Xue Ke

"You little rascal, were you bullying Ke'er again? She's my student," said a woman in a pale yellow court gown. Her pale blue hair was styled like glazed crystal, with the rest cascading down her back. Her features were picturesque as she walked into the classroom.

Seeing the brat roughhousing with the little girl, she did not even need to ask. He had probably bullied her again.

The one chasing him was a little girl about his age. But her identity was far from ordinary.

The little girl's name was Xue Ke, the beloved jewel in the palm of Xue Ye, the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire—Princess Xue Ke.

"Wife Yuehua, she was bullying me. I wasn't bullying her." Naturally, the brat refused to admit it when faced with the gentle woman's questioning.

The four-year-old boy stood up. Since he was so short, he did not look imposing at all. Then he climbed straight onto the stool and spoke to Tang Yuehua.

"You little rascal. I told you to call me Sister, Sister. But you..." Tang Yuehua could not put her suffering into words. This little brat was far too shameless.

Then Tang Yuehua walked over and grabbed the brat by the ear.

"Wife Yuehua, go easy, go easy. Ow! It hurts, it hurts!" The little boy was dragged out just like that.

Tang Yuehua took him to the fifth floor. When she opened the room, Yun Yun had just finished cultivating.

"Sister Yuehua, what's wrong?" Yun Yun looked at the little brat before her with a smile.

"What do you think? This little rascal called me his wife in front of so many students. I'm so embarrassed I could die." Tang Yuehua's face was slightly red.

She truly had blushed from embarrassment.

Over the years, the three of them had always slept in the same bed.

But this little brat in front of them was not the least bit well-behaved.

This four-year-old brat had already touched both Yun Yun's and her bodies all over.

"Hey, little rascal, remember this. Don't call me your wife when other people are around." Tang Yuehua raised her hand, intending to flick the brat on the head. But she could not bring herself to do it and withdrew her finger.

"Alright, Sister Yuehua. It's been so many years already—haven't you gotten used to it? Besides, it won't be much longer. In a little over a year, he'll awaken his martial soul. Then we'll make him sleep somewhere else."

After saying that, Yun Yun nearly laughed.

Tang Yuehua was right. This little brat was far too shameless. He was only this old—what would happen once he grew up?

"You're talking nonsense! Both of you are my wives! I said so, and not even the heavens can stop me." He crossed his arms, looking like he was the greatest man under heaven.

The two goddesses did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Fine, fine, you're the best. Happy now?" Tang Yuehua finally lightly tapped the little brat on the nose.

"Sister Yun Yun, keep an eye on this little rascal. Make him reflect in this room for the whole day." Tang Yuehua said this to Yun Yun as she left the room to teach.

Yun Yun said nothing and merely nodded.

The moment Tang Yuehua closed the door and left, a smile immediately appeared on the little brat's face.

"Wife Yun Yun, how is your cultivation going?" The little brat walked up to Yun Yun, leaned forward, and pressed his forehead against hers as he asked.

A faint fragrance drifted into the little brat's nose.

He stretched out his chubby little hands and gently caressed Yun Yun's face, as flawless as peerless jade.

"Mhm. After practicing the Nine Swords of Dugu you gave me, I feel like my combat strength has skyrocketed. My Soul Power Level is now Level 95," Yun Yun said with a faint smile.

"Hold me." Those two quiet words were full of his affection for Yun Yun.

Yun Yun held the little brat in her arms. She felt as though she were dreaming—a dream she could not wake from.

Yet this dream also felt incomparably real.

Her current thought was that she had to wait for the child before her to grow up, then marry him.

"What happened today? This isn't like you!" Yun Yun felt that the little boy in her arms seemed somewhat gloomy.

"Nothing. I just want to hold you a little more." After saying that, the little boy lightly kissed Yun Yun on the lips, then turned and ran out of the room.

He was so fast that even Yun Yun failed to react.

After Yun Yun came back to her senses in the room, her beautiful face flushed red. She muttered, "Little Rogue," then shook her head and entered cultivation mode.

The little brat went downstairs and headed for Steward Ode's office.

"Uncle Ode, are you here?"

"I am. Young Master, you're here. I've prepared everything you asked for. Have a look and see if you're satisfied."

Steward Ode handed him the materials he had gathered according to the little fellow's instructions. "Is this enough?"

The little brat's face darkened when he looked at the bracelet Soul Tool Steward Ode handed him.

"Uncle Ode, I'm going to tell my wife that you're bullying me because I don't have Soul Power and can't use a storage device." The little brat's words left Steward Ode not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Ever since the little fellow had arrived, Moonlight Pavilion had become much livelier. Miss Tang had also emerged from the shadow of leaving the Clear Sky Sect.

"Haha, little fellow, you're too adorable. Tell me, how do you want Uncle to help you?" Steward Ode laughed happily.

"Help me take it to the kitchen!"

"Alright." Steward Ode then put away everything he had taken out.

Then the little brat followed Steward Ode to Moonlight Pavilion's kitchen.

After that, he spent the time tinkering away until Moonlight Pavilion was nearly dismissed for the day.

The little brat filled many small bottles. This was his first attempt today.

