He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 181 Be honest

"Have you finished this tower?" When they returned to Mingxiu Peak from Sword Cliff, Yun Du was already asleep. After Fu Xun put the child down and came back, Leng Huan couldn't help but ask.

Fu Xun nodded: "It's a success."

Leng Huan's eyes lit up. He first poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it in front of him, then fawned over him, massaging his shoulders and asking, "This tower is truly a treasure. I was regretting before that I couldn't empty the Enlightenment Pavilion of all the books, but now..."

Fu Xun was flattered and his heart stirred. He pulled her into his arms, made her sit on his lap, and asked with great interest, "What books does my wife want?"

With a silent "uh-huh" in his mind, Leng Huan remained stiff and dared not sit up properly, obediently nodding: "This tower has restrictions, can we take out those treasures?"

"This tower is worth far more than just the Enlightenment Pavilion," Fu Xun teased her. "It's possible now. But there's something even more powerful on the ninth floor..."

He was only halfway through speaking when, judging from her expression, Leng Huan was indeed captivated. Was there something even more powerful than the Enlightenment Pavilion?

Her eyes widened: "Could it be a peerless elixir? A magic weapon? A divine artifact?" No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't guess what was on the ninth floor.

Fu Xun seized the opportunity to kiss her, and before she could react, he mischievously asked, "Wife, do you want to know?"

Leng Huan was very curious. Fu Xun had previously given her the Ten Thousand Year Clear Dew, a rare and precious spiritual medicine that was practically extinct. Just smelling it made her feel her cultivation level rise and her mind become clear. Leng Huan used a drop with great care, and now she had broken through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Without questioning, she nodded instinctively: "What is that?"

Fu Xun smiled innocently: "Wife, call me husband and I'll tell you."

"You're trying to fool me!" Leng Huan finally realized what was happening, twisted her waist, and grabbed his collar. "You!"

Fu Xun looked at her calmly.

The atmosphere grew strange. Leng Huan stared at him for a while, thinking, "What a great way to sit on someone's lap..." Feeling that her position was not good, Leng Huan blushed, let go of him, and immediately stood up on tiptoe.

"My wife... don't move!"

The arm around his waist suddenly tightened, pressing the two together, and Leng Huan froze.

"You, calm down." After a moment of silence, Leng Huan spoke softly.

Fu Xun: "...I can't calm down."

Looking at the sky, it was bright and clear. Although he had been in seclusion for several days, she could understand the situation... but this wasn't about talking about a baby!

Leng Huan pushed him away: "Feelings should be expressed, but restrained by propriety." He couldn't be pushed away.

Fu Xun nodded: "That makes sense." His hand remained motionless.

Leng Huan: ?

The next second, they appeared on the bed behind the screen.

Fu Xun steadied himself, looked down into her eyes, and spoke in a seductive voice: "Call me husband, and I'll tell you a secret."

Leng Huan stared at the other person's magnified handsome face, his breath hitched, and he silently thought: Shut up, hurry up and shout.

My mind was racing, but I was quickly pulled back by a sliver of curiosity and reason. "Tell me the secret first."

Fu Xun knew she would renege on her promise, so he reached for her belt and said, "I'll take you into the tower later."

Leng Huan was momentarily at a loss, unsure whether to push him away or hug him, whether to fawn over him or remain unmoved by his good looks.

While hesitating, his clothes vanished, and when he looked again, the bed curtains were scattered, and he was isolated from the outside world.

"...Um, I haven't decided yet."

Fu Xun removed her hairpin, her hair scattering across the pillow. His last words, spoken as he silenced her, were: "You can think about it as you do it."

**

Actually, Leng Huan's face isn't as thick as you might imagine. For example, when it comes to technical skills, she can never beat others. They are thick-skinned, strong, and highly skilled.

Leng Huan was a little off guard; he was just too good at it.

but……

Just as the battle was at its most intense, Leng Huan put her soft arm around the man's neck, raised her neck like a swan singing, and breathed into his ear, calling him in a low, slightly hoarse voice: "Husband~" The last syllable lingered.

Fu Xun... when it was his turn to abandon his city and his armor, he couldn't help but lower his head and bite her. Leng Huan let out a soft "ow".

"Wife, say it again."

Leng Huan shut up, refusing to utter a sound even if it meant death.

