Douluo: Qianyue was reborn, I am her own brother

Time passed.

With Qian Renxue and her brother's company, Bibi Dong's recovery time was greatly shortened.

She returned to normal in about half a year.

After that.

Qian Xunji gradually transferred the affairs and power of the Papal Palace to the Holy Maiden.

This had been prepared for a long time.

With the support of the elders, everything went smoothly.

Qian Xunji therefore gained a lot of free time.

Besides cultivation,

his greatest pleasure was spending time with his children.

……

The rising sun brought a hint of chill.

Qian Xunji, with nothing to do, pushed a dining cart and slowly strolled into the yard.

With a smile on his face, he picked up a rag.

He bent down to wipe the stone table in the yard and shouted into the house with a smile:

"Xiaoxue, Xiaojue, breakfast is ready——!"

Qian Xunji's voice spread throughout the courtyard.

Inside the room, on the bed,

the siblings who were sleeping embraced stirred.

Qian Renjue hugged the delicate body next to him, snuggling into the soft embrace.

He frowned slightly, his eyes not opening, still sleepy.

Qian Renxue opened her hazy purple eyes, looking at Qian Renjue in her arms.

Feeling the leg pressing on her,

her eyes were filled with helplessness, but more with doting.

She gently pulled out the strands of hair that were being pressed down, and then released Qian Renjue's hold.

Qian Renxue left the bed and stood up.

Her beautiful hair was as smooth as a waterfall, naturally falling over her shoulders.

She wore a pure white suspender dress, exposing her round shoulders and delicate collarbone.

Her two lotus arms were slender, yet not bony.

Beneath the hem of the dress that covered her buttocks, her slender legs were straight and well-proportioned.

Her eyebrows were like paintings, and her nose was straight.

Every inch of her skin was as white as snow and as delicate as porcelain.

At the age of nine, she was already graceful and charming, showing signs of becoming a beauty capable of captivating a nation.

She lowered her eyes to look at Qian Renjue.

Her face, as moist as a peeled lychee, flushed slightly.

She moved her lotus steps lightly and walked towards the bathroom.

Not long after.

The sound of water stopped, and Qian Renxue had finished washing and dressing.

She returned to the bedside with a wet towel.

"Jue, it's time to get up. Dad has already made breakfast and brought it here."

Qian Renxue called softly.

At the same time,

she pulled her pillow out of Qian Renjue's arms.

"Sister… I know."

Qian Renjue眯着眼睛翻了个身，抬手遮光、还要缓缓。(This sentence is in Chinese. Please provide an English translation)

"Alright, stop squinting, or you'll fall asleep again."

Qian Renxue's face was full of teasing, as this kind of thing had obviously happened many times.

"No, I'll just squint for a little while."

Qian Renjue's words were muddled.

"But that's what you said last time."

Qian Renxue smiled dumbly, gently pulling Qian Renjue's hand away.

She covered his face with the wet towel.

"Uh!"

A refreshing sensation came over him.

Qian Renjue couldn't help but shudder, instantly waking up a lot.

"Get up quickly, I'm going out first."

"Okay."

Receiving a response, Qian Renxue smiled softly and tidied up the bed.

Then, with light steps, she walked out of the room.

Looking back, she urged:

"Hurry up!"

"Coming!"

Qian Renjue responded in a muffled voice.

He raised his hand to cover his face with the towel, rubbed it a few times, and then took it away.

He sat up, his eyes filled with a trace of drowsiness.

He looked left and right, surveying his surroundings.

Qian Renjue suddenly raised his hand, stretched, and yawned.

"Haaah!"

A few tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Qian Renjue rubbed his eyes, then put on his shoes and stood up.

At the age of nine, he already had the physique of a young man.

He was one and a half meters tall.

His figure was slender, yet not weak.

His face was seven or eight parts similar to Qian Renxue's.

He was too well-nourished.

His skin was a little delicate, but not feminine, nor did he lack handsomeness.

His blond hair was slightly messy.

His eyebrows were slightly angular, showing perseverance.

His purple eyes were bright.

The lines at the corners of his eyes curved slightly upward, like a smiling spring breeze, warming the heart.

He went to the bathroom to wash and tidy himself up for a moment.

Wearing a white and gold robe, he ran out quickly with a smile.

"Jue! Not ready yet?!"

Outside, Qian Renxue's urging voice came.

Qian Renjue's footsteps didn't stop as he responded loudly towards the yard.

"Sister! Coming!"

Before the sound faded.

Qian Renjue had already run out.

He saw Qian Xunji, who was meticulously arranging the food.

He greeted him with a smile.

"Dad…"

Qian Xunji looked up.

Smiling, he nodded and said, "Xiaojue, come over quickly, let's eat."

As he spoke, the last dish in his hand was placed.

Qian Xunji also sat at the table.

"Okay."

Qian Renjue nodded with a smile and walked towards Qian Renxue's location.

"Sister, let me help you."

"Okay, be careful, I'll get the bowls…"

Qian Renxue nodded and handed the hot soup to Qian Renjue.

She turned to distribute the prepared bowls and chopsticks one by one.

Qian Renjue placed the hot soup in the middle.

Then he sat down.

Qian Xunji smiled and took Qian Renjue's bowl, and then Qian Renxue's.

He said warmly with a smile:

"Come, have a sip of hot soup to warm up first."

"Thank you, Dad!"

"……"

At the small open-air stone table, Qian Renxue and her brother sat next to each other.

Qian Xunji sat opposite them.

He occasionally put food in front of his children.

He chatted about some trivial family matters and interesting things happening in the world of soul masters.

And some gossip.

For example, which family's mistress was pregnant, whether it was a boy or a girl.

Which family's successor was a girl.

What was her martial soul, what were her talents and appearance.

Amidst Qian Renxue's eye-rolling,

Qian Xunji still brought up the topic that he occasionally mentioned.

"Xiaojue, if you want any family's girl, you can tell Dad."

"The empire's, the sect's, we have everything!"

Qian Xunji chuckled, his face filled with pride and a bit of arrogance.

"Dad, I'm still young, not in a hurry."

Qian Renjue looked up, swallowed his food, and shook his head gently.

Qian Xunji said with a smile:

"It's good to be young, so we can cultivate feelings."

Qian Renjue rolled his eyes helplessly.

He said amusingly: "Dad, I haven't even met them, how can I possibly choose?"

Qian Renxue frowned, not wanting to talk about this topic.

But Qian Xunji didn't give up.

"Xiaojue is right, Dad can find someone to draw them…"

"Alright, Dad!"

Qian Renxue put food in Qian Xunji's bowl, glaring at him.

"Hurry up and finish eating, didn't you say you were going to accompany me to cultivate?"

"Haha… you're right, then let's not talk about it."

Qian Xunji said with a smile, not saying anything more, but reminding him one last time:

"Xiaojue, remember to tell Dad if you really like someone."

"Got it, Dad."

Qian Renjue nodded with a smile, and the topic came to an end.

He was already used to this.

Whenever Bibi Dong was away.

Qian Xunji basically wouldn't miss Qian Renxue and her brother's three meals a day.

Occasionally,

Qian Daoliu would also come over to have a bite.

……

Half an hour passed.

On the wide lawn in front of the Hall of Worship,

Qian Renxue was sparring with Qian Xunji, honing her soul skills and combat techniques.

I wish everyone a happy life!