Chapter 84: 82. Tears of Joy (3/3)

82. Tears of Joy (3/3)

Not long after, the two of them came out of the fitting room.

Wen Zhiyun and Gu Xinyue, who were outside, couldn't help but have their eyes light up the moment they saw Song Huaying emerge in a pink long dress, thinking how beautiful she looked.

But the next second, after seeing Chen An come out, both women couldn't help but blush slightly.

Among them, Wen Zhiyun slapped Chen An on the arm and lowered her voice in his ear: "You bastard, aren't you ashamed of yourself?!"

Looking at the fierce-looking, tsundere concubine before him, Chen An decisively grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the changing room, saying as he pulled her: "It's perfectly normal for your husband to help you change into new clothes; why are you so shy and still whispering?"

"Are you trying to die? Let go!"

Wen Zhiyun was so anxious her face turned bright red, but she didn't dare to be too loud, fearing she would attract others' attention.

There was no other way; in the end, she could only be pulled inside.

A moment later, the two of them came out.

Wen Zhiyun walked toward the teahouse across the street without saying a word.

She was a little thirsty.

Very quickly.

Wen Zhiyun returned, raised her hand, and slapped Chen An on the back.

It was a hard hit, with a "slap" sound.

Chen An, having taken advantage, didn't act innocent; he willingly took the hit, smiled, and said nothing.

At this moment, a voice rang out from the shop entrance.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Alchemist Chen, are you at the Market too?"

The voice was familiar; it was Pan Hui's voice.

Chen An heard the sound and looked toward the entrance, where Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi came into view.

Both of them were holding a Spirit Fruit Candied Hawthorn in their hands, standing outside the door looking pretty, as if they were just passing by.

"Fellow Daoist Pan."

"Fellow Daoist Shen."

Chen An greeted them with a smile.

Seeing this, the three wives and concubines immediately began to size up Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi. Seeing that Shen Qingyi, apart from her figure looking a bit ordinary, was not inferior to them in terms of appearance and the like, they couldn't help but think of the word "concubine."

Could this woman, dressed in a Black Tight Suit with her hair tied up high and an heroic air about her, be a candidate for a concubine that their husband had taken a fancy to?

The three wives and concubines thought this simultaneously.

And on the other side.

Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi were also sizing up Chen An's three wives and concubines, and couldn't help but be shocked by their looks and figures, thinking what beautiful women the three of them were; Alchemist Chen was truly blessed.

"Daddy, I want to eat candied hawthorn."

Chen Yuejian looked at the Spirit Fruit Candied Hawthorn in Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi's hands and couldn't help but swallow, her little face filled with the desire to eat.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyi handed the candied hawthorn she hadn't started eating yet to Chen Yuejian and smiled slightly: "Little sister, this skewer of candied hawthorn is for you."

Chen Yuejian timidly reached out and took it.

Chen An patted her head and said: "Xiao Yuejian, aren't you going to thank Sister Shen?"

"Thank you, Sister Shen."

Chen Yuejian said with a slight milky tone.

Shen Qingyi looked at Chen Yuejian and smiled, then said to Chen An: "Alchemist Chen, your daughter is very delicate and pretty."

"That is true, she inherited her mother's looks very well," Chen An said with a smile.

"Alchemist Chen, Pan Hui and I still have things to do, so we will be leaving first. Let's chat when we have time."

"Alright, take care."

After just a simple chat, Shen Qingyi quickly left with Pan Hui.

She knew Chen An did not want to get close to her, so she cooperated with Chen An's distancing to avoid causing him unnecessary trouble.

During this time, Chen An's three wives and concubines never once took the initiative to speak, very sensibly playing the role of little women.

After Shen Qingyi and Pan Hui had walked far away, Song Huaying asked with some curiosity: "Husband, what is your relationship with those two sisters?"

"There isn't much of a relationship; they are just fellow daoists I chatted with a few times while I was refining pills at Zhenbao Hang. We aren't very familiar, just nodding acquaintances."

"Husband, that sister in the Black Tight Suit just now looked so heroic. Didn't you say before that you wanted to take another concubine? Why don't you put in some effort and marry this sister home to be a sister to Ying?"

Song Huaying said with her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Chen An frowned upon hearing this and solemnly warned Song Huaying: "Ying, the sister you are talking about is a disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect and is also the fiancée of the Bamboo Leaf Gang Gang Leader. Watch your tongue!"