Fu Xun laughed in exasperation.

After a stick of incense.

"Husband... I, I dare not... anymore... Aww..."

"Don't... say anything... Wife, if you call me that on purpose, it's easy for people to misunderstand."

"Who says... I can't... I can't whine and whimper?" Leng Huan was so angry that he finally managed to say this complete sentence.

Fu Xun decided to ignore her and focus on his own thing.

Leng Huan... became obedient.

**

Clouds cast shadows slanting westward across the sky, while wisps of incense smoke curl from the corner of a building.

"Has Yun Du been sleeping longer than usual? Why isn't he awake yet?"

Leng Huan wrapped himself tightly in a thin shirt, sat down on the side, a little further away from Fu Xun, and kicked away anyone who tried to get close to him while asking questions.

Fu Xun was wearing pants, with only a black nightgown draped over his body. His tanned chest was exposed, inevitably bearing several scratch marks. He grabbed her foot, which was kicking towards his chest, and without further ado, started tickling the soles of her feet.

"No, no, no... Brother, I was wrong!" Leng Huan had no choice but to beg for mercy repeatedly, his face flushed, and he wrapped himself in a blanket and hid at the foot of the bed.

Fu Xun let her go: "...Wife, you really are..." Both incompetent and flirtatious.

"Yun Du should be waking up soon. Just in case, I put a low-level sleeping talisman on him. He should be awake by now."

Leng Huan was speechless: "You, for something like this, you've put the child... He slept for more than two hours, what about tonight?"

Fu Xun got out of bed and straightened his clothes: "It's nothing. If he can't sleep tonight, just put on a sleeping talisman again. We'll adjust his sleep during the day tomorrow. I'll go check on him. If you're sleepy, take a nap."

Leng Huan: "...Okay."

But she didn't manage to sleep.

Because soon after, a disciple announced that someone from the Leng family had arrived at the mountain gate.

Startled, Leng Huan jumped up, quickly composed himself, and hurriedly led Yun Du to the main peak to meet the people, accompanied by Fu Xun.

"Young Miss!" It was Dongyue Qiuxue. I didn't expect them to come too. Leng Huan nodded to them and stepped into the main hall. The maids and servants were waiting outside the hall.

"Grandpa, Sixth Uncle, Eldest Brother, Fifth Brother." The Leng family members were discussing matters with the sect leader and others in the main hall. As soon as Leng Huan entered, he saw them, walked quickly closer, and greeted them one by one, "You must be tired from your journey."

Everyone turned to look at Leng Huan... followed by Fu Xun and Yun Du.

Leng Huan: "..."

The four faces were filled with excitement. The eldest elder, being of higher seniority, spoke first: "Huanxue, it's been a long time since I've seen you, my little girl. This must be your Daoist partner. Very good, very good, indeed a handsome young man! Oh... this is your child. Child, I am your great-grandfather. What's your name?"

Unable to resist, the elder walked up to the child and looked at Yun Du with excitement. He could tell at a glance that the child was of the Leng family bloodline. He looked like a fairy child, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The elder was extremely excited when he thought that this was a Nascent Soul cultivator and a member of the Snow Clan. Leng Huan did not tell anyone in the Leng family that Fu Xun was a member of the Cloud Clan.

They would be even more excited if they knew.

Yun Du is no longer shy. He wanders around the various peaks every day and has received several storage bags of gifts. He is very skilled at this process of meeting elders.

“Great-grandfather! My name is Yun Du. Are you from Beijun? Is it far?” Yun Du had a good memory; he remembered most of what Leng Huan had said clearly. He knew his mother was from Beijun, and these were his clansmen.

"Hahaha." The elder was slightly surprised, his old face beaming with joy. He picked up Yun Du and slowly walked back to his seat. "Yun Du, Yun Du, what a nice name! Good, good, good. We come from Beijun, which is very far from here."

Yun Du nodded his little head, "Then we need a flying boat, that's so far!"

Everyone was amused.

Since it was getting late, after a brief discussion, everyone agreed to continue the conversation the next day.

This is a big deal, and the sect leader specifically instructed the steward to arrange for the guests to stay at the Sunset Pavilion in the main peak guest courtyard.

Leng Huan had some matters to discuss with the Grand Elder and Leng Feng privately.

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