He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

"Look, don't they look like us?"

Shen Yunshu straightened up, patted the snow off her hands, and turned to look at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi looked at the little snowman, then at himself, and couldn't help but complain.

"No, you've made me look fatter."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunshu looked down at the little snowman, then at Xu Yi, and reached out to pinch his round cheek.

"No, it's just that I've been feeding you too much lately and making you gain weight."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yi touched his cheeks, which had indeed become rounder, and sighed helplessly in his heart:

You know that too...

For the past six months, Shen Yunshu has been trying different ways to cook delicious meals for him.

From initially serving terrible food to later preparing exquisite dishes, with each meal different, she fattened him up until he was plump and healthy.

He looked up at Shen Yunshu and saw her standing in the snow, the sunlight shining on her face, making her skin appear even whiter and more translucent.

Xu Yi's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered a game he played as a child, his eyes lit up, and he suggested...

"Shall we have a snowball fight?"

"What is a bloody battle?"

Shen Yunshu frowned and repeated it. Liu Ye's eyes were full of doubt, and then her expression changed slightly.

Does it mean making the other person bleed?

Her tone instantly turned serious, a suppressed aura spreading out, carrying a hint of authority.

"No! How can children play such violent games?!"

Shen Yunshu exuded a fleeting aura of imperial power as she stared at Xu Yi, her gaze scrutinizing him.

"Tell Master, which disciple in the sect taught you?"

Seeing Shen Yunshu's face gradually turn cold, Xu Yi quickly waved his hand and hurriedly explained.

"What do you mean by bleeding? You're thinking dirty thoughts!"

He bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, shaped it into a snowball, and gently tossed it onto a nearby tree trunk. The snowball scattered, kicking up a cloud of snow.

"A snowball fight refers to two people making snowballs from the ground and throwing them at each other."

"It was just a joke, not what you think, it won't hurt anyone."

My master's childhood wasn't much better... how come he's never even heard of this kind of little game?

Shen Yunshu looked at the snowflakes spreading on the tree trunk, his brows gradually relaxed, and the coldness in his eyes faded.

"So that's how it is... I misunderstood."

Seeing that she had given in, Xu Yi quickly made a snowball and threw it at her chest while she was still in a daze.

"Alright, let's begin!"

Shen Yunshu did not dodge, letting the snowballs fall on him.

"You attacked Master?"

She looked at Xu Yi's mischievous appearance, a hint of doting in her eyes, and reached into her storage bag to take out a pair of fluffy gloves.

"Put your gloves on before you play, don't get cold..."

The two were throwing snowballs at each other in the courtyard, one after the other.

Xu Yi threw snowballs at Shen Yunshu one after another, but Shen Yunshu deliberately missed all of them.

Every time a snowball was about to hit him, it would inexplicably veer off course and land in the snow next to him.

Moreover, she discovered that whenever Xu Yi hit her, he would smile exceptionally happily.

So he deliberately slowed down his movements, and sometimes even took the initiative to catch the snowballs that Xu Yi threw at him.

She didn't find the game particularly fun, but she wanted to see Xu Yi smile.

Xu Yi quickly sensed something was wrong. He stopped what he was doing, frowned, and said...

"Master, could you please stop letting me win on purpose?"

Shen Yunshu shook her head, her eyes serious.

"Master did not give you permission."

Xu Yi frowned slightly in displeasure and said threateningly.

"Your snowballs always miss me by a hair's breadth; you're obviously doing it on purpose. If you don't play seriously, I'm never playing with you again."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunshu's smile froze, and her eyes were filled with conflict.

"But... that might make you sick."

"How could you possibly be sick?"

Xu Yi patted his round belly and tilted his head as he spoke.

"Do you think all those nutritious foods I eat every day are for nothing? What's a little snowstorm compared to that?"

"But the snow here is different from that in the mortal world; it contains a faint chill, and children have weak immune systems."

Shen Yunshu still had some concerns.

"Go ahead and smash it!"

Xu Yi insisted.

Then Xu Yi actually fell ill that night...

He felt feverish and dizzy.

However, Shen Yunshu simply raised his hand and a gentle stream of spiritual energy flowed into his body.

Before long, his body temperature returned to normal, and his dizziness disappeared; it all happened in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Xu Yi lay in bed, looking at Shen Yunshu sitting by the bed with a worried expression, and couldn't help but think:

Is this a case of ignoring the advice of elders and suffering the consequences...?

Another month has passed, and the New Year is almost here in this world.

The entire Sword Sect was abuzz with excitement.

Many disciples were busy putting up Spring Festival couplets and hanging lanterns in Shen Yunshu's quiet courtyard, and the place was filled with a festive atmosphere.

The world attaches great importance to the New Year and has many customs associated with it.

One of the rules is that tasks such as pasting couplets and hanging lanterns can only be done by hand, and spiritual power is not allowed.

They say that this is the only way to show sincerity and ensure a smooth year ahead.

Xu Yi watched silently from the side, wearing a red padded jacket.

It was specially prepared for him by Shen Yunshu, which made his skin appear even whiter and his appearance exceptionally cute.

Several female disciples who were in charge of pasting up the couplets would glance at him from time to time, their eyes full of affection.

One of the bolder female disciples pulled a handful of candies wrapped in paper from her pocket, waved them at Xu Yi, and said with a smile.

"Junior brother, come here, your senior sister has some candy."

Seeing this, the other female disciples also took out the snacks they had prepared, including candied fruit and pastries.

They all waved enthusiastically at Xu Yi, trying to lure him over.

Xu Yi merely picked his nose dismissively and slowly moved to the side, showing no intention of moving over.

This left the several pretty female disciples frozen in embarrassment.

Shen Yunshu seemed to notice the commotion and turned to look over, her gaze falling on Xu Yi with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

She gave her disciples a few instructions and then walked towards Xu Yi.

Walking to Xu Yi's side, Shen Yunshu reached out and gently rubbed the top of his head, her fingertips feeling warm and smooth.

"Why don't you go and play with them?"

Xu Yi looked up at Shen Yunshu's aloof and stunningly beautiful face, his tone tinged with dependence.

"I want to stay with my master."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Shen Yunshu's eyes, and she immediately bent down and picked up Xu Yi without hesitation.

She held Xu Yi firmly, her soft breasts gently pressing against his cheek, warm and full, with a faint fragrance.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Shen Yunshu lowered her head and gently kissed Xu Yi's cheek with her moist, soft cherry lips, her voice as gentle as a whisper.

"Yi'er is such a good boy..."

Xu Yi blinked and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Just then, he suddenly felt two hands pinching his cheeks, one hand as cold as jade, the other with a delicate touch.

Before he could react, a lazy voice rang in his ear.

"Xu Yi, I'm pregnant."

"My love, I'm pregnant too..."

What?!