Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Yun Qianxun gazed at Yun Jianxue's flushed cheeks, a touch of warmth spreading across her cool and aloof eyes, and softly said:

"You're pregnant, don't get angry. Go back to your room and rest. I'll take him aside and teach him a lesson."

After saying that, she turned to Xie Xiaoyi and asked as she walked, "How is Jianxue?"

Xie Xiaoyi looked at her and gently shook her head: "It's nothing, just normal morning sickness. Didn't you go through it too?"

Ordinary morning sickness?

He described it as effortless...

Yun Qianxun frowned, pouted, and retorted, "It's so unfair, all the sins you men have committed..."

They just pat their butts and call it a day, but in the end, it's us women who suffer and endure the pain.

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi simply shrugged and smiled, "You can't say that, can you?"

I'm the one who puts in the effort, and you're the ones who enjoy the benefits. I can't expect you to get all the good things while I don't want to share any of the hardship, can I?

Pregnancy is a matter of yin and yang balancing each other; each has its own responsibilities, so how can we only consider one side's perspective?

That's just sophistry!

Yun Qianxun glanced at him, her gaze lingering on his roguishly handsome face for a long time...

She suddenly remembered the past—

At that time, he was possessed by demons and lost his mind, and did such a despicable thing to her.

She had sworn an oath to be his sworn enemy, to kill him without hesitation...

But who could have predicted that, after all the twists and turns, she would willingly let him entangle her, win her over, and eventually even give birth to his child?

He just said that he was the one who did the hard work, while others enjoyed the benefits...

How despicable! They got the benefit but are now acting innocent.

I really want to teach him a lesson.

"I've recently mastered two new sword techniques; would you like to try them out?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi became interested and immediately nodded, saying, "Alright, I also want to see how good Sister Qianxun's sword intent is."

The two walked towards the sea, one after the other.

Yun Qianxun stopped, raised her hand, and drew her sword: "Xiao Yi, these two sword strikes of mine are quite powerful, you should use a sword too!"

Xie Xiaoyi stood with his hands behind his back, raising only two fingers, his fingertips brimming with inner energy, a relaxed smile on his face:

"I'd rather be whipped senseless by your sword energy than dare to draw my weapon against my wife."

These words warm my heart.

Yun Qianxun glanced at him and said softly, "Are you sure you don't want to use your sword?"

Xie Xiaoyi's tone carried a hint of casual indulgence:

"Sister Qianxun, I'm a doting husband. If I were to draw my sword and fight you, I'm afraid I'd hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qianxun felt a surge of sweetness in her heart: "If that's how you put it, then I'll begin, but I'll be gentle."

"Let's begin. I'll just take the beatings without fighting back. I'll endure whatever my wife does to me."

Yun Qianxun gave a light snort, flicked her wrist, and slashed out with her sword, sending a sword aura straight toward Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi's expression turned serious, and he quickly brought his two fingers together, instantly forming a semi-transparent Qilin phantom around his body, which transformed into a thick energy shield to firmly protect himself.

"boom--"

The sword energy struck the phantom of the Qilin and was instantly shattered, dissipating into specks of air that vanished without a trace.

Yun Qianxun was taken aback. She had thought that her newly mastered sword technique was quite powerful, but she didn't expect that it couldn't even break through his qi shield.

"The second sword strike is coming!"

She shouted, her wrist sank even lower, and she used seventy percent of her strength in this sword strike, making the sword energy even fiercer and faster as she slashed straight down.

"boom--"

A loud bang.

The sword energy shattered upon impact with the Qilin Shield, without the shield even trembling.

Seeing that her two sword strikes had been blocked, Xie Xiaoyi deliberately teased her, "Sister Qianxun, put in a little more effort, I can take it."

How awful!

Provoked by him, Yun Qianxun's expression darkened slightly, and she gritted her teeth: "Don't be so smug, here comes the third sword strike, I'll use my full strength!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her aura surged, she gripped her sword with both hands, poured all her strength into the sword, and slashed out fiercely.

A silver-white sword aura, several times thicker than before, roared out and slammed into the Qilin Qi Shield with a whooshing sound.

"Boom—!"

The loud noise sent sand flying everywhere on the beach. The phantom of the Qilin trembled slightly, its light flickering, yet it remained intact.

"My wife is amazing! Let's do it again!"

"I'm not coming!" Yun Qianxun sheathed her sword, stomped her foot, and glared at him. "All you do is use your cultivation to intimidate people. I can't break through this qi shield!"

Xie Xiaoyi withdrew the illusory Qilin and stepped forward to comfort him:

"My dear wife, I can indeed suppress people, but I can't just use my cultivation level to suppress you, can I?"

"You're such a smart aleck..."

"Mmm! Chihiro-nee, I can be even more sarcastic sometimes. Did you like it then?"

Yun Qianxun frowned. Honestly, this is getting more and more absurd.

Just as he was getting annoyed, a clear child's voice suddenly came from not far away, growing louder as it approached: "Father—Mother—"

Xie Qianyu, with her hair tied in tiny double buns, ran swiftly with her short legs, heading straight for the two of them.

Murong Wei followed closely behind, hurrying after her, her voice full of worry: "Qianyu, slow down, don't fall!"

Xie Xiaoyi immediately dropped his playful grin, his expression softening instantly, and strode forward to meet him.

Before her daughter could reach her, she bent down and scooped her up in her arms, lifting her high in the air.

Xie Qianyu wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and nuzzled his cheek softly, saying, "Daddy!"

Xie Xiaoyi lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Why are you running so fast? Did you miss Daddy?"

"I miss her! I miss my mother too!"

Xie Qianyu then turned to look at Yun Qianxun and asked, "Mother, what are you and Father doing?"

Yun Qianxun smiled slightly: "Your father is disobedient, so I need to teach him a lesson."

"Yes, your mother wants to discipline me, so today your father will let her do it properly. Qianyu! Go play with your mother, Murong, and let her discipline me alone."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qianxun's cheeks instantly flushed red...

Xie Qianyu blinked her big, round eyes, tilted her little face up, and asked curiously:

"Can't I watch Mother scold Father? I want to see Mother scold Father!"

Xie Xiaoyi laughed heartily and reached out to rub his daughter's head: "Daddy is ashamed, so I can't let you see this kind of thing."

Yun Qianxun was both angry and embarrassed, and raised her hand to slap him on the shoulder: "Xie Xiaoyi! What nonsense are you talking about! The child is still here!"

Murong Wei walked over and took Xie Qianyu from Xie Xiaoyi's hands:

"Alright, go play with Mother Murong. Let your senior sister teach your father a lesson, okay?"

Yun Qianxun's face turned even redder, and she turned to glare at Murong Wei: "Junior sister, you've also started to act improperly, haven't you?"

Murong Wei was not afraid at all, and smiled at her with her eyes crinkled: "This is called being influenced by one's surroundings."

"My senior sister will give me a good talking-to when she gets back. I'll take Xiaoqian and me to deliver some snacks to Sister Jianxue!"

Xie Qianyu, perched on Murong Wei's shoulder, waved her little hand at Yun Qianxun and said in a clear voice, "Mother, please be gentle when you scold Father!"

Yun Qianxun was stunned...