Genius Beast Tamer

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Just as Han Xingyu left, a small bird with blue feathers flew into the courtyard. The bird's eyes were dark and lively, and it seemed to be very intelligent.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly, gently raised his hand, and the little blue bird flapped its wings, finally gently grasping Han Wuxie's fingers and stopping.

Han Wuxie gently stroked the bird's head, and the bird obediently rubbed against Han Wuxie's hand.

"Little one, what's going on outside?" Han Wuxie raised an elegant smile, his voice as melodious as the sound of a zither.

The little bird's eyes glazed over slightly, as if its mind had been bewitched. Then, it spoke in human language, saying, "The Divine Wind King already knows the master's whereabouts and is now heading towards this mountain."

"I already know." Han Wuxie's eyebrows twitched slightly, her hand trembled, and the bird took flight. She said calmly, "Go down the mountain and keep watch. Tell me when he comes."

A flash of blue light appeared on the blue feather, its wings flapped rapidly, and it quickly disappeared from sight.

Han Wuxie's gaze drifted into the distance, the beautiful curve of his lips curving ever wider, carrying a hint of wicked charm.

Is it Hua Qianye or Xuan Minfeng? Did he figure it out?

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn...

Han Wuxie remained seated on the swing in the courtyard, his toes lightly touching the ground as he swung back and forth on the swing.

A blue bird flew and landed on the swing, chirping a few times.

Han Wuxie's eyes flickered slightly. He waved his hand and chuckled, "Go have some fun."

The little bird flapped its wings happily, and soon disappeared again.

Han Wuxie's gaze was fixed on the courtyard gate, a hint of anticipation on his lips, and a cunning glint in his eyes.

A faint fragrance wafted over, familiar and nostalgic. Han Wuxie toyed with a blue spirit flower in his hand, a half-smile playing on his lips.

A figure in dark blue entered through the courtyard gate.

The newcomer was not dressed in Xuan Minfeng's usual attire, but rather in Hua Qianye's slightly bewitching outfit.

She wore a flowing, deep blue robe, the fabric of which was very soft. The sleeves were embroidered with many blue spiritual flower patterns, and the waist was embroidered with many ancient, flowing runes. Her long hair was not tied up, which was Hua Qianye's usual lazy look. Her long hair was loose and smooth against her body, reaching all the way to her waist.

His aura carried a languid quality and a touch of otherworldly charm, unlike Xuan Minfeng's austere and icy demeanor. His face was exquisitely beautiful, unlike Xuan Minfeng's thousand-year-old icy expression. Instead, his eyes shimmered, and the corners of his mouth were always curved in a half-smile, radiating brilliance. Anyone who looked at him couldn't help but think: "A demon! An absolutely stunning demon!"

Han Wuxie seemed not to have seen the newcomer at all, and continued to play with the blue spirit flower.

He approached quietly, his eyes gleaming with barely suppressed excitement.

The swing's wooden planks were quite long, leaving room for one person to sit on it while Han Wuxie sat alone. However, if two people sat on it, it would feel crowded. Yet, he sat down without hesitation, seemingly quite satisfied with this cramped feeling, leaning against her side.

"Wu Xie..." His voice was filled with longing, and one could vaguely hear the trembling of excitement.

Han Wuxie seemed to treat him as if he were invisible, unable to see or hear him, and continued to play with the blue spirit flower.

Seeing that she ignored him, he was neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, he put on a fawning smile, nudged her shoulder with his shoulder, and called out softly, "Wu Xie..."

Han Wuxie remained silent, his gaze sweeping coldly across her shoulder as if issuing a warning.

He became even more audacious, his large hand quietly climbing up her waist, wanting to pull her into his arms. This was the thing he wanted to do most when he was a spirit of the artifact: to hold her tightly and feel her warmth.

Han Wuxie's gaze turned cold. As he placed his hand on his waist, he suddenly kicked him, knocking him off the swing.

He sat on the ground somewhat disheveled, raised his head, his eyes pitifully misty, and said in a soft, aggrieved voice, "Wu Xie, you don't want me anymore? I'm Hua Qianye..."

