Bring Her Home

The woman was breathtakingly beautiful. Though she was not very tall, it did nothing to diminish her beauty.

Her proportions were flawless, her face fair, her willow-leaf brows delicately arched, and her red lips vivid, soft, and full. Her eyes seemed able to speak, misty with moisture.

A peerless powerhouse who normally radiated dominance suddenly revealed such a pitiful, lovable appearance. Who could withstand that?

Ye Han had always been the type to yield to softness rather than force. Seeing the woman like this, he immediately raised his hands in surrender.

Wasn't it just dual cultivation?

Bring it on!

Who was afraid of whom?

After telling the people outside not to disturb them, the two entered a cultivation session that sounded ambiguous but was actually dull.

A day passed.

Having gained nothing, the woman left.

Watching her back disappear from sight, Ye Han could not help wondering about her true intentions.

Unfortunately, he was not an omniscient god. How could he possibly figure it out?

Shaking his head, he decided to let things take their course. When the boat reached the bridge, it would straighten itself out; when the cart reached the mountain, there would be a road.

No longer dwelling on it, he left the academy and immediately spotted Zhao Jun waiting there.

Not long after Ye Han noticed Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun saw him as well.

"Ye Dage, I came to say goodbye," Zhao Jun said as he walked forward.

"Have you decided where you're going?" Ye Han asked.

"I have. Ye Dage, don't worry." Zhao Jun forced a faint smile.

"Alright. Write me a letter once you've settled down and let me know you're safe. Come on, I'll see you off." The two began walking.

At Spirit City's gate, they waved goodbye and said farewell.

But both knew very well that this parting would surely be forever. They might never meet again.

"Ah!"

Watching Zhao Jun's receding figure, Ye Han sighed helplessly.

He sighed, grieved, and hurt for that clear-eyed, handsome girl.

If he had known things would turn out this way, he would not have teased her. Or he would have simply pursued her and made her his.

Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Yet life was like this. Many people were destined to be mere passersby in one's life.

Some left, while others came.

The next day, the woman named Dong'er came again, and then she left again.

On the third day, the woman came again, then left once more.

On the fourth day,

On the fifth day,

The woman clung to him like a plaster for half a year. Even on holidays, Ye Han was forced out by her for their so-called dual cultivation.

Gradually, she overcame the fear in her heart. At the very least, when facing Ye Han, she no longer stumbled over her words.

"Phew! It's finally over."

Ye Han let out a long breath, rose from his meditation cushion, and stretched.

Today was the last day of the semester. These boring days were finally over.

"Have you been holding something back from me?" The woman, who had also finished cultivating, opened her eyes and looked at the jubilant youth, her voice cold.

"How could I not be?"

Of course, he would not say what he was really thinking.

Ye Han glared at her as though he had suffered the greatest injustice in the world. If the woman had not dodged quickly, his finger would probably have poked her ample chest.

Seeing her move aside, Ye Han acted as if he had not noticed. Indignant, he shouted, "You heartless woman! How much have I given for you over these past six months? Feel your conscience. Doesn't it hurt? For you, I even left my pregnant wife aside. Tell me, haven't I treated you well enough?"

The woman frowned slightly and ignored the youth's antics.

Over the past six months, while she could not claim to understand the youth's nature completely, she knew seven or eight parts out of ten.

Upon careful sensing, she found that her spiritual power had indeed increased significantly over the past half year. It had all come from the youth returning his powerful spiritual power to her, but that was not what she wanted.

What she needed was that profound and mysterious aura within the youth's mind. Yet although she had sensed it dozens of times over the past half year, she could never draw close enough to reach that state of complete harmony. Thus, she suspected the youth was up to something.

But seeing his aggrieved appearance now, she became uncertain again.

Thinking about everything that had happened when she first came into contact with that aura, the woman suddenly bit her lip, as though she had made up her mind.

