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

Shen Yunshu paused slightly upon hearing this, and then spoke in a deep voice to Shen Qingyao.

"I... I didn't spoil her too much."

"It's not like this thing is beyond repair."

"A simple repair spell can restore it to its original state. Why blame Yi'er for such a trivial matter?"

She focused her gaze on Xu Yi's guilty face and continued to transmit her voice.

"Forget it, you've never raised a child, you wouldn't understand."

After saying that, she stopped communicating with Shen Qingyao telepathically.

She reached out and gently took the broken hairpin from Xu Yi's hand, a wisp of spiritual energy swirling around her fingertips.

In the blink of an eye, the broken jade hairpin was restored to its original state.

She placed the jade hairpin back in front of Xu Yi and gently rubbed his soft cheek.

"Look, Yi'er, isn't that perfect?"

"This is no big deal, don't frown. If you like it in the future, feel free to take it and play with it. Master won't be angry."

Xu Yi listened to her words and then looked up at Shen Yunshu, whose eyes were full of tenderness and no anger.

Unable to resist, he reached out and hugged Shen Yunshu's neck, gently resting his head on her shoulder.

Shen Yunshu's heart softened as he was hugged, and she pulled him into her arms, gently patting his back.

Shen Qingyao, leaning against the window, watched the sticky scene, shook her head helplessly, and sent another telepathic message.

"Sister, you'll regret spoiling him like this one day."

Shen Yunshu ignored Shen Qingyao.

She will never regret it.

She was willing to do anything for Yi'er.

......

Time flies, and fifteen days have passed in a flash.

Shen Qingyao took Shen Yunshu and Xu Yi to all the beautiful and little-known scenic spots in Shenhai Prefecture and tasted all the local delicacies.

Xu Yi had a great time playing and eating with the two of them.

This caused his already sturdy figure to become even rounder.

Back at the Sword Sect's residence, Shen Yunshu took Xu Yi's small hand and led him into the room.

Xu Yi looked down at his round belly and couldn't help but frown.

No, this time, he absolutely has to lose weight.

The main reason he got fat was that the animal milk Shen Yunshu gave him was too nutritious.

Even though it was diluted, it was still beast milk at the Quasi-Emperor level.

Xu Yi raised his small hand and gently shook Shen Yunshu's sleeve, then looked up at her intently.

"Master, I will not drink milk anymore."

Shen Yunshu was bending down to carry Xu Yi to the bed when she heard these words and suddenly stopped.

Her narrow, willow-leaf eyes widened slightly, her gaze towards Xu Yi carrying a hint of helplessness and confusion.

"Why...?"

"Is Yi'er tired of drinking it every day?"

She frowned slightly, like a rejected child, and cautiously made a suggestion.

"Master... Master, could you get some different flavors of beast milk for Yi'er?"

"For example, some are sweeter, some are more fragrant, and some have a floral and fruity aroma, and so on."

"Whatever flavor Yi'er wants to drink, Shizun can make it..."

Seeing his master's eyes welling up with tears of grievance, Xu Yi felt a pang of sadness, but still firmly shook his head.

"It's not that I'm tired of drinking it, it's that I really want to lose weight. I'll drink it occasionally after I lose weight, okay, Master?"

Looking into his determined eyes, Shen Yunshu finally couldn't bear to refuse and softly agreed.

"All right......"

Why does Yi'er always want to lose weight? She's clearly cute, even though she's chubby and small...

......

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yi has grown another year older, his figure has grown taller, the baby fat on his face has faded, and he has become much thinner and more upright.

Shen Yunshu stood by the window, watching Xu Yi diligently practicing magic in the courtyard. His expression showed both relief and a hint of indescribable loss and unease.

Her disciple is growing up little by little, gradually moving away from the way she was in her arms.

Shen Qingyao stuffed two sweet pastries into her mouth and mumbled something indistinctly.

"In another two years, Xu Yi will be able to participate in the Kyushu Junior Martial Arts Tournament, right? Will you let him go then?"

"I reckon with this kid's current strength, he could easily take first place."

Shen Yunshu's gaze remained fixed on Xu Yi, her tone unwavering.

"Don't let him go."

"He's had me protecting him his whole life. What's the point of fighting or competing for power? Real combat involves knives and guns; what if he gets hurt?"

Shen Qingyao nearly choked on the pastry in her mouth, rolled her eyes dramatically, and was utterly speechless.

"Then what's the point of making him train so diligently? It can't just be for show, can it?"

Shen Yunshu spoke calmly, his tone matter-of-fact.

"Simply extend lifespan."

Shen Qingyao was completely speechless, and after a long silence, she continued to ask.

"What if the kid grows up and insists on going out into the world on his own, without letting you come along? What will you do then?"

Shen Yunshu slightly raised her eyebrows, her tone calm and even.

"I'll just follow them secretly."

Shen Qingyao sighed in exasperation after hearing this.

"Sister, you told me last year that you would gradually let go and let him do what he wants to do."

Shen Yunshu lowered her eyes to look at the figure of the boy in the courtyard, her voice softening slightly.

Just pretend I didn't say that.

People do change.

But Shen Qingyao couldn't understand how a person could change so quickly.

Shen Yunshu picked up the teacup, just about to take a sip, when the storage ring on her finger suddenly flashed.

A jade pendant for transmitting sound flew out and hovered in mid-air.

It belongs to Yu Nianqing.

Shen Yunshu sighed helplessly and channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into the jade pendant with his fingertip.

The next second, a slightly melancholy voice came from the jade pendant, its tone carrying an undisguised sorrow; it was Yu Nianqing.

"Yun Shu... I need to stay with you for a few days."

Shen Yunshu frowned and said

"Did I tell you or not...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Nianqing interrupted him with a soft sigh, her voice lowering slightly.

"My brother has passed away. Now... I have no family left in this world, Yun Shu."

The displeasure on Shen Yunshu's face vanished, replaced by astonishment and heartache.

"Yu Nian'an... how could he have died so suddenly?"

Yu Nian'an is the Ninth Elder of Medicine Immortal Valley. He is exceptionally talented, but he has been plagued by illnesses since childhood.

He survived thanks to the countless rare and precious herbs and exquisite medical skills of the Medicine Immortal Valley, and his cultivation level steadily improved.

Shen Yunshu had met him several times, but he never expected him to pass away so suddenly.

There was a long silence on the other end of the jade pendant, and Yu Nianqing's voice carried a hint of weariness.

"His old illness flared up, and even the combined efforts of all the elders in the valley couldn't stop him."

"Right now... I just want to leave Medicine Immortal Valley and stay with you for a while."

Shen Yunshu listened quietly, her heart filled with emotion. Two thousand years of friendship, plus Yu Nianqing's three acts of saving her life, made it impossible for her to refuse.

She gently comforted Yu Nianqing for a few moments, agreed on a time to arrive, and then cut off the communication.