"Heh." She sneered, turned around, and casually swung on the swing on the other side.

He got up from the ground, wanting to sit down next to her again, but found that she was lying on her side, leaving no space at all.

"Wu Xie..." he called her weakly, his voice tinged with grievance, "It was Xuan Minfeng who offended you, not me..."

"Aren't you also Xuan Minfeng?" Han Wuxie sneered, closed his eyes, and gently swung on the swing, casually plucking the petals of the blue spirit flower.

"I..." He stammered, his face turning somewhat embarrassed. He was Hua Qianye, but he was also Xuan Minfeng.

Memories of Xuan Minfeng flooded his mind. She had clearly come looking for him, but he didn't recognize her. She told the person he was waiting for that she was waiting for someone else and didn't want her.

He was both amused and exasperated, and said with a bitter expression, "Wu Xie, why didn't you tell Xuan Minfeng that you are the one he's been waiting for? Why didn't you take out the ring? As long as you take out the ring, regardless of whether I remember Hua Qianye's memories or not, I will still love you and will never let you leave!"

"Xuan Minfeng loves the person who accompanies him on the lonely island, not me, Han Wuxie." Her voice was calm and devoid of emotion; her eyes remained closed, and her face was serene.

Hua Qianye frowned slightly, as if he had finally figured out what the little girl was struggling with.

She's so adorable. Isn't she just making things difficult for herself? In this life and the next, aren't we all just this one wisp of soul?

Hua Qianye bent down and gently brushed away the strands of hair that had fallen on her cheek, stroking her little nose. A warm feeling rose in his heart. In the past, he could only use the wind to transform into a large hand to stroke her nose. How he longed to touch her face with his own hands, how he longed to hold her in his arms. Finally, he had a body, and finally, he could have no regrets.

Han Wuxie's brows twitched slightly, and the tip of his nose felt itchy. It was completely different from the feeling of his hand, which he used to use to stroke his nose. The wind was itchy and cool, but when his hand brushed his nose, it was itchy and warm!

"Wu Xie, if you don't love Xuan Minfeng, then I will only be your Hua Qianye. I can seal away his memories, leaving only Hua Qianye's memories." His voice was soft and gentle, filled with deep affection as he said, "I, Hua Qianye, only love Han Wu Xie, only my Wu Xie. I will never love you because of someone else's shadow!"

Han Wuxie finally opened his eyes and looked at him. His gaze was somewhat complicated, filled with longing. Although he didn't want to let him off easily, he couldn't hide his longing for Hua Qianye.

This glance filled Hua Qianye with joy. As long as she didn't ignore him, that was the best thing. He thought she had agreed. As long as he sealed Xuan Minfeng's memories, she would be his Wuxie, the bold one who confessed his love and was so adorable that people wanted to hug her tightly!

"Wu Xie, whoever offends you must disappear! No matter who it is, even if it's Xuan Minfeng, I will not let him off easily! Now make him disappear! From now on, there will be no more Xuan Minfeng in this world! Only Hua Qianye, who loves you dearly!" He raised an excited smile and hurriedly reached out to cast a spell on himself.

Han Wuxie's heart tightened. He had thought of countless ways to punish him, but he never imagined that he would not even spare himself, wanting to seal Xuan Minfeng's memories and make Xuan Minfeng disappear? He... was too crazy! How could he bear to hurt someone like this? If Xuan Minfeng's memories were not preserved, Xuan Minfeng's cultivation would also be sealed, and wouldn't he become a mortal?

Fool, he's such a big fool! This is clearly self-torture!

Han Wuxie anxiously grabbed his hand, shook his head vigorously, and said in a low voice, "Xuan Minfeng doesn't need to disappear. I can be more than just Han Wuxie! As long as I have the memories of my past life, I won't mind!"

His hand trembled slightly, his brows furrowed tightly, and he said seriously, "I'd rather Xuan Minfeng disappear than have you recall your past life!"

"Why?" Han Wuxie frowned, becoming curious about her past life.

"I won't let you get hurt!" He suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. The embrace was warm; her body was so soft. As a spirit, he had wanted to truly embrace her countless times.