"Alright, let's leave it at that. I'm going home. Consider my debt to you repaid, and don't come looking for me again," Ye Han said.

Right now, he was desperate to return home, because Ye Qingxin could give birth at any moment.

If this woman had not been so difficult to deal with, Ye Han would have taken a long leave long ago and stayed at home with her.

But just as he turned around and was about to leave, a soft, boneless little hand grabbed his palm.

Ye Han froze slightly, not understanding why.

After spending half a year together, he had long discovered that the woman seemed to have a serious obsession with cleanliness. Other than during dual cultivation, when they could touch each other's hands, she would fly into a towering rage if he so much as got a little too close at any other time.

Yet this time, she had taken the initiative to grab his hand. How could Ye Han not be surprised by such a change?

However, something even more unexpected happened.

The woman reached one hand behind her back and slowly pulled down the zipper of her black dress.

Swish!

The black dress fell to the floor. Bibi Dong looked at Ye Han with complicated eyes, tenderness flowing within them as she said, "Love me!"

She suspected that Ye Han had been holding something back from her, but had she ever truly opened her heart to him? Yet asking her to open her heart to him was simply impossible.

She was truly throwing caution to the wind now. In her view, if she wanted this youth to lower all his guard against her, this was the only option.

Most importantly, it was not their first time.

She would just treat it as being bitten by a dog. What difference was there between one bite and two?

Ye Han swallowed hard, his voice dry. "Dong'er, you..."

Before he could finish, the woman's passionate kiss cut him off.

In a daze, Ye Han felt as though he were dreaming, yet the sensations from his body were so real.

After lingering together for a while, Ye Han helped the woman get dressed and said, "I'll take you home."

The woman's eyes were unfocused and her limbs weak, but what she had given had brought results. This time, the aura she sensed was clearer than ever before.

While she was still savoring that trace of aura, Ye Han swept her into a princess carry and left the academy.

It was already dark, and the academy had long since become deserted.

Ye Han was extremely fast. In less than half an hour, he carried the woman back home.

Although Bibi Dong already knew Ye Han's family situation inside out, this was still her first time coming here.

When she saw the woman in green and felt the powerful pressure radiating from her, Bibi Dong finally understood why the spies she had sent could not approach this estate.

She was too powerful.

Ice Empress's strength deeply shocked Bibi Dong.

"Xiaohan, who is this?"

Ice Empress hurried over to Ye Han, her gaze fixed on the woman in his arms.

"Hehe, this is Dong'er."

Ye Han set the woman down and scratched his head sheepishly. After all, this was the first time he had brought another woman before his wives.

Once Bibi Dong, whose legs had gone weak, managed to stand steadily, Ye Han said, "Dong'er, this is your second sister. You two must get along well from now on."

The woman was still dazed and had no idea what Ye Han was trying to do. She could only go along with him and hoarsely call out, "Second Sister."

"I didn't expect you to have such good taste, Xiaohan!" Ice Empress could not help praising as she looked at Bibi Dong's face.

Ice Empress believed in the supremacy of the strong, and Ye Han was also far too strong in that regard. Thus, not only was she not angry that Ye Han had brought another woman home, she was actually somewhat pleased.

This way, the pressure on the three sisters would undoubtedly be much lighter.

"Hehe!"

Ye Han smiled foolishly, not knowing how to respond in front of his wife.

Although Ice Empress and Snow Empress did not oppose him bringing other women home, now that he had actually brought one back, he still felt guilty.

"What are you embarrassed about? Xue Er and I don't blame you," Ice Empress said.

As she spoke, she moved to Ye Han's other side and wrapped herself around his arm. "Come on, let's go see Qingxin. She's probably about to give birth. Xue Er has been watching over her all day."

Ye Han supported the woman, whose movements were inconvenient, with one arm. The three moved together through a corridor and soon arrived in front of a house.

Just then, a cry of pain suddenly rang out, making all three of them change expression.