"Father, are you very sleepy?"
Xiao Ling'er stood beside the bed, only half a head taller than its edge. Half her little face peeked out, her large eyes blinking constantly, her eyelashes fluttering.
"Not sleepy!"
Ning Xiaochuan lay flat on the bed, his hands clasped over his chest as he circulated the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, beginning to restore the Martial Dao Profound Qi within his body.
"Then why are you lying on the bed?" Xiao Ling'er lightly scratched her head and asked curiously.
"I'm injured! I need to heal."
Ning Xiaochuan answered patiently.
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
The profound qi between heaven and earth rapidly gathered toward him, merging into his blood and flowing into his Martial Heart Palace, swiftly replenishing the depleted Martial Dao Profound Qi.
Yu Ningsheng pushed open the vermilion door. Tall and graceful, beautiful and moving, she was like a fairy treading on waves descending from the heavens into the mortal world, stepping into an ordinary man's room.
Her long hair drifted behind her, and she wore a veil of thin gauze.
She slowly walked inside and stood upon the blue flower stone slab floor. Glancing at Ning Xiaochuan lying on the bed, she slightly furrowed her brows.
This was her bed. No man had ever lain upon it before. Ning Xiaochuan was the first.
"Ah!" Yu Ningsheng glared fiercely at Xiao Ling'er.
Xiao Ling'er, however, had no idea she had done anything wrong. She happily ran over and hugged Yu Ningsheng's legs. "Mother, Father is injured."
"Then don't disturb him. Let him recover!" Yu Ningsheng's voice was clear and lovely. She glanced at Ning Xiaochuan once more, then took Xiao Ling'er's little hand and led her outside.
Ning Xiaochuan's injuries had not actually been serious. The main issue was simply