Upon hearing this, Song Huaying's expression changed slightly. Knowing she had said the wrong thing, she instinctively covered her cherry lips with her hand.

After a long while, she let go of her hand and said apologetically: "Husband, Ying knows she was wrong. I will definitely not speak carelessly outside again in the future."

"Mm, be careful in the future."

Chen An did not lecture his little wife, just said this flatly.

His little wife was such a smart person; she would reflect on such things herself, and there was no need for him to criticize her too much.

Leaving the street of the Market.

Returning to the home in Green Willow Alley.

At this time, it was already getting late.

Song Huaying accompanied her daughter.

Gu Xinyue went to cook.

Wen Zhiyun returned to her room to cultivate.

Chen An went to find his daughter and let her take a short nap before dinner.

【You used the Sleep Aid Technique on your daughter Chen Yuejian, making her sleep with a sweet expression; Sleep Aid Technique proficiency +1.】

【Sleep Aid Technique: Proficient (466/500)】

"Still 34 points of experience away."

Chen An muttered to himself, calculating in his heart that he would have his daughter sleep once every morning, noon, and night from now on.

That way, the Sleep Aid Technique would be able to level up in twelve days.

In the blink of an eye.

Time arrived at the second day.

This day was the important day for Manager Li of the Zhenbao Pavilion to come and inspect the acceptance of the Qi Condensation Pills.

Whether Chen An could join the Zhenbao Pavilion depended on the results of this day's inspection.

As long as this hurdle was passed, the subsequent process would basically be Wen.

After eating breakfast.

Chen An left early and arrived at the Zhenbao Hang.

He sat inside and chatted with Shopkeeper Liu for a while.

Soon, Manager Li arrived.

"Manager Li, I have already finished refining all 2,000 Qi Condensation Pills, and the Recording Stones are also stored with Shopkeeper Liu; I will trouble you to take a look in a moment."

As Chen An spoke, he took a Middle-grade Spirit Stone from his sleeve and handed it over, his face full of a kind smile.

Manager Li took the Spirit Stone, patted Chen An on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Alchemist Chen's alchemy skills are so superb, it is basically Wen; I will take these 2,000 Qi Condensation Pills and these 14 Recording Stones back to watch carefully later, and I will try my best to work overtime to finish watching them within seven days, then I will come to tell you the result."

"Then I will trouble Manager Li."

Chen An smiled and thought to himself that he was Wen.

At the same time.

At Pan Hui's home.

Gang Leader Zhu sat before the tea table sipping tea, a faint smile hanging on his face the entire time.

And Pan Hui, who sat opposite him, was trembling with nervousness the whole time.

"Fellow Daoist Pan, no need to be nervous."

"Gang Leader Zhu, you coming to my home is..."

Pan Hui's palms were sweating from nervousness; she had been speaking ill of this Gang Leader Zhu in front of Shen Qingyi every day recently, and now that the other party was right before her eyes, she instinctively felt guilty.

Gang Leader Zhu set down the teacup in his hand, a pill slid from his sleeve into his hand, and with a flick of his finger, he shot it into Pan Hui's slightly open mouth with a *pfft* sound.

"Cough... cough cough!"

Pan Hui had a fit of dry coughs; after reacting, she wanted to spit the pill out, but the pill melted the moment it entered her mouth, instantly turning into countless fine streams that merged into her body.

"Gang Leader Zhu, you... what did you feed me?"

"Nothing much, just a Poison Pill."

"Why... why?"

"Fellow Daoist Pan, this Poison Pill was just developed by a Second-tier Alchemist under me, and currently, only I have the antidote."

"You... what exactly do you want to do?"

Pan Hui's face was full of terror, so terrified that she couldn't even speak fluently.

Gang Leader Zhu smiled with an innocent expression: "Fellow Daoist Pan, do you want your husband to return from the battlefield?"

"If you do, I will come to find you in about a month; at that time, you just need to listen to my orders and act."

"During this period, I hope you can further improve your relationship with Qingyi."

As soon as the words fell, Gang Leader Zhu's figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

Pan Hui was stunned for a good while; the next second, she felt a sense of relief, gasping for air in large gulps.

She was too afraid, too afraid that Gang Leader Zhu would have killed her just now if they didn't see eye to eye!

But fortunately, none of that happened.

"Husband, you are still alive..."

After calming down for a moment, Pan Hui stared blankly out the window, two trails of clear tears sliding slowly down her face, weeping with joy.

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