Chapter 328: Dessert before dinner, father is honored by daughter

"Grandpa will certainly pay close attention to what His Highness orders, especially since there is a recipe."

Dugu Yan looked at Qian Renjue with full obedience.

They are alone in their lives.
No matter the present or the future, they are all given by Qianren Jue.

Watching the small porcelain bottle being taken into Qian Renjue's hands.

Dugu Yan couldn't help but remind:
"Your Highness, please be careful. Grandfather said that the toxicity of this poison is unheard of."

"Well, I know that."

Qian Renjue smiled and nodded, then put the small porcelain bottle into the system space.

He reached out and touched Dugu Yan's hair.

He looked up at Ye Lingling, who had already served him the soup and was waiting for him to take his seat.

"Okay, let's eat."

"Ah."

Dugu Yan's face turned red.

She held Qian Renjue's hand, brought it to her lips, and kissed it gently.

"Uh--"

Qian Renjue was stunned and looked at Dugu Yan helplessly.

"Yanyan, aren't you afraid that the porcelain bottle might be stained with poison?"

"The Yannu is not afraid."

Dugu Yan blushed and shook her head gently.

She still remembered the special identity that Miss Xue arranged for her.

As the personal maid of His Majesty the Holy Son.
What happened to Tietie?!

"Ok."

Qianren was helpless.

He held the hands of the two women beside him, and pulled Dugu Yan and Ling Yuan towards the table.

"Lingling, I will take you back to the academy after dinner."

"Well, it's all up to you."

Ye Lingling took off the veil that covered her pretty face.

Zhan Yan smiled softly
This is an extremely gentle smile that only appears in front of Qian Renjue.

Qian Renjue sat next to her.

He leaned towards her slightly and kissed her beautiful lips as a pre-dinner dessert.

Ye Lingling's face was shy as she slowly moved in and out.

She likes absolutely everything.

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Qian Renjue was having lunch with Ye Lingling.

Far outside Tiandou City, in a complex of buildings dominated by tall towers.

In a relatively primitive and cool forest.

There stood a little girl with short pink hair, her pink and purple eyes full of resentment.

Her pretty face was stained with sweat.

She pursed her pink lips and raised her slender left arm.
Aim the hidden weapon on your wrist at the tree in front of you.

The tender fingers at the root of the green onion trembled slightly, and three cold lights shot out and nailed into the tree trunk.

Three arrows made only one sound.

This is enough to show the high quality of the silent sleeve arrow on the little girl's wrist.

"Brother Shengzi~you are a big liar!"

Ning Rongrong trotted to the bottom of the tree and kicked at the roots with her little feet.

Venting out his inner dissatisfaction.

"This sleeve arrow is so boring. Rongrong doesn't care about your gift~"

"Big liar! He didn't even come to see Rongrong."

"You clearly promised me that! You're even worse than Rongrong!"

"..."

Ning Rongrong held the arrow and kept carving something on the tree trunk.

If you get closer.

You can see that on that thick tree, within Ning Rongrong's reach
They are all engraved with Qian Renjue's name.

Not far away, in the pavilion attic used for summer vacation.

Ning Fengzhi raised his glasses and looked at his darling daughter who was venting alone in the distance.

There was a helpless smile on his face.

"It seems that Rongrong not eating lunch shouldn't be a big problem."

"Feng Zhi, how do you become a father?"

Next to him, Bone Douluo stood on the railing, hugging the large pillar of the attic.

He turned his head and glared at Ning Fengzhi.

"Little Princess Rongrong is on a hunger strike, and you can still laugh."

"Uncle Gu, there's nothing I can do." Ning Fengzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It wasn't like he was trying to make his precious daughter sulk.

"Humph!"

Jian Douluo, who was standing on the top of the attic, snorted coldly.

"Isn't he accompanying the little girl from the Ye family? I'm going to grab him now."

"Yes! Xiao Jianjian, let's go catch him now!"

Bone Douluo yelled.

Qian Renjue is so abominable!

Little Princess Rongrong was made angry and she didn’t want to play with them anymore!

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, didn't you notice?"

Ning Fengzhi did not stop him, but leaned on his crutches and raised his index finger to poke his glasses.

He smiled and said:
"Every time the Holy Son appears in Tiandou City, he appears suddenly and then disappears suddenly."

Jian Douluo flipped down from the roof.

Hanging upside down on the eaves, the drooping hair is naturally combed together, like the blade of a sword pointing downwards.

"Feng Zhi, what do you mean by this?"

"What I mean is that it is not an easy task to stop the Holy Son."

Ning Fengzhi had admiration in his eyes.

"Space ability!"

Bone Douluo easily thought of the key, which was the spatial attribute he possessed.

"That's right!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded and analyzed:
"The Holy Son should have some kind of soul skill or soul bone skill that can allow him to travel back and forth between Wuhun City and Tiandou City in a very short time."

Jian Douluo's white sword-like eyebrows furrowed, his face became even more angry, and he said indignantly:

"That guy is even more infuriating if you say that!"

"You obviously have such a convenient spirit skill, why don't you come and see our Rongrong?"

"Xiao Jianjian is right, it's even more infuriating!"

Although Bone Douluo was surprised at Qian Renjue's spatial ability.

But I am more afraid that Ning Rongrong will be sad.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. The Holy Son might think Rongrong is too young to attack."

Ning Fengzhi had a wry smile on his face.

Looking at his daughter who was venting her anger under the shade of the tree, holding two Zhuge magic crossbows again.

“How cute these little ones are.”

Bone Douluo squatted on the guardrail with a doting look in his eyes.

He didn't mention the matter of capturing Qian Ren Jue again.

Instead, he asked curiously, "Speaking of Feng Zhi, what gift did he send this time?"

"..."

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a moment.

Youyou said: "It's the kind of thing that is collectively called a hidden weapon, called innuendo. I've seen it, it can cause damage to a soul master without soul power!"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words.

Jian and Gu were both silent, with seriousness in their eyes.

Killing the Soul Master is naturally nothing.

But if you add the words "no soul power required", the value will be qualitatively improved.

"It seems that the rise of Spirit Hall is unstoppable."

Jian Douluo had emotion in his eyes.

He doesn't think that this small but lethal gadget cannot be mass-produced.

"Yes, he may be the most successful pope."

Ning Fengzhi felt somewhat relieved.

Bone Douluo was surprised:

"Feng Zhi, you actually gave that boy such a high evaluation?"

"Uncle Gu, do you know? More and more low-level and intermediate spirit master academies are cooperating with the Spirit Hall. I'm afraid that in a few years, the Spirit Hall will become the highest institution of learning in the world!"

Ning Fengzhi, leaning on a crutch, actually felt somewhat frustrated.

"This Saint has laid the foundation for the continued prosperity of the Spirit Hall. I cannot compare to his foresight."

"Haha. I may be honored by my daughter in the future."

Ning Fengzhi made a self-deprecating remark as if jokingly saying so.

The sword and bones remained silent.

Not to mention anything else, Qian Daoliu made them unable to resist.

But think about it carefully.
This seems good.

They can all live a more relaxed life, Fengzhi and Rongrong too.

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)