In the Demon Suppression Division: Crimson Words Nurture the Blade, Slaying Demons to Prove the Dao

Jiao Yu felt as if she had fallen into a huge vortex, and her mind began to wander.

She stretched out her arms and instinctively hugged Wei Xuanfeng tightly, gently resting her head on his chest.

a long time……

The soft singing in the room stopped, and the bed stopped shaking.

"Don't move, let me catch my breath." Jiao Yu's voice was so sweet and seductive it was almost unbelievable.

Jiao Yu gently pushed Wei Xuanfeng away, breaking free from his embrace.

"Boss, I'll take responsibility for you..."

"Xuanfeng, you might fool a young girl with those words..." Jiao Yu sighed softly, giving him a complicated look. "Alas, today... it can't be entirely your fault..."

She wanted to say something reproachful, but she was too ashamed to say it.

after all……

At the time, my resistance was not resolute.

But as the passion subsided, she became increasingly rational.

"Boss, I've never lied to you!" Wei Xuanfeng quickly defended himself. "Of course, last time doesn't count."

"You brat, sometimes your mouth can be even more outrageous than Murong's," Jiao Yu said with a faint smile.

The moonlight shone on her beautiful face, and Wei Xuanfeng was captivated by her beauty.

Noticing his fixed gaze, Jiao Yu had already made up her mind.

"Xuanfeng, this is the first and the last time."

The few crisp and melodious words sounded like a thunderbolt to Wei Xuanfeng.

"Boss, is it...is it because I didn't work hard enough?"

"What are you saying!" Jiao Yu's face instantly turned red. "You worked so hard, I...I'm really happy about it too..."

"Then why is it the last time?"

Wei Xuanfeng pressed for an answer.

"Why..." Jiao Yu sighed softly, "I'm twenty years older than you, a full twenty years. You're so young, yet you've already reached the same level as me. How vast your future stage will be..."

"Because of this? Then I won't break through!" Wei Xuanfeng said defiantly.

"You're talking like a child again!" Seeing him occasionally show a childlike side, Jiao Yu found it somewhat amusing. After hesitating for a moment, she still advised, "Xuanfeng, these days, for various reasons, our relationship... is closer than that of a typical superior and subordinate."

"The situation is urgent, so we must act swiftly! Besides, boss, our relationship is as clear as the sun and moon, and there's nothing I should be ashamed of," Wei Xuanfeng said urgently.

"What if I have a guilty conscience?" Jiao Yu's words stunned Wei Xuanfeng. "Besides, we've both...we've both...we've both gone through this, yet we still claim to be as bright as the sun and moon. Do you think I, your eldest brother, am a self-deceiving person?"

A single sentence stirred their hearts, and they both fell silent.

"Boss, I really..."

"Xuanfeng, stop talking. The boss can guess what you're thinking..."

After a while, Jiao Yu continued.

Wei Xuanfeng was about to open his mouth when Jiao Yu gently pressed a slender finger to his lips.

"Don't rush, listen to me."

Wei Xuanfeng's thousand words were instantly swallowed back down by her slender finger.

"Xuanfeng, there is no possibility between us. I am getting old and have a daughter. You have a bright future ahead of you and a girl destined for you is waiting for you."

Jiao Yu's voice was as gentle and pleasant as ever, but Wei Xuanfeng felt a deep fear, knowing that he was probably going to lose her forever.

"I can be your father, and I can find you rare and precious treasures that will keep you young forever!" Wei Xuanfeng roared.

"Xuanfeng, calm down, this isn't like you!" Jiao Yu's face had become incredibly holy as she spoke, each word distinct and clear, "I'm your boss, and that relationship will always be!"

Jiao Yu had always been hesitant to confront her recent changes in mindset, simply because the experiences with embroidery and Qi Sha were still vivid in her mind.

Qi Sha was once Xiu Hua's subordinate, but...

Wei Xuanfeng fell silent. What did the superior-subordinate relationship mean to modern people?

As long as two people love each other, even if they are teacher and student, or even brothers... (Don't talk nonsense!)

However, in this world, etiquette and reputation are things that everyone values, and I cannot expect Jiao Yu to be as magnanimous as I am.

Wei Xuanfeng was a mature man. Although he was sometimes impulsive, he was never lacking in rationality and quickly understood Jiao Yu's decision.

"Have you figured it out?" Jiao Yu felt a pang of pain in her heart as he saw his expression gradually return to calm, but she still hardened her heart and asked.

"Yeah," Wei Xuanfeng nodded with a wry smile, "To put it bluntly, I'm still too weak. But don't worry, boss, one day I will definitely make sure you marry me rightfully."

