Chapter 170: Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 170: Xiao Hong Has Grown Up

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

On the second morning, dawn light filtered through the window lattice and fell into the room, illuminating a stretch of tranquility. An Wang, as usual, wore magnificent court robes and strode steadily toward the Imperial Palace to attend the morning court session.

On the other side, Qianqian, because she was too excited, tossed and turned in bed all night, unable to fall asleep. Her little head kept replaying what Father had said to her last night, her heart filled with anticipation and joy.

Yan Shuang'er looked at Qianqian's excited face and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Qianqian, what exactly did Father say to you? To make you this happy, not sleeping all night!"

Hearing Yan Shuang'er's question, Qianqian nearly blurted out the matter of the Dark Guard Camp that Father had told her about, but she suddenly remembered Father had instructed her thousands of times absolutely not to tell anyone, so she hurriedly changed her words and said, "Father said he's taking Qianqian out to play tomorrow."

Yan Shuang'er didn't suspect anything either; after all, Qianqian indeed loved going out to play very much.

Just like that, for Qianqian, that long and agonizing night finally passed. When the sky had just barely turned pale with dawn, Qianqian had already impatiently burrowed out of the warm covers. Her movements were so swift she even accidentally startled Yan Shuang'er, who was still sound asleep beside her, awake.

Yan Shuang'er rubbed her bleary eyes, glanced at the sky outside the window, then said softly to Qianqian, "Qianqian, it's still early, why don't you sleep a bit more."

However, Qianqian at this moment had not a shred of sleepiness left; she shook her little head and replied, "Third Elder Sister, I can't sleep anymore!" Saying this, she flipped up to a sitting position and began dressing herself.

Seeing Qianqian so eager, Yan Shuang'er smiled helplessly; thinking since she was already woken up, she might as well get up. So she too slowly rose and began dressing neatly.

Not long after, both had finished washing up. Afterward, they went to the table together and enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast. Qianqian at this moment, though her mouth was eating delicious food, her heart had long since flown elsewhere. After finishing breakfast, Qianqian summoned the guards at the door.

Solemnly she instructed, "If you see my Father return, you must come inform me at once!" Having spoken, she began the long wait.

Time passed minute by second, yet Father's figure was nowhere to be seen. Qianqian couldn't sit still, so she decided to go to the manor gate herself to check. This back and forth, she actually ran a full three trips.

When she arrived at the gate for the third time, far off, Qianqian spotted a familiar carriage slowly approaching. Once the carriage halted, a tall, imposing, dignified man stepped down — precisely An Wang returning from court.

Seeing this, Qianqian ran forward with heart full of joy, crying loudly, "Father!" As she called, she lunged toward An Wang like a happy little bird.

An Wang, seeing this, couldn't help but frown slightly and sighed lightly, "Qianqian, you're not small anymore; you should be more mature and steady."

Hearing these words, Qianqian seemed to have been hit by a Ding Body Curse, instantly freezing her steps, then quickly straightening her body, tucking her little hands obediently behind her back, and saying softly, "Father, you've returned."

However, that deliberately feigned mature posture of hers was truly comical; An Wang merely glanced once, then turned his head away with a face full of helplessness, waving his hand, "Forget it, forget it, you'd better just be your natural self as usual."

The words barely fell before Qianqian, as if granted a pardon, instantly reverted to her previous lively, bouncing, exceptionally excited self.

At this, An Wang spoke, "Wait a moment first; let this King return to his room to change clothes, then I'll take you along." Qianqian nodded repeatedly, "Good, good!"

Then she followed tightly behind An Wang, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off. Even watching An Wang about to enter the inner room, Qianqian still didn't stop her steps, following close at his heels.

An Wang unhesitatingly reached out and gave Qianqian a gentle push, saying, "When a man changes clothes, it's not proper for a little girl like you to watch; just wait honestly outside!" Hearing this, Qianqian nodded obediently, "Oh, I know." Then she stood quietly outside the door.

After An Wang turned and entered the room, he closed the door tightly behind him. He was just about to untie his sash and change when a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, so he stopped and opened the door again.

Leaning out, he instructed Qianqian, "Qianqian, men and women are different; not only can you not peek when Father changes clothes, other men changing clothes is also not allowed, you must remember this!"

Qianqian hurriedly replied, "Father, I understand." After receiving his daughter's affirmative answer, An Wang then closed the door with peace of mind and began changing into a set of loose, comfortable clothes.

Not long after, An Wang had already tidied up properly and walked out of the room. His gaze swept over and saw Qianqian still waiting in the original spot; the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curve upward slightly.

Immediately after, An Wang turned to Yue Yi beside him and instructed, "Yue Yi, you go lead Yue Ying for this King first, hmm... and bring Xiao Hong along as well." Yue Yi listened, hurriedly cupped his fists and acknowledged, "As you command!" Then he left in quick steps to execute the order.

Before long, Yue Yi led two fine horses back before An Wang and Qianqian. One was entirely black, extraordinarily spirited — precisely Yue Ying; the other had a fiery red coat, heroic bearing — presumably that was Xiao Hong.

The once delicate and exquisite Xiao Hong! Now it had completely shed its former immature appearance, grown into a majestic tall horse. Over these years, thanks to the grooms' meticulous care, Xiao Hong not only grew tall and powerful, but its coat was also exceptionally smooth and glossy, shimmering with charming luster under the sunlight.

An Wang looked at the two horses, nodded in satisfaction, then lowered his head to look at Qianqian and said gently, "Let's go; we'll each ride a horse to the Dark Guard Camp later. As for the specific situation there, you'll naturally be told in detail when we arrive." Qianqian said, "Okay, Father~"