Contacting Han Shanshan was not difficult. There was a unique way to send messages into the Heavenly Dao space, but it required sleeping—using a treasure to trigger a dream and break into Han Shanshan's consciousness. This method had existed for a long time, but when the Women's Legion was in the Heavenly Dao space, they had all been afraid of disturbing me, so it had rarely been used.
This time, of course, I was going to use the treasure in reverse and enter Han Shanshan's dream. Before that, though, I still needed to find somewhere to sleep.
"You can stay here with Qingcheng tonight, but you'll have to handle this matter yourself. If anything happens to the children, I'll never forgive you for as long as I live!" Sister Wife looked at me with some resentment. I hurriedly nodded and raised my hand to swear an oath, afraid that if I was even half a beat too slow, I'd end up kneeling on durian rinds.
Sister Wife was still not reassured. "Not a single hair out of place!"
"Yes!" I immediately answered loudly. Only then did she relax and hurry off to deal with official business. Zhao Qian looked at Snow Qingcheng and me, then smiled and picked up Ru Jin, who had been running around nearby the whole time. "I'm going to the research institute too. If anything comes up, send me a voice transmission. You two finally have some private time, so don't waste it."
Snow Qingcheng wore a serene expression and clearly hadn't thought of anything else. My old face, however, couldn't help turning red. But I urgently needed to find somewhere to lie down and contact Han Shanshan. We were an old married couple by now, so I shouldn't be worrying about saving face. I pretended