"Who wants to marry you!" Jiao Yu spat. "You brat, you need to marry a girl as outstanding as you, understand? Forget it, forget it, why am I saying this? You...you can go back..."

"Boss, it's not dawn yet, how about..." Wei Xuanfeng suddenly looked up and grinned.

Jiao Yu was startled and quickly covered her chest.

"Xuanfeng, please, if you do this, I... sob sob sob..."

Nothing more was said that night, XX.

……

The next day, at the crack of dawn.

Wei Xuanfeng was kicked off the bed by Jiao Yu.

"Go back to your room before they wake up."

Jiao Yu covered her chest with a brocade quilt; at that moment, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

"And what about you, boss?"

Wei Xuanfeng, having eaten and drunk his fill, wore a smug and triumphant expression.

"My back is about to break from all this shaking, so of course I need to catch up on my sleep. Get out, get out, and tell them not to bother me this morning."

After saying that, Jiao Yu lay down with her back to Wei Xuanfeng, leaving him with a graceful curve.

"hey-hey."

Wei Xuanfeng wore a smug look on his face.

This is the greatest affirmation a woman can give a man.

She tiptoed out the door and found no one in the yard.

The morning dew still clung to the tips of the grass blades, and the sun had only just climbed halfway up the courtyard wall.

Instead of going back to catch up on sleep, Wei Xuanfeng began practicing the Taizu Sword Technique.

Now, his physical condition allows him to be as energetic as ever the day after a night of intense fighting.

After practicing for about two hours, Wen Shihan pulled Jiao Xiaoxiao in.

"Good morning, Brother Xuanfeng. Xiaoxiao has brought you breakfast."

As soon as Jiao Xiaoxiao saw Wei Xuanfeng, she skipped and hopped over.

It's hard to believe that Jiao Yu, a martial artist who only knows swords, spears, and staffs, could raise such a well-behaved and sensible daughter.

Because Jiao Yu didn't want Jiao Xiaoxiao to know too much about the Demon Suppression Division, Wei Xuanfeng didn't have much contact with Jiao Xiaoxiao.

We've only met once or twice in the past three months.

But that doesn't stop him from genuinely liking this well-behaved, sensible, lively, and adorable little girl.

"Little Xiaoxiao is such a good girl." He rubbed Jiao Xiaoxiao's head, then lifted her up. "Brother Xuanfeng is going to lift you up high now."

"Yay! Flying... Flying..." Jiao Xiaoxiao also enjoyed playing with him.

While the two children were playing, Wen Shihan quietly went to the well to wash up.

"Shihan, why did you come with Xiaoxiao?"

While playing around, Wei Xuanfeng looked at Wen Shihan.

"Sister Shihan slept with me last night," Jiao Xiaoxiao answered quickly.

"Why do you want Sister Shihan to sleep with you?" Wei Xuanfeng asked with a smile.

"Because Xiaoxiao is afraid to sleep alone."

"What do you do when the eldest brother isn't home?"

Wei Xuanfeng asked, "Like this battle at Chenjia Village, several people haven't returned for ten days."

"I read at night and then sleep during the day..." Jiao Xiaoxiao said, sounding a little aggrieved. But as soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth, looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jiao Yu wasn't there. "Brother Xuanfeng, Sister Shihan, please don't tell my mother. I'm afraid she'll feel uncomfortable if she finds out."

Hearing the little girl's words, Wei Xuanfeng felt a pang of heartache.

"Little one, you're so brave! Stop playing now, go call Sister Murong, let's have breakfast together, okay?"

"good!"

Jiao Xiaoxiao responded in a childish voice and then happily ran into the room.

Wen Shihan looked at her naive expression and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"It's really not easy to see you smile," Wei Xuanfeng said.

"Wei Xuanfeng, cover my shift." Wen Shihan looked at Wei Xuanfeng, her expression already blank.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to go home and see my mother."

"Okay, when are we leaving?"

"Let's do it tomorrow morning. I promised Xiaoxiao to sleep with me one more time tonight."

"Um."

Of the three of them, only Wen Shihan would go home regularly.

Hu Murong, on the other hand, simply lived in the Northern Garrison Command and only returned to Kangcheng occasionally.

They all went and came back on the same day.

The three of them seemed to have fought side by side for a long time, but they never inquired about each other's family affairs.

Wei Xuanfeng didn't know how many people were in Wen Shihan's family, nor did he ask how she managed to cross the river on a reed.

Just like he would never ask Hu Murong why the Gongsun family called her Zhaodi that day...

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