"Brother Tian, I have an idea." Zhao Qian held my arm, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"What is it? Just say whatever you have to say." I thought to myself that the more Zhao Qian's current behavior differed from before, the greater the change in her must be.
I had reached this conclusion because of what happened during the great battle between the Three Palaces and One Sect.
Only in wartime could a person's true state be revealed. Only when fighting for one's life would one's true nature show itself.
The Zhao Qian of that time was indeed quite fresh and unfamiliar to me.
At least when it came to fighting, she was anything but vague or hesitant.
There was the bloodlust, the excitement, and the grasp of strategy and schemes. Even after ten thousand years of tempering, the domineering aura etched into her very bones still seeped out. That was why I judged Zhao Qian to be a different person from before.
"If possible, I really would like a boy. Ru Jin has always wanted a younger brother, too. But could we... hurry things up a little? Would three shichen be enough? As for the remaining time... I want to leave more of it for the others in the Three Palaces. Of course, over the course of a day, I hope I can set aside some more time to chat with the sisters and you. It isn't only about having children." Zhao Qian smiled.
I looked at her in surprise. "Why? Aren't the masters of the Three Palaces and One Sect each given a full day, while their other family members get half a day?"
"Brother Tian, I took advantage of the rules earlier, didn't I? I met with you first. But quite a few of the sisters haven't