Douluo Continent's childhood sweetheart, Qian Renxue, starts with soul rings transforming into

"I won't think about it anymore. I'll be going now. See you again soon."

Ling Yuan waved her hand, and her figure vanished.

Ye Wanqing glanced at the empty space beside her and pouted:

"Everyone of you is just looking for trouble. Why can't I just eat and play as usual every day?"

Taking on small tasks occasionally would be so nice…

…………

When Ling Yuan returned to the base, she saw Lin Feng resting with his eyes closed at the table.

Thinking about Ye's mother's teachings, he glanced at Qian Renxue in the distance.

His figure appeared behind Lin Feng in a flash and knelt down.

A pair of delicate hands gently pressed on Lin Feng's shoulders, relieving his fatigue.

"Who?"

"Little Wind, don't turn around, I am Ling Yuan."

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. Where did Sister Lingyuan learn that from? It felt really strange.

"Um, thank you."

Ling Yuan's face was flushed as she looked at Lin Feng, who had relaxed a bit, and said softly:

"How does the pressure feel? Should we increase the pressure a bit?"

"Well, yes."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuan's eyes flashed with cunning, and she began to massage Lin Feng's neck with her thumb.

"Hmm~ Sister Lingyuan, your massage technique has been getting better and better lately, it feels very comfortable."

"Does Xiaofeng like it?"

Lin Feng nodded: "Of course I like it. After all, it was Sister Lingyuan who personally massaged me. How could I not like it?"

"Giggle."

Ling Yuan felt a surge of joy in her heart:

"You've been thinking for so long, aren't you a little tired? Lie down, and I'll massage your temples."

"I'm alright, I think I'm in good shape right now."

"Ok?"

Ling Yuan pushed Lin Feng down and placed him on her lap, her eyes carrying a hint of warning.

"I suddenly feel a bit tired. Could you please give me a massage, Sister Lingyuan?"

"Hmm~" Ling Yuan smiled with satisfaction.

Lin Feng looked at the "jade bowl" in front of him and thought to himself, "Oh no."

I think I actually quite like this feeling? This can't be right, this isn't right!

"Xiao Feng, I really wish I could keep giving you massages forever."

Lin Feng closed his eyes: "Yes, as long as Sister Lingyuan wants me to, I'll always be here."

Ling Yuan's eyes lit up. Was this Xiao Feng's response? She breathed a sigh of relief and happily rubbed Lin Feng's temples.

He glanced at Qian Renxue in the distance and pondered to himself how to get her to accept him.

I think she noticed some of my recent behavior, but she didn't criticize or reject me.

She didn't restrict her interactions with Xiaofeng, so was she being given a chance? What was Xiaoxue's attitude?

Ling Yuan said she didn't care; the main wife was yours, and she was already very happy to have a position.

…………

Qian Renxue glanced at Lin Feng's room, seemingly casually, and sighed softly.

"Sister Lingyuan, if it weren't for how good you were to me when I was little, and how attentive you have been to Xiaofeng these past few years, and the fact that Xiaofeng has developed some feelings for you, do you think I would have let you go?"

"If I wasn't afraid that rejecting you would affect Xiaofeng's mood, I wouldn't have shared it."

"Little Lord?"

Seeing Qian Renxue lost in thought, Chrysanthemum Douluo asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing, I was just thinking about something."

"whats the matter?"

"None of your business!"

Qian Renxue glared at Chrysanthemum Douluo with annoyance; he was the one who had interrupted her earlier.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's lips twitched:

"Pretend I didn't ask."

Qian Renxue looked at her reflection in the mirror and said with disdain:

"This prince is really annoying. He has a feminine air about him. Although he is male, he lacks masculinity."

"Neither male nor female, the thought of having to pretend to be like this for the rest of my life is just annoying."

Chrysanthemum Douluo pondered: "Young Master, Xue Qinghe is only 15 years old now, and his appearance has not yet been fully formed. We can make slight modifications from time to time in the future."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly:

"That's true, but my Xiaofeng is still the prettiest. All these nobles and royalty are the same, living in luxury and indulging in extravagance."

"That's right, Your Highness. This plan is a grand strategy for the future. Once we bring Tiandou under our control, the continent will eventually be unified."

Only then can all the Soul Masters and ordinary people truly receive the benefits they deserve.

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, her gaze turning cold:

"It's laughable that the two great empires are still secretly smearing the Spirit Hall. Don't they realize that if it weren't for our Spirit Hall checking and balancing them, would they have voluntarily given subsidies to the Spirit Masters?"

Will they awaken martial souls for ordinary people for free? Every year, those who go to every corner of Douluo Continent to awaken martial souls for children are 98% of the people from my Spirit Hall.

The people's hearts are with us; they have no chance of winning.

"Your Highness is wise."

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Chapter 26: The most comfortable episode

Lying in the soft, gentle embrace, I enjoyed Ling Yuan's perfectly timed and gentle massage.

Lin Feng drifted off to sleep without realizing it, his breathing even and a smile on his lips.

Ling Yuan stopped what she was doing, looked at Lin Feng beneath her, and unconsciously relaxed, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

chuckled.

"If you had come earlier, I wouldn't have had to share with you from Xiaoxue."

Looking at Lin Feng sleeping soundly, Ling Yuan turned her gaze to his lips.

A voice filled with laughter rang out.

"Would you like to try some too?"

Ling Yuan's pupils contracted as she looked towards the doorway:

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong?"

An awkward expression crossed Ling Yuan's face, and she seemed at a loss for what to do, wanting to get up.

Shh, don't wake him.

Qian Renxue stopped Ling Yuan's movements, walked slowly to the bed, and glanced at the notes on the table on the bed.

The writing is dense and somewhat messy, yet one can feel the strength in its execution.

Clearly, Xiao Feng has had another stroke of inspiration.

She glanced at Lin Feng on the bed with a pang of sympathy.

He sat down next to Ling Yuan.

He placed one hand on Ling Yuan's shoulder.

“Uh…” Ling Yuan’s shoulder trembled, and she smiled, her expression somewhat unnatural.

Why are you so afraid of me?

"Xiaoxue, what I just did was..."

Qian Renxue shook her head: "I already noticed, Sister Lingyuan, you don't need to hide it anymore."

Ling Yuan's eyes darkened, and she lowered her head: "I'm sorry."