"You know how to make me remember my past life, right?" Han Wuxie continued to press.

Hua Qianye simply held him quietly, inhaling his faint fragrance, seemingly lost in it, unable to extricate himself.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly. This was Hua Qianye's embrace. In the past, she had longed to truly snuggle into his arms, but she could only hold a wisp of his soul, maintaining an ethereal posture. She had always longed for this kind of embrace. She wanted to enjoy this warmth, but she could not be greedy for the happiness she had now.

She was a relentless person; she wouldn't let anyone who wronged her off easily, and she was just as harsh on herself. It wouldn't be fair to Hua Qianye if she hadn't remembered the past; she had to remember, she had to know the past. Only by knowing the past could she reciprocate his love, because he wasn't just Hua Qianye! Because it was Xuan Minfeng who ultimately sent Hua Qianye to her side to become a spirit; without Xuan Minfeng, where would Hua Qianye be?

"Tell me... um..." She wanted to ask more, but he sealed her lips with his.

She blinked, her heart racing involuntarily. In the past, when he was a spirit, he had done this many times. Although she was kissing the void, she could see his face, as if she had acted out the scene many times, and thought that he had returned to her body and was really kissing her. She would be mentally prepared and used to it, just like when he was a spirit, he would often kiss her.

But I never expected... when our lips actually touched, that tenderness... instantly made my body numb and tremble!

The soft touch was like a bewitching poison, once you were hooked, you couldn't let go.

He held her tightly in his arms, gently stroking her hair. Her soft hair carried the delicate fragrance of gardenias. Her supple body was completely unlike her stiff and stubborn appearance, making her all the more endearing.

He gently and tenderly kissed her lips, so soft, so maddening. He longed to lose control and ravage her lips, yet his heart was unwilling to hurt her in the slightest, fearing that their first kiss would frighten her and prevent him from ever getting close to her beauty again.

She was too shy to respond, her body stiffened, and she looked at the handsome face magnified in front of her with a slightly frightened expression. He gently kissed her lips, and a warm, itchy feeling spread from her lips to her whole body, like a gentle yet irresistible electric current, numbing her entire body.

Hua Qianye narrowed his phoenix eyes, his deep blue pupils filled with doting affection and tenderness. He was reluctant to let go, reluctant to leave her delicate and soft lips. It was clear that she looked silly and cute. He knew that this kiss had frightened this naive young girl quite a bit.

He finally let go, and reluctantly kissed her lips lightly before leaving them.

His eyes held a seductive and slightly intoxicated light as he gazed intently at her. A bewitching smile gradually spread across his face as he said with a wicked and seductive tone, "I've finally kissed you! This kiss is quite different from the kisses I gave you as a spirit in the past, isn't it?"

Han Wuxie's gaze lingered for a moment before regaining its clarity. Her eyes shimmered with tears, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the scene just now. She looked up at his smiling, alluring eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. She awkwardly avoided his gaze, subconsciously biting her lower lip. Only then did she realize that this action was incredibly seductive, drawing his burning gaze.

"Hmm? Not feeling good?" He smiled wickedly, with a hint of seductive charm in his eyes.

Han Wuxie glanced at him sideways, and seeing his flamboyant manner, snorted coldly: "Demon!"

"A prodigy?" Hua Qianye leaned close to his ear, her voice languid yet magnetic, "Wu Xie, are you praising me?"

"That's an insult!" She glared at him irritably, then distanced herself from him. His faint breath still lingered in her ear, causing her heart to flutter and a blush to rise on her cheeks.

"Hehe..." He chuckled to himself, and in Han Wuxie's eyes, his laughter looked incredibly irritating.

"Don't laugh!" Han Wuxie frowned and glared at him angrily, but little did she know that her current appearance was both coquettish and reproachful, making her extremely cute.

Hua Qianye's eyes glazed over slightly, as if she had lost her soul. Coming back to her senses, she chuckled softly, her gaze gentle and tender, her voice filled with doting affection as she said, "Wuxie, I am not Xuan Minfeng, you are just Han Wuxie, and I am just Hua Qianye. That way, we can be carefree and stay together for a lifetime. Now, you no longer need to constantly grow stronger and prove yourself like you did in the past. We can find a stable, free life and simply be together."