The result was very successful.

"Mhm, the flavor really isn't bad." He then placed more than thirty small bottles of Jasmine Flavored Milk Tea onto a tray.

With cheerful steps, he headed toward Moonlight Pavilion's classroom.

"Little rascal, why are you here?" Tang Yuehua knew Yun Yun could not stop him, but she had not expected this little brat to arrive so quickly.

"I developed a new product today. I came to let everyone try it and give me some feedback." Xiao Feng ignored Tang Yuehua.

He went straight to the podium, set down the tray, then took out a bottle of milk tea and handed it to a student in the first row.

"Classmate, give this a try. This is a fine thing This Young Master developed. Tell me how it feels." Xiao Feng handed the front-row student a bottle that could hold two hundred milliliters.

A shy girl accepted the bottle Xiao Feng handed over and timidly thanked him.

Then she took a sip.

The fragrance of jasmine and the rich sweetness of milk tea blended together, instantly exploding across her taste buds. "Wow, it's so good!"

Then, under everyone's gaze, she finished it without the slightest ladylike restraint.

Seeing this, Tang Yuehua thought from the podium, I'm done for. I've taught them for so long and built up just a bit of ladylike demeanor, but this little rascal destroyed it in an instant.

Tang Yuehua helplessly covered her face.

Everyone below the podium hurried up to claim their own share.

"Haha, what do you all think?" Xiao Feng was delighted. But behind him, Tang Yuehua quietly reached her hand toward his ear.

"You little rascal, I taught them for so long before they gained even a tiny bit of ladylike grace, and you almost completely ruined it." Tang Yuehua's face had turned dark with anger.

"Wife Yuehua, calm down. Haven't you noticed something? Here, you should try some too. I really did develop this." As he spoke, he picked up a bottle of milk tea from the tray with both hands and offered it to Tang Yuehua.

"Fine. But if it doesn't taste good, I'll beat you to death." Tang Yuehua looked at Xiao Feng with a fierce expression and raised her delicate little fist threateningly.

"Mhm, it tastes pretty good. Did you really develop this, Xiao Feng?" After elegantly taking a sip of the milk tea, Tang Yuehua's mood improved somewhat as she asked.

No matter the situation, Tang Yuehua remained calm and unruffled. She was the same whether facing people or things.

"Princess Xue Ke, This Young Master will give you two extra bottles. Take them back and help This Young Master promote them." Looking like he was the greatest man around, he handed the final two bottles of milk tea on the tray to Princess Xue Ke.

His intention was clear: spread the fame of the milk tea and lure Ning Fengzhi into discussing a partnership. After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was famously wealthy.

He had his ultimate goal.

With Tang Yuehua present, Xue Ke did not dare openly bully Xiao Feng. So after taking the two bottles of milk tea, she went home after class.

Though Xue Ke was young, that did not mean she was foolish.

On the contrary, she was exceptionally clever. For example, she saw a business opportunity in the two bottles of milk tea before her. This was definitely something that could make money.

Moonlight Pavilion was dismissed. After dinner, only a few maidservants, Steward Ode, Tang Yuehua, Yun Yun, and Xiao Feng remained, and they all went to the rooftop.

Lying on recliners, they were utterly at ease.

He now had a system. Though the system was not exactly proper, he believed becoming a god would not be a problem.

But Tang Yuehua was different.

So he had to find a path to immortality for his wife.

On the recliner, he shifted his body.

By chance, his gaze met that of Tang Yuehua, who was reclining beside him.

"What is it, Xiao Feng? I feel like you've suddenly become serious. I'm not used to it." Tang Yuehua's words left Yun Yun and Xiao Feng unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"I was thinking that we must always stay together in the future. The kind where we never die or perish." Xiao Feng gazed at the star-filled sky and spoke meaningfully.

"Alright, you're still so young. How old are you, thinking about never dying or perishing already?" Tang Yuehua was somewhat touched by Xiao Feng's words.

Because since Xiao Feng had said it aloud, that meant he would work toward it.

But hearing such words from a child barely over four years old and not even a meter tall felt somewhat strange to Tang Yuehua.

She did not think too much about it, treating it merely as a child's idea.

For a little boy who had not even awakened his martial soul to say something like this was indeed rather unbelievable.

So he stopped speaking.

Yun Yun, who was lying on his other side, thought it was entirely possible. After all, the boy before her was not only her Child Husband.

He was also the one whom the person who had brought her to this world had spoken of—the time in that world had been frozen.

Frozen time! What kind of terrifying existence could accomplish something like that?

Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou Imperial City, imperial palace, Crown Prince Residence.

"Oh? Why has my younger sister come today? Did you come to see your Older Brother?" Xue Qinghe, dressed in an elegant white robe, held Xue Ke in his arms.

Though she was now the false crown prince, she still doted greatly on this younger sister. After all, this sister posed no threat to her.

"Big Brother, let me tell you. I brought this for you—try it. It's especially delicious. A little brat in our class made it himself."

Xue Ke wriggled in Xue Qinghe's arms, wanting to get down. She knew this Crown Prince Older Brother doted on her greatly, but she felt it was better not to act spoiled.