Chapter 35: 34. Daily Life

34. Daily Life

"Alright, alright, everyone get out!"

"Ying needs to lie down and rest for a while after just giving birth, stop crowding in here!"

Seeing that the time was about right, Wen Zhiyun began to shoo people away.

She looked just like Song Huaying's own mother, showing great concern for Song Huaying.

In the end, Chen An and Gu Xinyue were both chased out of the room by Wen Zhiyun, leaving only her inside to look after Song Huaying and her daughter.

After finishing some nursing tasks.

Not long after.

Wen Zhiyun also walked out of the room.

She pulled Gu Xinyue aside to teach her some basic nursing techniques, so that Gu Xinyue could help look after Song Huaying and her daughter while she was cultivating.

Seeing this, Chen An went up and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, teach me too."

"Heh!"

Wen Zhiyun sneered twice, rolled her eyes at him, and turned to go back into her own room to cultivate.

This menopausal beauty was too arrogant.

Chen An decided to teach her a lesson.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Fellow Daoist Wen, open the door, I have something to tell you."

"Creak—"

Wen Zhiyun opened the door and furrowed her willow brows, saying:

"What is it?"

"Nothing much, just suddenly felt like coming over to knock on your door."

As Chen An spoke, he moved his thoughts and silently cast a Sleep Aid Technique on the Wen Zhiyun before him.

He wanted to test whether this Dharma Spell could work on a cultivator at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer.

Wen Zhiyun did not notice at all that Chen An had cast the Sleep Aid Technique on her; hearing Chen An say he just wanted to knock on her door, she immediately rolled her eyes and said:

"You're sick!"

After saying this, she was about to close the door to cultivate.

But just as she placed her hand on the door, a sudden wave of sleepiness swept over her entire body, making her yawn repeatedly and feel uncontrollably drowsy.

She was so sleepy she didn't even care about closing the door; she stumbled all the way to the bed, lay down, closed her eyes, and fell straight asleep.

"She fell asleep just like that?"

Seeing Wen Zhiyun fall asleep in seconds, Chen An was completely stunned.

He never imagined that the effect of his Sleep Aid Technique would be so powerful, easily knocking out a cultivator at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer.

The power of this Sleep Aid Technique far exceeded his Golden Finger.

It was so powerful that even if he encountered a cultivator at the Qi Refining Late Stage one day, he would have nothing to fear.

He wouldn't need to make the opponent fall asleep; he would only need to make them doze off for a moment to be able to slit their throat and kill them.

"Must say, this menopausal beauty looks quite charming when she's asleep."

Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun, who was fast asleep on the bed inside the room, and felt it was quite a pleasant sight.

"Sleeping on the bed in dirty clothes isn't good; I should help her change into pajamas."

Thinking this, he walked in.

"Men and women should not touch; better not."

Thinking this, he walked out.

"At least I should take off her shoes, right?"

Thinking this, he walked in.

"Forget it, if I help her take off her shoes and she finds out when she wakes up, I'm afraid there will be no end to the fuss."

Thinking this, he walked out.

Just like that, Chen An frantically went in and out in front of Wen Zhiyun.

"Husband?"

Gu Xinyue happened to pass by and felt puzzled seeing her husband coming out of Wen Zhiyun's room.

One had to know, these two were enemies.

Once they got together, they would clash and rub each other the wrong way at the slightest provocation.

One would keep talking back, the other would roll her eyes wildly; neither would submit to the other.

With a relationship like that, would Sister Wen be willing to let her husband into her room?

Gu Xinyue could not figure it out at all.

Chen An knew she was confused, but he didn't intend to explain anything to her; instead, he stepped forward and said:

"Yue, come to the room with me."

"Mm."

Gu Xinyue obediently followed him.

She thought her husband wanted to engage in intimacy with her, but after entering, she discovered that her husband wasn't doing anything at all, just constantly asking her if she was sleepy and if she wanted to sleep.

"Husband, I am a little sleepy now, a little bit, but not to the point where I'd fall asleep the moment I close my eyes."

Gu Xinyue shook her head for the eighteenth time.

She wanted to finish their intimacy and then cuddle to sleep, but her husband kept asking the same question, which made her feel very depressed.

Little did he know, she was frustrated, and Chen An was frustrated too.

How could this "Sleep Aid Technique," which could instantly affect a Qi Refining Eighth Layer cultivator, have such a weak effect when used on his "ice-shard" concubine who was only at the Qi Refining First Layer?

This made no sense.

Wait, could it be because the "ice-shard" concubine had a powerful Divine Sense?

That wasn't right either.

