Ling Yun deeply yawned, indicating that he was tired and going to sleep!
The little one was full of energy, and she said in her babyish voice, "Daddy, let's play Fight the Landlord."
Ling Yun certainly could not fall into that trap, so he shook his head and said, "You guys play. Right, this is your reward."
He took out three cans of Want Want milk, which were the ones the little one had just tricked her way into getting during the kart race. She had won, just look at how happy it made her.
When An Qing came out, she ran into Ling Yun. Neither of them spoke, yet An Qing looked as though she had more to say.
The little ones drank their Want Want milk, but with no one to play with them, they were finally coaxed into sleep under An Qing's bedtime stories.
The moment Ling Yun closed his eyes, An Qing arrived...!
The night passed without incident!
When the little one woke up, she was woken by the noise. The divine palace was being repaired, and it was truly so noisy.
Ling Yun was instructing the divine guards in the cultivation of martial techniques, and the three little ones came over as soon as they finished breakfast.
"Is An Qing not around?"
"Mommy went to work," the little one replied in her babyish voice.
Ling Yun was surprised. She could still get out of bed after things had been so intense last night—truly, a woman's mouth is a deceiving ghost that cannot be trusted. Next time, even begging for mercy would be useless!
"Beibei, come here."
"Handsome Uncle!"
"I'm going over there to check on their work for a bit. Keep a good eye on the divine guards' martial techniques for me, and don't let