Han Wuxie gazed at his affectionate expression, feeling an urge to nod, yet something seemed amiss. Had she not pressed him on how he had regained his past life memories, would he have said such a thing? Was he deliberately changing the subject by saying this now?

"Why won't you let me remember my past life? Will those memories change me, or burden me and prevent me from living a peaceful life?"

Han Wuxie raised his eyes, staring intently into his own, not giving him any chance to look away.

Hua Qianye's gaze instantly turned cold, her voice filled with unprecedented anger as she said in a low voice, "All you know how to do is ask me why I don't let you remember your past life memories. Then I'd like to ask you, why do you insist on remembering those memories? Why pursue past life memories? Isn't the present important? The current Hua Qianye loves Han Wuxie, and Han Wuxie loves Hua Qianye. Isn't that enough? Why do you care about other things? Is it because you don't love me at all?"

Han Wuxie froze. He wanted to recall his past life's memories because he wanted to give him a complete version of himself. Whether he was Xuan Minfeng or Hua Qianye, he was his only one. If he didn't have his past life's memories, he felt that he had given him one less lifetime of love, which was extremely unfair to him! It was because he loved him that he cared about so much, but why did it turn into not loving him?

Hua Qianye took a step back, and her aura seemed to instantly turn cold and sharp. The half-smile on her lips disappeared, as did the glint in her eyes. Her face hardened, and she was no longer Hua Qianye. She reverted to the cold and aloof Xuan Minfeng.

"You..." Han Wuxie frowned as he looked at him, his eyes filled with sadness. Was he angry? Was he angry, so he hid Hua Qianye?

His cold voice echoed softly: "If you won't let me seal Xuan Minfeng's memories, then I will seal Hua Qianye's memories. If you truly don't love me, what's the point of me remembering those memories?"

Han Wuxie's gaze became somewhat vacant as he slowly raised his head to look at his cold expression.

"You think I mind so much because I don't love you?" Han Wuxie's voice was slightly hoarse. Hua Qianye, you've clearly regained your memories, why would you say such a thing! You clearly know what my feelings for you are, why do you question it? If Xuan Minfeng questioned it like this, perhaps I wouldn't care at all, but it's you who actually said you don't love me, that's why you mind!

"Yes," Xuan Minfeng said in a low voice.

"I don't need your answer, I'm asking Hua Qianye!" Han Wuxie's voice suddenly became sharp, filled with explosive anger.

Hyun Min-pung's gaze darkened slightly, and he remained silent for a long time.

"What? Afraid he'll come out?" Han Wuxie frowned as he looked at him.

Are you afraid he'll come out? Xuan Minfeng smiled bitterly. He didn't dare face her as Hua Qianye because he knew she wasn't bothered by him because she didn't love him. On the contrary, it was because she loved him deeply that she wanted to give him love for two lifetimes, and that's why she wanted to remember her past life and be bothered. He understood all of this in his heart, but he couldn't bear to let her remember so quickly, which was why he provoked her like this. But he didn't expect her to get angry.

"Let Hua Qianye answer me, look me in the eye and answer me!" Han Wuxie stepped forward, approaching him, and said in a serious and earnest voice, "If Hua Qianye answers yes, I have nothing to say."

Xuan Minfeng's eyes flickered, then softened, his face remaining languid, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"You really think that I don't love you, which is why you mind not having memories of your past life?" Han Wuxie stared intently at him, her voice trembling slightly. She was so afraid, afraid he would nod and say yes. What should she do then? She thought he understood her, but he didn't. What should she do? She would get hurt, she would feel pain. A faint ache already lingered in her heart.

Looking into her wounded eyes, Hua Qianye's heart tightened. He suddenly hugged her tightly, burying her head in his chest, gently stroking her hair. His voice was filled with endless self-reproach as he said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I know you care because you love me, that's why you want to regain your memories of our past life, that you want to give me two lifetimes of love. But... I didn't want you to remember, because it's painful. So I wanted to provoke you, but I didn't expect you to get angry, to get hurt. I really didn't want you to get hurt..."

