The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Shen Qianqiu took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the turbulent emotions surging within him.

He turned and scrutinized Wang Long for a moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice changed tone.

"Brother Wang, you...you've reached the Saint Realm?!"

Wang Long smiled and nodded frankly.

"Just lucky."

Shen Qianqiu shut his mouth, and after a long while shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed softly.

He'd lived to such an old age and seen countless geniuses, but a prodigy like Wang Long was truly a first for him.

When he left last time, he was only a half-saint, but in just a few days, he has already stepped into the saint realm.

Who would believe such a breakthrough speed?

"father!"

A clear shout came from behind the crowd, and then a small figure pushed through the crowd and rushed over.

Qin Jiaojiao buried her face in Wang Long's arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and spoke in a muffled yet sweet voice.

With an uncontainable joy.

"Dad, you're finally back! Jiaojiao missed you so much!"

Wang Long squatted down, gently patted her back, and then ruffled her fluffy head.

"Daddy misses you too~"

Qin Jiaojiao lifted her head from his embrace, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly noticed Ye Niannu's figure beside Wang Long.

She blinked, looking Ye Niannu up and down with curiosity, her little face full of inquiry and amazement.

Ye Niannu looked down at her, and their eyes met for a moment.

Ye Niannu smiled first, a gentle and bright smile. She reached out and gently rubbed Qin Jiaojiao's hair, speaking softly.

"You must be Jiaojiao? My husband mentioned you to me; you really are a clever and adorable girl."

Qin Jiaojiao was stunned by her touch. She looked up and stood there for a moment before exclaiming "Wow!" Her face was full of amazement.

"Sister, you're so beautiful! Even more beautiful than the fairies in paintings!"

Ye Niannu was amused by Qin Jiaojiao's straightforward praise, her eyes crinkling with laughter. She squatted down to be at eye level with Qin Jiaojiao and pinched her chubby little face.

"You have such a sweet tongue; no wonder your husband dotes on you so much."

As he spoke, he took out a spiritual artifact that shone with a soft light from his storage ring and handed it to Qin Jiaojiao.

"This is a gift from your older sister, don't be shy, just take it and play with it~"

It was a jade pendant that shimmered with a pale golden light. The pendant was no bigger than the palm of your hand, and its surface was engraved with intricate and mysterious runes.

It exudes a spiritual aura, and one look at it tells you it is no ordinary item.

Shen Qianqiu glanced at it from afar, and his pupils suddenly contracted. This was at least a Heaven-Rank Spiritual Artifact!

The surrounding instructors and disciples all gasped in shock, their eyes glued to the jade pendant, their pupils almost popping out of their sockets.

Is a Heavenly-Rank Spiritual Artifact just given away so casually?

They usually have to save up spirit stones for several years before they dare to buy even a low-grade spiritual weapon, but a Supreme Realm expert can casually pick up a Heaven-grade one...

Is this something to play with?

Do people say that?

Qin Jiaojiao's eyes widened as she carefully took the jade pendant with both hands.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch, and a warm sensation flows from my palm into my limbs and bones, making me feel much more comfortable.

She tilted her head back, her voice becoming somewhat stammering.

"This...this is too valuable..."

"Keep it; your older sister has plenty of good things."

Then he stuffed a large number of pills and spiritual plants into Qin Jiaojiao's arms, so much so that she couldn't carry them all.

"Your daughter is my daughter too. Just tell your older sister if you need anything."

Ye Niannu didn't care about seniority; being called "sister" by such a cute little girl made him feel indebted.

I was so happy.

"Thank you, sister!"

Qin Jiaojiao's eyes lit up; she felt like she had suddenly become rich!

Ye Niannu stood up with a smile, her gaze passing over Qin Jiaojiao's head and landing on the white figure at the back of the crowd.

Xu Wanyun was standing at the end of the stone steps, wearing a white dress, with her black hair flowing like a waterfall, and a smile on her face, but the smile was somewhat tense.

She looked over, her eyes showing a hint of unease and nervousness.

Ye Niannu's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, and her smile softened even more.

She didn't know how to face Ye Niannu.

I've always had this feeling that I stole someone else's man.

However, Xu Wanyun genuinely liked Wang Long.

Seeing this, Ye Niannu released Qin Jiaojiao and walked towards Xu Wanyun with light and composed steps.

The crowd followed Ye Niannu's footsteps and looked over, whispering among themselves.

She stopped in front of Xu Wanyun, tilting her head slightly to examine her.

A moment later, Ye Niannu took the initiative to extend her hand, her voice gentle.

"You must be Wanyun, right? My husband mentioned you to me on the way here, saying you're gentle, intelligent, understanding, and a wonderful person."

Xu Wanyun was taken aback upon hearing this.

She was still considering how to bring it up. Ye Niannu was a Supreme Realm expert and the Holy Maiden of the Primordial Holy Palace, whose status and position were far above hers.

Xu Wanyun thought she would be ignored, or at least scrutinized, but Ye Niannu in front of her did not have the slightest condescension.

Those peach blossom eyes were full of sincere smiles, as if she were talking to a sister she had known for many years.

Xu Wanyun's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and she reached out to hold Ye Niannu's hand, speaking softly.

"Sister, you're joking. I'm not as good as Uncle Long makes me out to be."

Ye Niannu chuckled at her words and took Xu Wanyun's hand in return.

"Sister, don't be so reserved. We both belong to my husband. We have a long life ahead of us, so let's get to know each other slowly."

Qin Jiaojiao looked at this and that from the side, hugging the jade pendant and smiling from ear to ear. She turned her head and winked at Wang Long.

Wang Long was amused by her quirky and mischievous appearance, and shook his head helplessly.

Shen Qianqiu finally recovered from his shock, stepped forward, cleared his throat, and put on a smile again.

"Brother Wang, you're planning to stay at the academy permanently this time, right? I've already arranged a courtyard for you. Just let me know if you need anything..."

Wang Long shook his head, interrupting his enthusiastic arrangements.

"Brother Shen, you're too kind. I've returned this time to take Wanyun and Jiaojiao away."

Shen Qianqiu's smile froze.

"Where are you going? You're not going to abandon Wenxin Academy, are you?"

He looked at Wang Long with a mournful expression, leaving Wang Long speechless.

"I'm just taking Jiaojiao and the others back to Daqian for a while."

He explained.

"Jiaojiao hasn't seen her mother for a long time."

Shen Qianqiu's smile faded slightly, and he remained silent for a moment.

He nodded slowly.

"Since you have important business to attend to, I won't insist you stay. However... if you encounter any difficulties, Wenxin Academy will always be your support. Just let me know."

Wang Long felt a warmth in his heart and bowed to him with clasped hands.

"Thank you, Brother Shen."

Upon hearing that she was going back to Daqian, Qin Jiaojiao jumped up and down with joy.

She grabbed Wang Long's arm and shouted excitedly.

"Great! I can go back to see my mother! She must miss me so much!"

Xu Wanyun had already packed her bags and walked to Wang Long's side, naturally taking his arm.

Wang Long looked down into his daughter's bright eyes, his heart warmed, and he reached out to rub her head.

"Yes, I'll take you home to meet your mother. She'll be very happy to know we're coming back."

The little chirp let out a clear, melodious cry.

Wang Long put his arm around Ye Niannu's waist and leaped onto the bird's back. He then reached out and pulled Xu Wanyun up as well. Qin Jiaojiao was already impatient.

She climbed up using both hands and feet. Little Chick's golden feathers were fluffy and warm, and felt soft and fluffy underfoot. Qin Jiaojiao couldn't help but lie down and rub against them.

"Hold on tight."