundred years. Although this year is approaching the centenary of the memorial service, the lingering effects of the great disaster still linger in people's hearts. It is not appropriate to hold a happy event immediately after the passing of a loved one.

So, apart from some more lanterns and other decorations, there weren't many changes.

Another night has passed. Tomorrow is a day off. After the war has ended and he has finally put little Fu Xuan to sleep, the hardworking swordsman is once again forced to play chess by the general who has something on his mind.

Thinking that he had indeed neglected his "ex-wife" a bit lately, Yu Chen didn't refuse to stay with her until late at night. Only when he was really sleepy did he lie down in bed and hug his wife to sleep.

He complained about Jingyuan until midnight, saying that he dreamed about him and the two dogs at home.

When Fu Xuan woke up, his position had changed from sleeping in Yu Chen's arms to Yu Chen being sound asleep in his arms.

I lay in bed for a long time, lost in thought, my naked body feeling a little numb from that warm breath.

She stretched out her body and gently pushed the doll, which seemed to be a baby swordsman who loved to drink milk. She struggled to pry open the man's tightly locked hands and feet, trying not to disturb him, but still met his gaze the moment she was completely freed.

The atmosphere became subtly awkward for a moment.

Fu Xuan paused for a moment, gave him a kiss, and coaxed the sleeping Sword Saint back to sleep with a couple of sweet words. Then, he tiptoed out, dressed and ready to go.

Last night I was thirsty, and I woke up groggily again asking for water. I noticed that he was still drinking Jingyuan's nonsense.

Looking back now, it seems I stayed up quite late; the moment I closed my eyes, I fell asleep like a little pig...

Fu Xuan resisted the urge to slap that bare buttock that was sticking up high, pulled the blanket over that indecent area, and then strolled out.

Her body was still a little weak, but fortunately, someone still doted on her and cherished her, indulging her every whim...

Hmm... the experience of being the diviner was really great; the feeling of being pampered and treated with utmost care was truly wonderful...

Enveloped in such love, she truly felt like she was being spoiled...

While washing up and pondering, Fu Xuan looked at the increasingly radiant and beautiful person in the mirror and couldn't help but smile.

But should we let go? Should we let him lessen his love for us?

Never!

Humming a little tune, she strolled into the kitchen. Yu Chen always made breakfast for her when he got up early in the morning.

When they both sleep in late, they go out to eat; when she gets up early, she naturally cooks.

With these changes in his lifestyle, even the Grand Diviner's culinary skills have improved slightly.

The more I think about it, the better I feel; the more I think about it, the more carefree I feel.

At that moment, Xiao Fuxuan felt like she was a truly virtuous wife and loving mother... and then her joy quickly turned to sorrow...

She twirled the knife in her hand with a dashing, handsome, and beautiful air, then let go of everything…

"what…"

A bright red cut appeared on her finger, and Fu Xuan stared blankly at the small cut that was gushing blood.

The stinging sensation stimulated her brain, and her first thought was, 'Oh no, I'm going to get yelled at.'

Who is scolding me?

Of course, it's Mr. Yu Chen, the ultimate doting husband who treats her like a precious gem, afraid of dropping her if he holds her in his hands and melting her if he keeps her in his mouth!

Fu Xuan quickly pressed down on the wound and rinsed it. Then, somewhat guiltily, he glanced at the door and, after confirming that no one was coming, sneaked out of the kitchen, found the small first-aid kit, and used a small piece of something that looked like a band-aid to wrap his finger.

She looked at the white stuff around her fingers, a wave of sorrow washing over her. After a deep sigh, she looked up at the sky with a sense of helplessness.

I'm definitely going to get scolded later...

Diviners are not supposed to divine for themselves, but the Grand Diviner had already foreseen his own fate.

Back in the kitchen, I continued working on the still-unfinished Taipu Pie breakfast.

I simply boiled some noodles and then wanted to chop some scallions for garnish...

Who knew that this could actually cut my hand?

Sigh... Life is tough, I can't help but sigh...

Fu Xuan pursed her lips, glanced at the empty doorway, and felt increasingly uneasy.

Even though she knew he would just look at her with a sad expression, then ask her in a pained voice if she was in pain, and then say things like why she was careless...

But I just don't want to see him like that... Every time I see him, I feel like my heart is breaking, like I've committed some terrible crime...

Seeing someone who loves you grieve for you is not a pleasant experience...

Just thinking about it makes her nose tingle.

Fu Xuan sighed, strolled to the door, looked around, took a deep breath to calm himself, and tiptoed towards the bedroom.

Although this behavior is somewhat like venturing into a dangerous place...

It's just that she didn't bring Yu Zhao with her, and now she can't even ask Bai Lu if there's any way to make the wound heal quickly.

After all... it would be incredibly foolish to just run straight to a doctor for treatment...

Moreover, she didn't even want to imagine what kind of expression Yu Chen would have if he found out.

Standing at the doorway, Fu Xuan took a deep breath, gave himself a pep talk, and then gently opened the door…

A tall figure appeared before her eyes…

Yu Chen's hand rested awkwardly on the doorknob. He yawned and looked at Xiao Fu Xuan with a confused expression, asking, "What's wrong, wife?"

The diviner, whose heart nearly stopped, didn't have time to pay attention to his question. Instead, he stiffly withdrew his arm, raised his face, and glanced at him.

Their gazes clashed in the air. Fu Xuan looked at the imposing figure in front of him and slowly placed his left hand behind his back.

"No, nothing, just came to wake you up for breakfast."

“Oh…” Yu Chen nodded.

Just as Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, his voice came again.

"But why do I feel like there's something strange about you?"

"Who's weird! I'm perfectly normal. Go wash your face and brush your teeth!" Fu Xuan suppressed his panic, put his hands behind his back, and glared at him fiercely.

"Hmm..." Yu Chen looked at her deeply, pinched her soft little face, but still couldn't find anything unusual.

He bent down to hug her, but Fu Xuan dodged him...

She slipped into the room and said, "I'm going to get a jade tablet. Go wash up quickly, or you won't get breakfast!"