Han Wuxie lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes dark and bright. Looking at his tense, self-reproachful, and frightened face, she breathed a slight sigh of relief. She was so afraid that he didn't understand her. It turned out that he did understand her. He knew that she wanted to give him love for two lifetimes.

"Are those memories really that bad?" Han Wuxie asked in a low voice.

Hua Qianye lowered her gaze to look into her clear eyes. In the Immortal Realm, she was called a good-for-nothing and subjected to scorn. From then on, her gaze was no longer that of a child, but rather mature and reserved. That look in her eyes pained Hua Qianye. Later, after descending to the mortal realm, she gradually became more cheerful. As her cultivation improved, her gaze also became proud and confident. Yet, she couldn't erase the trace of melancholy in her eyes—because she hadn't returned to the Immortal Realm yet, and she wanted to return to prove herself. Finally, she returned to the Immortal Realm and proved herself. That melancholy gradually disappeared, but because she needed to find a body for herself and strive to become a god, she had been working tirelessly towards one goal after another, never having a proper rest. She was terrified of reminding him of his memories and bearing the mission of revenge against the Beast Taming God Clan.

"Wu Xie, I want you to be carefree, I want you to be free, but... if I don't tell you how to remember your past life, I know you will never be truly free." Because she felt sorry for her, Hua Qianye's voice was choked with sobs. She reached out and affectionately pinched her cheek, and said hoarsely, "I really want to hold you like this forever, until the end of time."

Han Wuxie trembled slightly, a mist seemingly welling up in his eyes, blurring his handsome face. Forever and ever? Holding him, until the end of time… How wonderful… Could he never tire of him, even until the end of time?

"Eternity is a very long time! After a long time, won't you get tired of facing the same person all the time?" she blurted out involuntarily. After saying it, she lowered her head shyly. This wasn't a question someone like her would normally ask. She felt silly, like an immature fool. But she longed to hear his answer, even if it was in the distant future, and the answer he gave now might not be correct. Even if she lied to herself, saying he wouldn't get tired of her, it would still move her.

Hua Qianye gazed at her tenderly, as if he wanted to see right through her face.

Han Wuxie said somewhat awkwardly, "Why are you staring at me like that? Why do you look at me like you want to eat me alive!"

Hua Qianye smiled wickedly, saying with a playful tone, "I could never get enough of looking at you in my entire life. I'm afraid even until the end of time, I still wouldn't be able to get enough!"

Han Wuxie blushed, somewhat embarrassed. She abruptly lowered her head, burying it in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "You're just good at saying nice things! Sweet talk, only a fool would believe that!"

"Aren't you just a little fool?" Hua Qianye couldn't help but laugh, but in return, a small hand pinched his chest hard.

"Hiss!" He gasped, looking pitifully down at her fierce, baring face, and said in a wronged tone, "That little wildcat is so scary! I'm so scared!"

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, revealing a set of white teeth, and deliberately ground them fiercely.

Hua Qianye feigned fear in her eyes and said in a trembling voice, "This little wildcat looks fierce, is it going to bite someone?"

His collar was open, revealing his well-defined pectoral muscles. Han Wuxie's head was positioned directly above his open chest. She raised an eyebrow and gave him a sly smile, then suddenly opened her mouth and took a bite!

"Ah! You little wildcat, you actually bit me!" He winced slightly in pain, but his eyes were full of laughter. Although there was a slight pain, he felt more of the soft touch of her lips against his chest, like a warm current that ignited ripples throughout his body.

Han Wuxie bit him and wouldn't let go, and he held her tightly. Han Wuxie looked up at him, hoping to see a pleading look on his face, but instead saw a happy smile. Frustrated, she lowered her eyes. Actually, she hadn't bitten him with all her might; in truth, she was a little reluctant. But seeing his grinning face, she increased the force of her bite.

She looked up, wanting to see if he was in pain this time and wanted to beg for mercy.

But to his surprise, just as he looked up, something hard pressed against him, and his gaze met his burning eyes. Han Wuxie was puzzled. What was that?

