Douluo: Childhood Sweetheart Qian Renxue, Soul Rings Turn Into Veins

Lin Feng looked somewhat confusedly at Qian Renxue, who was lying on top of him.

The carriage rocked gently as a breeze flowed in through the window, rustling the beauty's cloud-like hair.

Lingyuan leaned against Lin Feng's shoulder, dozing lightly.

Qian Renxue's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her delicate hand subconsciously rubbing Lin Feng's stomach.

She murmured softly:

"Xiaofeng, I can't believe I've fallen so low, using your name to lure Hu Liena."

Her lilac tongue gently licked Lin Feng's ear, leaving a moist sensation.

Lin Feng shook his head slightly and smiled:

"Hu Liena is three years younger than us. How can you be so sure she likes me, even telling her not to let me down?"

Qian Renxue pouted, her slender fingers pulling at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth:

"Still denying it? Did you see the way that girl looked at you? Especially her spirit—it kept giving off seductive vibes. Seriously.

Oh, and then there's Yanyan. She might act like she just admires us, but who knows what she's really thinking deep down?

I heard from Sister Lingyuan that Ye Zixin, the so-called king of storybooks, keeps bringing new tales to read to Dugu Yan. That guy might have already turned into a little demon."

Lin Feng shrugged:

"Can't help it. Your man is just that charming."

Lingyuan chuckled from Lin Feng's shoulder, wrapping her soft arm around his neck, her apricot eyes gazing at him:

"Lin Xiaofeng, are you feeling proud of yourself?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow:

"Lin Xiaofeng, have you let your pride get to your head?"

"Haha, no, come on!"

Qian Renxue smirked and suddenly started tickling Lin Feng's waist. Then, her thumb and index finger pinched together and twisted!

"Hiss—"

Lin Feng put on a suitably pained and contorted expression.

"Still pretending?!"

Qian Renxue snorted, though her eyes were full of laughter.

Rolling her eyes at Lin Feng, she said:

"Xiaofeng, more and more girls are falling for you. It's starting to annoy me."

Lingyuan winked at Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue scoffed:

"Sister Lingyuan is different. We've lived together for so long now."

Lin Feng cleared his throat:

"Well, when you agreed back then, we'd only been together for two years."

Qian Renxue glared and smacked him hard on the head:

"Like you're one to talk! You already had that look in your eyes when you saw Sister Lingyuan. Obviously liked her but refused to admit it, just waiting for me to say no so you both could sulk?

You think I can't tell? I'm your childhood sweetheart—there's nothing I can't see through."

Lin Feng chuckled and pulled Qian Renxue into his arms:

"Is this the dignity of the empress consort speaking?"

Qian Renxue took the chance to lie down comfortably:

"Just this once. Honestly, I still feel a bit uncomfortable about it. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be willing to share at all."

Her delicate fingers hooked under Lin Feng's chin:

"Lin Xiaofeng, there won't be a next time. Sister Lingyuan was my gift to you~ haha."

She actually burst into laughter by the end.

Lingyuan didn't speak, only leaned gently against Lin Feng's shoulder.

It didn't matter what Qian Renxue thought. As long as she could stay by Lin Feng's side, that was enough.

Qian Renxue breathed steadily:

"Xiaofeng, where are we going next?"

"Without Grandpa Chrysanthemum following us anymore, we can go wherever we like. I think that snow-covered city we visited last time up north was pretty nice. Let's make that our next stop."

Qian Renxue twirled a strand of her hair, brushing it lightly under Lin Feng's nose.

Lin Feng pressed down her restless hand and said:

"Sure, but we can't stay there too long. I might need to take care of some things."

Qian Renxue tilted her head:

"What kind of things?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment:

"We haven't visited the border regions yet. It's about time. Who knows—we might stumble upon something interesting."

"Alright. I'd like to see how people live over there too. I've heard that the farther you go toward the borders, the more respected spirit masters are. And there's also more crime. Not sure if it's true or not.

Hmph, they better not let me catch any of our Spirit Hall people bullying the weak. If they do, I'll be sure to teach them a lesson."

Lin Feng felt gratified. It seemed that over the past couple of years, Qian Renxue's concern for the common folk had reached a new level.

This was exactly what Lin Feng had hoped for.

If things had gone the way they did in the original story—spending every day mingling among royal and noble circles—then even with good intentions, it'd be hard not to be tainted by that environment.

Like that former cold arrogance, looking down upon the world, caring about no one.

Doing only what she pleased, acting on whims.

Even when facing her enemy Tang San, she could let him go time and time again, just because she didn't think highly of anyone else.

But now, though she remained aloof and proud, her heart was with the people. That was a good thing.

Lin Feng brushed her forehead gently:

"Xiaoxue, sometimes I think you'd make a pretty good emperor yourself."

Qian Renxue frowned:

"Emperor? No way. Doing all that tedious work every day—what's so great about that? It'd drive me crazy.

And dealing with all those nobles? Did you forget those days we spent in Heaven Dou City?

Even my smile was rare back then.

If I hadn't talked to Grandpa and convinced him to send someone else in my place, I don't know how much longer I'd have had to endure it.

So stop bringing that up like Grandpa does. I'm happiest when I can live freely with you all.

Leave those boring duties to His Holiness the Pope."

Qian Renxue opened her mouth, but in the end, couldn't bring herself to say the word "Mother."

"Alright, we'll do things your way."

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head gently:

"Our next stop should be the Sunset Forest. Grandpa Dugu gave us special permission to check it out—and we might even pick some herbs while we're there."

Lingyuan looked surprised:

"He contacted you again? But I've never been to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well before. Can I go this time too?"

Lin Feng nodded:

"He handed me over a dozen bottles of pills to resist toxins. Looks like we can come and go as we please.

He also mentioned that he hasn't visited the Yin Yang Well in a long time. Before, he had to suppress the toxins in his martial soul by staying there. Now he doesn't need to at all.

From the way he spoke, it sounded like he was handing the place over to me.

He's probably having too much fun getting beat up in the Douluo Hall every day."

"Pfft."

Qian Renxue shook her head:

"Yanyan's grandfather really is a strange one. Though he's got a decent temperament, I suppose."

Lingyuan looked thoughtful:

"Xiaofeng, did you take all the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well back then?"

Lin Feng shook his head:

"Immortal herbs are precious, but they still depend on their age. There were lots of herbs I didn't recognize, and even Chrysanthemum Douluo's compendium didn't have them listed. I only took a few I was familiar with.

To be honest, there are probably still some unknown immortal herbs left there."

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