"Sometimes, I think I'd like to be abducted by you once more. After all, you've kidnapped me more than once. It's just a pity that this time, you're the one leaving of your own accord." Xue Qingcheng lightly wrapped her arms around my neck, her expression filled with melancholy.
Of course, I knew which abductions she was referring to.
Each one had indeed been an unforgettable memory—the Six Divine Heavens, the Ninth Layer of Heaven, and even the Eight Desolations World.
This matter alone had filled every fragment of her memories, so naturally, she remembered it deeply.
"A masochist?" I laughed.
Xue Qingcheng tapped my forehead and complained, "You're the masochist. I don't have any tendency toward abuse."
Knock, knock, knock.
There was another soft knock at the door. I straightened my clothes, then went out to open it.
"Brother, I'll be the bad guy this time. People from the Third Palace are already here. I told them to wait, but they just wouldn't." Jing Xiaoman snorted.
I reached out and rubbed her head. "Don't get so used to calling it the Third Wife. You're such a little thing—at least call her Sister Qian."
"Oh, but that's what everyone calls her." Jing Xiaoman muttered.
Xue Qingcheng followed behind me and immediately rapped Jing Xiaoman on the head. "You don't learn the good things, only the bad ones. If you have children in the future, would you dare teach them like this? I'll have to give you a good spanking first."
"What? I'll definitely teach them properly! Really, Sister Xue, I've already thought it through! When I give birth to a little Devil Lord in the future, I'll definitely have him learn from you, Sister Xue!" Jing Xiaoman panicked.
"Hmph, a little Devil Lord? Are you planning to give birth to