She reached out to touch what was suddenly pressing against her, but before she could, Hua Qianye, as if startled, quickly pushed her away, looking at her with the eyes of someone staring at a monster, her voice trembling as she said, "Wu Xie, are you playing with fire?"

He hadn't let go of her clenched teeth when she was forcefully pushed away. Han Wuxie felt like her teeth were about to come loose. Rubbing her mouth, she glared at him angrily and said, "Why did you push me away! What do you mean by playing with fire? I didn't use my magic to conjure fire!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Qianye's lips twitched slightly.

Suddenly, I remembered that when this little girl was five years old, I was by her side, watching over her every day. Apart from reading a book that Zhu Fengmo gave her once, she didn't seem to have come into contact with any other books about relationships between men and women. I later confiscated that book and read it myself. It was about a love story between a man and a woman, and apart from hugging and kissing, there was nothing else excessive.

She... clearly didn't know what had just happened, which is why she reached out to investigate...

Thinking of this, Hua Qianye could no longer suppress her laughter. She reached out and pinched Han Wuxie's annoyed little face, and said with a wicked smile, "My Wuxie, you really are innocent!"

Han Wuxie looked at him suspiciously, feeling as if he was laughing at her, but what was he laughing at her for?

Han Wuxie suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his ear, and said angrily, "Hua Qianye, now that you have a body, you're much easier to deal with! Tell me, what are you laughing at!"

Hua Qianye let out a wail, but it was mostly an act. Who would believe that a god-king would scream like a pig being slaughtered when his ear was being pulled?

"Stop pretending!" Han Wuxie shouted sharply to stop him.

"You innocent brat, let go, let go! It hurts, and..." He glanced behind the bluestone and said bitterly, "The little girl and those two brats are watching the show, how embarrassing!"

Han Wuxie looked in the direction he indicated and saw three little children, Han Yuyuan, Han Yuyan, and Han Zhufeng, peeking at them furtively.

Han Xie immediately withdrew her hand, her face flushed. She wondered when the three children had arrived. Had they come while she was kissing him? Thinking of this, her face turned even redder. She quickly grabbed Hua Qianye's hand and led her towards her room, glaring at the three children and angrily saying, "Why aren't you sleeping so late? Go back to sleep! Otherwise, I'll have Han Xingyu spank you!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Han Wuxie dragged Hua Qianye into the room and slammed the door shut.

The three people hiding behind the blue stone had different expressions.

Han Yuyan, dressed in white, twitched her lips slightly and gave her younger sister a resentful look. This little girl said that she came to see what was going on after seeing her father make a fool of himself today, but who knew that she would see this scene? She was truly helpless!

Han Zhufeng, dressed in red, frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on Han Yuyuan's rosy cheeks, as if he hadn't watched the show between Han Wuxie and Hua Qianye at all.

Han Yuyuan, dressed in red, blushed. She had come to see her father make a fool of himself, but her father was no longer there. Instead, a very handsome man appeared and was even kissing her aunt!

Han Yuyuan turned to look at Han Zhufeng, who was staring at her, blinked her big eyes, and said something surprising: "Han Zhufeng, give me a kiss! I want the same kind of kiss as Auntie! It should be so much fun! Auntie looked so engrossed just now! I want to do it too!"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhufeng seemed startled and remained in shock for a long time.

Han Yuyan felt a pang of frustration, looking at her younger sister with a wry smile. Fearing her sister's curious nature might lead to trouble, she deliberately coaxed, "Sister, this isn't something a little girl like you should be saying! You can't just play around like this. If you do, you'll have to marry the person you love! And stay with them for life! Don't you hate Han Zhufeng? Do you want to spend your whole life with that annoying guy?"

Han Yuyuan wrinkled her cute little nose, pouted at Han Zhufeng, and shook her head, clearly rejecting the idea of ​​spending her life with this guy. She then turned to Han Yuyan, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, and nodded. Then, with a startling statement, she said, "Then I want to kiss my brother, and then I can be with him forever!"

"What!" Han Yuyan was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat. "You and I both have Father's blood. We are siblings. We can't kiss. This...this is incest! It will be condemned by the world!"

