The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

The fight spread all the way from the hall to the yard, and although Nan Xingchen dodged left and right, he was still whipped several times.

Nan Xingchen deliberately let Nan Lijun whip her twice. It was wrong for her to run away from home for several months without permission.

Let this old man hit me a few times, so he can vent his anger.

Besides, she knew clearly in her heart that Nan Lijun didn’t really want to hit her.

Nan Lijun couldn't bear to really hit her. Nan Xingchen was the apple of his eye, and he couldn't even bear to feel any pain for her.

He just wanted to scare her and test whether her cultivation had improved.

Gan Tang, who was standing by, felt his heart ached when he saw his young lady being beaten.

The young lady's arms were swollen from being beaten by the old prince. It was she who handed her the whip.

Will the lady resent and blame her? Then will she be even more reluctant to take her with her next time she goes out?

Thinking of this, Gan Tang was almost crying.

She should never, ever, accompany the old prince in acting out this drama!

Nan Qingru had just heard that Nan Xingchen had returned and had just stepped into the yard.

I saw this chaotic scene right in front of me.

Gan Tang quickly asked her for help: "Aunt Qingru, you are finally here, please help persuade the old prince."

"You little bitch, it's all my fault that I indulged you too much. You've become even more daring."

"Hide, you still dare to hide?"

"If you dare to run away from home again, I will break your legs. You left that letter. Is there no ink in the mansion? You only wrote one sentence. You have been away for almost half a year, and you haven't written a single letter to your family..."

Nan Lijun became angrier as he spoke, and he whipped Nan Xingchen harder without realizing it, and even Nan Xingchen's clothes were torn by the whip.

A few bloodstains suddenly appeared.

Nan Qingru couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat upon seeing this. Her father had a stubborn temper and it seemed that he was going to bring up old issues today.

She was about to step forward to dissuade him.

The crisp and sweet sound fell into her ears.

"Grandpa, if there is no news, then it is good news. I am out there training and I miss you every day. Besides, I didn't promise to write to you, did I?"

Nan Lijun said angrily, "You stinky girl, you still dare to quibble. Who doesn't know to send a letter home when they are away from home? Don't you understand this principle?"

Nan Qingru saw her niece Nan Xingchen, whom she hadn't seen for half a year. She was dressed in men's clothes, with her hair tied up with a jade crown. Her every move was rebellious, confident and outspoken.

Although she was being chased and whipped, she still smiled.

In an instant, a hundred feelings surged into my heart.

Xing'er, you look a lot like my sister-in-law...

Nan Xingchen successfully dodged another whip, leaped into the air and landed steadily on a big tree. She looked at Nan Qingru and said, "Grandpa, my aunt is here, please don't hit me again."

She was so clever that Nan Lijun thought she was trying to divert attention and said angrily, "You little bastard, are you trying to find an excuse to slip away?"

Nan Xingchen smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa, I, I really don't have any."

Her eyes swept across Nan Lijun and fell on Nan Qingru's face.

Nan Lijun was about to give him a lecture when a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Dad, you've been fighting for so long, are you tired?"

Nan Lijun paused, turned around and saw a pretty woman standing not far away.

He said with a straight face: "Qingru, when did you come?"

Nan Qingru's almond-shaped eyes curved slightly, and she took a few steps forward to snatch the whip from Nan Lijun's hand, and said with a smile: "Dad, you have been looking forward to it day and night, and finally got Xing'er back. Do you want to beat her away again?"

Nan Lijun blew his beard and said in a deep voice: "Nonsense, I don't want to be with this heartless girl."

Nan Qingru took his arm and said with a smile, "Dad, when Xing'er ran away from home, you often secretly took out the letter she left for you and read it. The letter paper was almost torn apart by you. Don't think I don't know."

"I, I didn't." Nan Lijun's eyes flashed and he immediately retorted.

Nan Qingru nodded repeatedly and agreed with a smile: "Yes, yes, you don't miss her anymore, right? Then let Xing'er go out for training again in a few days?"

"Still going out for training?" Nan Lijun's eyes widened slightly, and he cursed: "I think you and that girl are just the same."

Nan Xingchen jumped down from the big tree and came to the two of them.

Nan Qingru gave Nan Xingchen a subtle wink.

Nan Xingchen stepped forward and took Nan Lijun's other arm, smiling and flattering, "Grandpa, Xing'er knows she was wrong."

She touched her flat belly and said coquettishly, "In order to see you earlier, Xing'er traveled for three days and three nights without a drop of water."

Nan Lijun's heart tightened when he heard that. He lowered his eyes and glanced at her little face and said distressedly, "Are you hungry?"

Nan Xingchen hummed softly, pretending to be weak and holding his stomach, and said pitifully: "Grandpa, I miss home so much. I have been traveling for several days without sleep to come back. How can I not be hungry?"

She sighed deeply and continued, "Xing'er is so miserable. She was beaten up right after she came in before she could even drink a sip of tea."

Although her words were soft, they were quite damaging. Nan Lijun's anger turned into heartache.

This child must have suffered so much when he went out. His little face is so thin from hunger.

Nan Lijun looked at her distressedly for a long time, then turned around and ordered, "Hurry up and tell the kitchen to cook."

Gan Tang bowed cheerfully and said, "Yes, old prince, I will arrange it right away."

After saying that, Gan Tang was about to leave when Nan Lijun said, "Ask the kitchen to make the dishes Xing'er likes."

"Yes."

Nan Xingchen and Nan Qingru smiled at each other.

The matter of running away from home was considered to be an excuse.

Several people came to the hall and sat down.

Nan Lijun invited Nan Xingchen to drink tea and asked softly, "Xing'er, has your cultivation improved?"

Nan Xingchen took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Grandpa, it's just a small improvement, don't look down on me."

Nan Lijun frowned: "Grandpa was thinking that you had already broken through to the Spirit King level. It seems that you are quite skilled."

If Nan Xingchen had not damaged his real body in order to save Su Muwei, he also believed that he could break through to the level of Spirit King.

Unfortunately, it was a little disappointing. Nan Xingchen stuck out her tongue playfully and pretended not to care, saying, "Xing'er is not that great."

Nan Qingru said slowly: "I guess Xing'er must have broken through to the level of a great spiritual master."

"Aunt still understands me." After Nan Xingchen said this, he took another sip from the teacup.

Nan Lijun said proudly: "That's not bad. Xingyu has been practicing for so many years and has just broken through to the level of Spirit King. You have only practiced for less than a year and have already reached the level of Great Spirit Master. You are already better than many people."

Nan Lijun's eyes were filled with doting.

Nan Qingru smiled and said, "Dad is right. I have practiced for so many years, but I am only at the level of Spirit King. It seems that Xing'er is extremely talented."

Nan Xingchen is the only daughter of her brother Nan Jingtian. She is very talented and her aunt is proud of it.

After the food was served, several people sat down and talked while eating.

Nan Lijun suddenly asked: "Xing'er, Xingyu went to look for you, did you meet him?"

The smile on Nan Xingchen's face froze: "No."

Nan Lijun frowned: "This is strange. I asked Xingyu to go out and look for you a few months ago, but there has been no news from him for nearly a month."