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Today, Leng Feishuang brought Steamed Bun outside to bask in the sun and it was good for her development. This was also the first time she brought Steamed Bun out in so many days.

"Look, is that the hall master's child?" A young disciple asked.

"He looks so much like the hall master and that lady. He's definitely a beautiful child." The other one added.

Leng Fei shook her head helplessly. She would know that it was like this once she brought Steamed Bun out, but this day would come sooner or later. She couldn't possibly let Steamed Bun stay in the house forever, right?

"What are you two talking about?" Xia Ziqian's voice came from behind the two of them.

The two of them were shocked as they hurriedly turned around, "Holy Maiden!"

"You may leave." Xia Ziyun said indifferently.

"Yes sir!" The two of them ran as fast as they could.

Xia Zi took a step forward and looked at Leng Feishuang in the pavilion and the child in the cradle at the side. She clenched her teeth, flicked her sleeve, and left.

Leng Feishuang looked at the place where Xia Ziqian had stood. The corner of his mouth curled up, and then he looked at Steamed Bun. He simply let Pi Dan out as well.

"Master, Pigu has missed you so much!" The moment he came out, he threw himself into Leng Feishuang's embrace.

But before he could pounce, he couldn't take another step forward. He saw that Steamed Bun's little hands were holding onto Piak's tail.

"Mother is mine!" Steamed Bun said in his childish voice.

Pigu Buyu wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Was it easy for him to be a beast? There used to be that terrifying man, but now a little demon king came.

Leng Fei let out a helpless smile as he reached out to grab the egg, "Pigu, you've grown so much now, I can't carry you anymore."

The egg is rolling around in Leng Fei's arms. Master actually thinks it's too big, wuu ~ ~ ~

Steamed Bun's face was dark. His round eyes stared at Pi Dan. His small eyes were full of threat.

Peeves felt a chill on his back, and reluctantly jumped off from Leng Fei's arms onto the ground.

"Little Sisters Fei," a gentle voice sounded from behind Leng Fei.

Leng Fei turned around and saw Qing Yue standing there in her white dress, looking like a celestial goddess from the nine heavens. She was so beautiful that even a woman's heart skipped a beat.

She pursed her lips slightly. "Qingyue, why have you come?"

Qing Yue lifted her skirt and slowly walked up. She looked at Steamed Bun in the cradle first, "He's so cute". After speaking, she wanted to touch Steamed Bun's face.

Who would have thought that Steamed Bun would turn his head to the side and avoid Qing Yue's hand.

Qing Yue raised her hand in the air, causing the atmosphere to turn awkward.

Leng Fei laughed dryly, "Haha, Steamed Bun is a little afraid of strangers."

Qing Yue smiled and retracted her hand. "This is you and Wu Xiang's child."

Leng Fei was startled. He had wanted to say no, but the words that came out were completely different, "Yes, I'm called Di Wushuang, my little name is Steamed Bun."

Qing Yue's hands tightened under her sleeves, her fingertips turning white. However, her face still revealed a gentle smile. "Very cute. I believe my fragrant mother will definitely like it as well."

"Mother?" Leng Feishuang was somewhat surprised to hear this.

Qing Yue was stunned for a moment before she smiled. "That's right, Agarwood's mother. What? Didn't Wu Xiang tell you?"

Leng Fei gave a smile but didn't say anything. Could she say that he didn't tell her anything? Naturally, she didn't know that he still had a mother.

"He only has one mother, and his father has already reached his limit. He has always been obedient to his mother ever since he was young. And because of this, Wu Xiang has taken over the family from a very young age," Qing Yue said as she sat down, her eyes filled with memories of the past.

Leng Feishuang merely smiled as before. That damnable Di Wuxiang had never mentioned his home to her, and wanted to see how she would deal with him when she returned.

Qingyue, I heard that you and Xiangxiang almost got married before this," Leng Fei suddenly asked.

Qing Yue's expression darkened as she smiled bitterly, "That's right. We grew up together and our family supported us. However, on the day of our wedding …" "I also fell asleep after that day, or rather, my soul was destroyed, but Wu Xiang used a precious treasure to slowly collect my dissipated soul."

For some unknown reason, when Leng Fei heard this, his heart felt an inexplicable pain. He could not help but think of that dream she had in the past, the girl in red in the dream.

Leng Feishuang's face was somewhat pale, his heart felt like it was being pressed down by a stone.

"My apologies, I'm a bit tired. I'll head back first." After speaking, Leng Feishuang pushed Steamed Bun up onto the ground and walked over to Blue Dragon Palace's side.

Qing Yue looked at Leng Fei's back, slightly pursed her lips, then turned and left as well.

When Leng Feishuang returned to his bedroom, Di Wuxiang wasn't there. It was unknown when Steamed Bun had fallen asleep. He felt really tired, so he too lay down on the bed.

Very quickly, Leng Feishuang fell asleep.

In the dream, there was still that girl dressed in red. Before, her face was still blurry, but today, that woman's face slowly became clear. When Leng Feishuang saw the girl, his eyes widened. Who else could it be other than Qingyue?

The plot changed very quickly. It was the scene of the woman being attacked by the white-clothed old men. Qing Yue was also hit by the old men as she slowly fell down from the sky.

When the man got closer, Leng Wuxiang could see that it was indeed Di Wuxiang. He had never seen Di Wuxiang in red before, which added a bit of charm to his appearance. Di Wuxiang rushed forward and tightly hugged Qing Yue.

Di Wuxiang's eyes were bloodshot as she looked at the dying Qing Yue in her arms. Tears dripped from the corner of her eyes, "I'm sorry, I came late!"

Due to a certain distance, Leng Feishuang was unable to clearly hear what Emperor Wuxiang had said, but it could be seen that he was truly very sad and also very desperate.

Leng Fei's heart ached. Di Wuxiang could clearly see the look in Yue's eyes. How could she be looking at her little sister? That was something only true lovers would have.

Leng Fei rubbed her face, not knowing when she started crying. She laughed at herself, wondering why she was so sad. It was just a dream.

Leng Feishuang, who was on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. The corners of his eyes were somewhat moist.

He slowly sat up and wiped the corner of his eyes. Why? Why would she dream about the matters between Di Wuxiang and Qing Yue?

Leng Fei could not understand and did not want to think about it. When she thought of the way Di Wuxiang carried Qing Yue, she felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Di Wuxiang walked in from the door. She looked at Leng Fei who was in a daze on the bed and lightly smiled as she walked over.

"What are you thinking about?" Di Wuxiang stepped forward and took Leng Fei into her arms.

Leng Feishuang regained his senses, slightly curling his lips. She would not bring the feelings from her dream into reality. Instead, he would place a backhanded arm around Di Wuxiang's neck to 'miss you'.

"Tell me honestly what you've been doing these days, always leaving early and returning late." Leng Feidi asked.