Han Yuyuan tilted her head, a look of helplessness in her eyes, and sighed, "If I can't play with my brother, and I can't play with Han Zhufeng, then who can I play with? Auntie looks like she's having a lot of fun, I want to play too!"

Han Yuyan was speechless, no longer knowing what to say.

Suddenly, Han Zhufeng reached out and grabbed Han Yuyuan's small hand, mimicking Hua Qianye's action of pulling Han Wuxie into his arms. He also pulled Han Yuyuan into his embrace, deliberately imitating Hua Qianye's voice, which was both charming and slightly intoxicated, yet still retained a trace of childishness and naivety as he said, "You can play with me. I will follow you for the rest of my life and be with you forever!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head to kiss Han Yuyuan. Han Yuyuan blinked her big eyes, her heart inexplicably racing. She didn't know what to do for a moment, and just stared blankly at Han Zhufeng's face as it drew closer.

Han Yuyan rushed forward and forcefully rescued her younger sister from Han Zhufeng's clutches. Like a mother hen protecting her chicks, she hid Han Yuyuan behind her back, glaring at Han Zhufeng and scolding, "Stay away from my sister! You think you can steal her first kiss when she doesn't even know anything? You're dreaming! If I tell Father, he'll beat your mouth to a pulp!"

Han Zhufeng met Han Yuyan's fierce gaze without fear, and said earnestly, "I will take good care of Yu Yuan for the rest of my life! When I grow up, I will marry her!"

Han Yuyan was taken aback for a moment, then her anger intensified. She said angrily, "How old are you? How old is my sister? You're too young to make any promises! Who would believe what you say! When you grow up, and you see a beautiful woman, you'll be completely captivated. Wouldn't my sister be so pitiful then!"

"I swear!" Han Zhufeng stretched out his hand to the heavens and declared, "I, Han Zhufeng, will only ever love Han Yuyuan in this life. If I break this vow, may I be struck down by the heavenly tribulation and my soul be scattered!"

Han Yuyan was surprised that he would make such a vicious oath. She frowned slightly and looked him over. Seeing that he did not seem to be lying, she thought about it carefully. Ordinary people were not good enough for her sister. Han Zhufeng was also a being from the Root of Gods and would become the leader of the gods in the future. He was qualified to be good enough for her sister. If he was truly good to her sister, he was a good candidate.

Han Yuyan glanced at Han Yuyuan, who was still lost in thought and hadn't come to her senses. She sighed softly, coughed, and reminded her, "Sister, this boy said he wants to marry you in the future. What do you think?"

Han Yuyuan snapped out of her daze, blinked her confused eyes, looked at Han Zhufeng for a long time, and shook her head, saying, "He's silly, I don't like him!"

"Did you hear that! My sister doesn't like you, so don't be so wishful!" Han Yuyan glanced at Han Zhufeng sideways.

Han Zhufeng's expression darkened slightly. He lowered his head, seemingly trying to calm himself. He looked up again, his gaze fixed on Han Yuyuan, and asked earnestly, "What kind of person do you like? What kind of person do you want to marry in the future? I can change, I can become the person you like!"

Han Yuyuan's dark eyes darted around, and she deliberately teased, "Like that person who kisses Auntie, can you do it?"

"That person?" Han Zhufeng's mind flashed with Hua Qianye's languid and charming image. He felt a little uncomfortable with that look, but still nodded earnestly and said, "I can do it!"

Han Yuyuan's eyes flickered slightly. She hadn't expected him to agree so readily. She turned and left, her voice laced with a cold snort: "Then we'll see!"

Seeing her sister turn and leave, Han Yuyan frowned and glanced at Han Zhufeng again before turning to catch up with her sister. She sighed inwardly, "This kid, is he out of his mind? Changing himself for someone else, how foolish!"

Han Wuxie and Hua Qianye sat quietly in the room until the three children outside left, then they exchanged a glance.

Hua Qianye said with a playful smile, "Those three are quite interesting."

