That night, Ian Song was reading by lamplight—not a book about the imperial exams, but one describing the customs and culture of Valeguard.
"Young master, I made you a bowl of lotus seed soup."
Yoyo Chen pushed open the door and entered, carrying a bowl of lotus seed soup.
"Aren't there servants in the house now? Why do you insist on doing everything yourself?" Ian took the soup from Yoyo Chen with gentle concern. Since returning to Songjia Village, Ian had taught her the Harvest-Haze Art, and under his guidance, she had already cultivated inner qi and advanced to the Martial Master realm.
Ian didn't place much importance on martial arts techniques—after all, he could just scan and acquire the arts of any stronger martial artist he met.
So, not only did he teach the Harvest-Haze Art to Yoyo Chen, he also passed it on to Chloe Cao.
After a month, Chloe Cao had fully converted her true qi into harvest-haze qi, greatly increasing her strength. At the same time, Ian also corrected the flaws in her Sword of Drizzling Rain technique.
Her swordsmanship improved dramatically, leaving her in awe—her junior brother was simply too monstrous. So, she was reluctant to leave Ian's side, knowing she could only benefit more by staying with him.
It's worth mentioning—
After moving into the new house, Ian began sharing a room with Yoyo Chen—but it was only sharing a room. He hadn't consummated the marriage, since Yoyo was still young, and he couldn't bear to rush her.
Thanks to their improved living conditions and successful cultivation, Yoyo Chen had grown even more beautiful—almost matching Chloe Cao.
After Ian drank the lotus seed soup and washed up with Yoyo Chen's help, he went to bed. Yoyo quickly undressed down to her undershirt, slipped under the covers, and snuggled up to him.
Ian naturally put his arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. "Go to sleep."
"Young master!"
Yoyo Chen rubbed against Ian Song.
"What is it?"
"When are we going to have a baby?" As soon as she said it, Yoyo Chen's pretty face flushed bright red.
Ian couldn't help but laugh—he still saw Yoyo as a big loli, so how could he let her have a child?
He gently tapped her nose. "We'll talk about it when you're sixteen."
"But I want to give the Song family an heir as soon as possible!" Yoyo Chen stared at Ian stubbornly.