No matter how powerful the "ice-shard" concubine's Divine Sense was, it could only reach the level of a Qi Refining Mid-Stage cultivator; it was impossible for it to be stronger than a Qi Refining Late Stage cultivator.

Looking at it this way, there seemed to be only one possibility.

That was that Wen Zhiyun's Divine Sense strength was extremely weak.

To verify this hypothesis in his heart.

After Wen Zhiyun woke up, Chen An specifically took out an Illusion Talisman he had bought from the Hundred Treasures Firm last time.

The grade of this Illusion Talisman was not high, only First-tier Intermediate.

At most, it could only affect a Qi Refining Mid-Stage cultivator.

However, it was precisely this low-grade Talisman Paper that worked on Wen Zhiyun.

And it worked wonders!

Seeing Wen Zhiyun under the influence of the Illusion Technique, she curled up in the corner of the wall, shivering, and begged while protecting her head with both hands:

"Father, I was wrong, please don't hit me."

"I won't dare to do it again."

"I really won't dare, don't hit me."

"Sob, sob, sob..."

As she spoke, Wen Zhiyun suddenly burst into tears with a terrified expression.

Seeing this scene, Chen An felt very surprised.

He knew Wen Zhiyun's childhood might have been unhappy, but he hadn't expected it to be this unhappy.

A complex mix of emotions suddenly welled up in his heart.

He didn't look any longer, closed the door for Wen Zhiyun, and left.

Not long after.

Wen Zhiyun came out of the Illusion Technique.

Seeing her own face covered in tears, she instantly realized something and immediately got up in anger to go question Chen An.

Chen An played dumb, saying he didn't understand what she was talking about.

Wen Zhiyun didn't believe him and continued to question him.

Unfortunately, Chen An was thick-skinned and refused to admit it the whole time.

Wen Zhiyun could do nothing about him, so she had to let it go for now, but she kept this grudge in her heart.

In the days that followed.

Chen An became much more diligent than ever before.

Aside from his daily alchemy to earn money, he devoted all his remaining time to Song Huaying and her daughter.

Especially his daughter, Chen Yuejian.

Whether it was pooping or peeing, he handled it all personally.

As a new father, he was very enthusiastic about these things.

He wanted to witness every moment of his daughter's growth.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

His daughter Chen Yuejian's skin was finally no longer as shriveled as it had been when she was just born.

It had become much rounder.

Stretching out a finger to poke her gently, one could clearly feel that her flesh was very elastic.

Wen Zhiyun still remembered the incident of herself crying in the corner of the wall that day; seeing Chen An teasing the sleeping Chen Yuejian, she immediately held a grudge and scolded:

"Is there something wrong with you? Your daughter is already asleep, why are you still here teasing her?"

"Are you happy to wake her up?"

Chen Yuejian had been sleeping soundly, but Wen Zhiyun's sudden scolding woke her up.

In an instant, a burst of crying came from the room.

"Wah... wah... wah!"

Seeing this, Wen Zhiyun immediately picked up Chen Yuejian and skillfully rocked her gently to help her fall asleep, attempting to make amends.

However, Chen Yuejian was crying particularly fussily and wouldn't fall asleep no matter how she was coaxed.

Song Huaying said helplessly: "Sister Wen, let me coax her. It's almost time for your meditation and cultivation; we mustn't delay that."

"It's fine, I'll be able to coax our Yuejian to sleep very soon."

Wen Zhiyun insisted stubbornly.

Song Huaying's parenting knowledge had all been taught by her; she couldn't afford to lose face like this and had to coax Chen Yuejian to sleep.

Unfortunately, Chen Yuejian was not cooperating with her at all.

She just kept crying non-stop.

Chen An couldn't watch anymore, stepped forward and said: "Can you stop shaking her? If you shake her any more, my daughter is going to throw up. Let me coax her instead."

"I'm about to coax her to sleep, don't you go making trouble for me!"

"Give her here!"

Chen An couldn't be bothered to deal with her and took his daughter Chen Yuejian directly from her arms.

Then, he cast a Sleep Aid Technique.

The next second, Chen Yuejian, who had still been wailing and fussing, instantly quieted down and fell into a sweet sleep.

Song Huaying felt surprised; was her husband really this good at taking care of children?

Wen Zhiyun, on the other hand, looked as if she were doubting her life; she had spent years assisting her mother with childbirth and had seen all sorts of difficult children, with childcare experience far exceeding her peers, so how was she now inferior to a man who had just become a father?

Chen An paid no mind to the strange expressions on their faces.

After coaxing his daughter to sleep, he turned and walked out of the room.

These past few days, his focus had been entirely on Song Huaying and their daughter, and it seemed he had somewhat neglected his icy concubine.

He had to spend some time making it up to her.

Not much, just one day would do.

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