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, Xuan Zimo's adorable little face flashing through his mind. He lowered his head and asked softly, "Mo'er, are you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Qianye's face turned somewhat embarrassed, and she asked with a wry expression, "Wuxie, if you hadn't brought this up, I would have forgotten. What exactly is going on with Mo'er? Her bloodline is indeed the same as mine."

Han Wuxie pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes, saying, "He is indeed our son."

"I clearly didn't have sex with you..." Hua Qianye was puzzled. According to Xuan Minfeng's memory, Han Wuxie said that when Xuan Minfeng was in a coma six years ago, she forced herself on him and caused him to have a child. But six years ago, Han Wuxie was not in the God Realm at all!

"Can bloodline fluctuations be faked?" Han Wuxie asked, raising an eyebrow.

Hua Qianye looked at Han Wuxie with suspicion. Bloodline fluctuations are clearly unchangeable, but there are too many miracles in Han Wuxie. If there is a possibility that bloodline fluctuations can be changed, it is not an absolute possibility.

But Mo'er, that child, looks extremely like me and Wuxie.

"What exactly happened?" Hua Qianye's face fell as she looked at Han Wuxie with a puzzled expression. Clearly, this little girl was unwilling to tell her.

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow and said with a wicked smile, "Tell me why you were laughing just now, and I'll tell you what's going on with Mo'er."

"I just..." Hua Qianye looked at Han Wuxie with a wry smile. Was she supposed to tell him herself, laughing at his adorable act of not knowing what it was and still reaching out to touch it randomly?

Han Wuxie frowned when she saw the same smile flash across his eyes again, and asked, "What are you laughing at?!"

Hua Qianye seemed to have encountered an extremely difficult problem. He rubbed his temples and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed and said, "Since you won't tell me what happened to Mo'er, then I won't ask anymore."

Han Wuxie was taken aback, not expecting him to say that. Could it be that his laughter just now was truly mocking him? But what was it about him that made him laugh, and that made him afraid to say it aloud?

Han Wuxie frowned slightly, recalling what had been pressing against him earlier, and said in a low voice, "It's fine if you don't tell me why you're laughing, but answer me, what was that pressing against me just now?"

Hua Qianye's face became even more embarrassed, and she actually turned around, wanting to leave.

Han Wuxie stopped him, shouting sternly, "What are you doing! What can't you tell me!"

Seeing that she was really angry, Hua Qianye said somewhat dejectedly, "Wu Xie, your innocent and adorable nature can sometimes be quite a headache!"

Han Wuxie stared at him coldly, his eyes seeming to carry a warning. If he didn't make things clear, this matter would never be over, and he would never have a good life in the future!

Hua Qianye gave a wry smile, leaned close to Han Wuxie's ear, and chuckled softly as she answered her question. Upon hearing this, Han Wuxie's face instantly turned crimson. She abruptly pushed away Hua Qianye, who was chuckling in her ear, glared at him angrily, and cursed, "Shameless, lewd, and shameless!"

Hua Qianye remained unperturbed, his smile growing wider until he finally burst into laughter, nodding and exclaiming, "Reaching out to touch it is indeed shameless, vulgar, and utterly shameless!"

"What did you say!" Recalling the embarrassing incident of reaching out to touch that thing before, Han Wuxie became furious and grabbed the teapot, smashing it hard. Soon, the room was a mess, with broken ceramic pieces scattered all over the floor.

Hua Qianye rubbed her temples, where there were bruises and swelling. If she hadn't just made a feint, she wouldn't have been hit.

Hua Qianye pleaded pitifully, "Wu Xie, don't be angry. I was just teasing you. I'm shameless, I'm lewd, I'm shameless, okay? Don't be angry anymore! If you keep hitting me, you won't have anywhere to sleep tonight!"

Han Wuxie snorted coldly, seemingly a little tired, but when she looked around, she saw that even the chair had been smashed into a pile of broken wooden strips in her rage. She frowned, turned around and walked outside.

Hua Qianye, unafraid of death, quickly followed, but after only a few steps, a hairpin flew towards her. Han Wuxie coldly said, "Don't follow!"

---Aside---

This one's a little awkward~ It's rare to see someone awkward~ A little laugh makes me happier! o(n_n)o