Chapter 20: Is She My Wife?

When Bao Jing said that, Yi Yang thought, indeed, his wife had finally become diligent, and he couldn't dampen her enthusiasm: "So how much experience did you earn? And that outfit—did your wife buy it for you?"

Before Bao Jing could answer, Ye Ling, who had been hidden in the darkness, suddenly sneered lightly, his cold voice tinged with a bite: "Hmph, a trashy female like Ye Xi'an wouldn't even buy clothes for a dog."

Although Bao Jing also dislikes Ye Xi'an, this time he has to explain to her: "Ye Xi'an seems to have changed."

She not only went to claim a quest, but also completed it independently and seriously—far better than before.

"That outfit was indeed bought by her, too."

Hearing that, Ye Ling's eyes flashed, and he idly toyed with the knife in his hand: "Are you sure you're talking about Ye Xi'an?"

"What do you mean?"

Bao Jing frowned; could Ye Ling still be suspecting him of cheating?

"What could I possibly mean?"

Seeing the two about to argue, Yi Yang quickly stepped forward as a mediator: "Stop it, stop it, we're all family here; what's there to argue about?"

Bao Jing: "No one is family with you!"

Ye Ling: "No one is family with you!"

The two shouted in unison, and their synchronicity left Yi Yang bewildered.

Who did he provoke?

The room fell silent again; this was their usual way of getting along, and they'd long grown accustomed to it.

Meanwhile, after Ye Xi'an entered the Xiao Shijie, she was completely unaware of what was happening outside.

She went to the planting area to check the fruit trees' growth and, with sharp eyes, noticed new shoots and tender leaves sprouting between the branches, showing no sign of wilting.

The rabbits and birds she had placed inside were also fairly normal.

It seems this Xiao Shijie can truly be used for breeding!

Ye Xi'an couldn't help but daydream: once she fills this Xiao Shijie with all kinds of household items, could she stay home forever?

Just the thought makes her thrilled.

She wandered leisurely around the Xiao Shijie for a while, and the fruit by her side had piled into a small mountain.

This was the dinner she prepared for those few people outside, but she really didn't dare go out.

Whenever she stepped out, those little glances stabbed at her like knives.

"Fine, hiding here forever isn't a solution; let's go out first."

They're all her beloved husband, she's not scared of a damn thing.

The next second, a heap of fresh, juicy fruit materialized out of thin air in the dilapidated house, clashing with the surrounding mess.

Ye Xi'an tentatively opened her eyes, then immediately shut them again.

Oh my, she knew that a few people were watching her.

Bao Jing stepped forward and hoisted Ye Xi'an by the waist: "How long do you plan to keep sitting on the floor? Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"

Now Ye Xi'an had to open her eyes; she nudged Bao Jing: "Could you stop randomly hugging people? I need to save face too!"

Bao Jing placed her on the bed, one hand resting at Ye Xi'an's side; his broad chest enveloped her, and from the side you could only see Bao Jing's back.

"How come I never knew you had any sense of face?"

If you really cared about face, how could you go so long without bathing? You look like a little fairy, yet you turn yourself into a ragged beggar.

Facing each other, Bao Jing's breath sprayed onto Ye Xi'an's face as he spoke, making her uncomfortable.

"Step back, don't stand so close to me."

While the two flirted obliviously, a clueless puppy stared dumbfounded.

Yi Yang shifted sideways to stand beside Ji Jiangci, a puzzled expression on his face: "Brother Ji, these days you don't even need to hide an affair?"

When his wife returns, he can't pretend not to know.

"They're still wearing matching couple outfits, huh? Yikes! That's so unmanly."

Ji Jiangci glanced at Yi Yang, genuinely baffled why this silly puppy was so loyal to Ye Xi'an—was it simply because its beast form was a dog?

Ji Jiangci, a bit helpless, said: "Haven't you noticed?"

Yi Yang, looking confused, asked: "Notice what?"

"Our spiritual power is bound to Ye Xi'an; if you focus, you can sense her general direction."

"And I just felt it—this female is indeed Ye Xi'an."

Yi Yang inhaled sharply, quickly closed his eyes to sense, and found his spiritual power truly bound to the female before him.

In other words, the snow‑white‑skinned, bright‑eyed, pearly‑toothed little fairy before him was indeed his wife!

Yi Yang's eyes lit up instantly, and in a flash he lunged, flipping Bao Jing aside.

Taking Bao Jing's place, he knelt before Ye Xi'an without hesitation, his upper body perched on her thigh, his clear sky‑blue eyes gazing hungrily at her.

"Wife?"

"Huh?" Ye Xi'an was startled by his call, then quickly realized she was indeed Yi Yang's wife.

"Hehe, eh~, husband?"

Yi Yang excitedly hopped twice in place, then let out a splash and knelt again; the sound made Ye Xi'an feel sympathetic for him.

"Eh! Wife?"

". Eh"

"Wife!"

Ye Xi'an:

Seeing Ye Xi'an speechless, Yi Yang immediately grabbed the whip from the corner, handed it to her, and, taking the chance, brushed his wife's delicate hand twice: "Wife, here's a strike for you!"

Without waiting for Ye Xi'an's reaction, Yi Yang stripped off his shirt, revealing his vigorous male chest muscles.

Ye Xi'an almost got dazzled by the bright white flesh.

Don't make trouble.

Bao Jing unhappily picked up the outer garment that Yi Yang had taken off and threw it onto him: "We just finished the task, we're exhausted, we need to rest."

Don't worry, Ye Xi'an never gets tired when she hits people.

Ye Ling has always disliked Ye Xi'an, never missing any chance to sneer at her: "Isn't that right, old woman, heh heh."

Ye Ling's voice was clear and crisp, yet tinged with resentment; that shout of "wife" made Ye Xi'an's scalp feel like it would explode, like a wet long tongue licking her back, sending chills down one's spine.

Ye Xi'an immediately waved her hands: "No way, I don't like hitting people, hahaha."

I can't beat you guys yet; if I ever manage to, I might really want to hit you twice.

Yi Yang sensed Ye Ling's hostility, shielded Ye Xi'an behind him: "Ye Ling, don't scare my wife."

Bao Jing was annoyed by Yi Yang calling her "wife" on the left and "wife" on the right; clearly he had called her that before, so why does hearing it now make her want to shut his mouth?

He wearily pinched the space between his brows, packed the fruits on the ground into the bag for clothes: "You guys go sell these fruits tomorrow; they're all from Yuangu Shoushi."

Looking at the fresh, juicy fruits, Ji Jiangci and the two others swallowed their saliva; since marrying Ye Xi'an, they haven't eaten any fruit.

Although they don't have a strong desire for oral pleasures, their bodies, long deprived of fruit intake, naturally develop a craving.

But they can't eat them, or Ye Xi'an will beat them to death.

Ye Ling couldn't care less about those; she grabbed an apple and started gnawing on it, then after finishing, she casually dropped to her knees on the ground, not knowing who she was addressing: "Come on! Beat me to death!"

(End of chapter)