I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Chapter 1203 Is the fight to be a father because of love?

Xiao Hong relayed the information very slowly.

At first, Tang Xiaopangzi didn't connect Xiaohong with Ning Ruan's spirit sword.

After all, what sword cultivator could do something so despicable?

I found out later.

So even if Xiaohong read very slowly, he patiently listened to her sentence by sentence.

They will ask questions seriously if they don't understand something.

Xiao Hong, of course, couldn't answer.

She could recite it, but she still didn't understand.

Therefore, the task of answering the question was left to Ning Ruan.

This went on for a full seven days.

Mu Yiqiu finally got to listen to the paid content for free—

Why are the four kings of the Shadow Clan vying to become his father?

"...Floating Shadow, look into my eyes...tell me, did you ever...love...me?"

"No."

"What did you say?"

"I don't love you, I never have loved you."

"Then who do you love? Is it the Northern King? You love him? You love him, don't you?"

Who I love is none of your business.

The man's tall, slender figure leaned down, completely pulling her into his arms.

He only regretted not being able to...into...his very bones and blood, his deep voice carrying...a fierce undertone, "Floating Shadow, how dare you say...it has nothing to do with me? How dare you?"

"Your Majesty the Eastern King, I only wish to be strangers to you."

“Stranger? You’re dreaming. Even if you die, you can only die by my hand. Floating Shadow, I don’t care… who those three children are… who they are. As long as they are… yours are mine. I will be their… father, their only father.”

Xiao Hong's retelling was quite a headache at first.

I couldn't even understand what it was babbling about.

Even Tang Xiaopangzi had to listen and ask questions at the same time.

But after listening to it for seven days in a row, Mu Yiqiu was able to understand it without any problems.

Xiao Hong no longer speaks in syllables of two words at a time, unlike before.

It can now even spout seven or eight words at once.

The only problem is that although there are many characters in "蹦" (bèng), most of them are meaningless and the punctuation is quite strange.

Mu Yiqiu's method is to ignore how Xiaohong punctuates the sentences.

Once the dialogue is heard, all pauses and breaks are automatically ignored.

"Continuous" is easier to understand than "broken".

"That's absurd." Mu Yiqiu's expression was indescribable. "So, the whole scramble to be a father is really just because of love?"

"You think it's love?" Ning Ruan countered.

"Isn't that right? He's so in love that he's willing to become a father unexpectedly."

"Do you have someone you like?" Ning Ruan asked.

Without thinking, Mu Yiqiu replied, "Do my parents count?"

Ning Ruan didn't really understand what love was.

She lived most of her previous life, but she was still a minor.

The age of starting high school.

However, due to his naturally weak constitution, he never went to school despite having money.

They have even fewer opportunities to meet members of the opposite sex who are the same age as them.

The only time I've had contact with it is in the game.

The vegetables are dead.

She not only had no urge to fall in love, but even wanted to climb over the internet cable and cut off the other person's Wi-Fi.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded. "I guess so. You love your parents, so would you hurt them?"

"Yes, I can." Mu Yiqiu looked at her strangely. "Being able to beat them down, isn't that impressive?"

Ning Ruan: “?”

This example seems to be incorrect.

She rephrased it, "Would your father hurt your mother?"

Mu Yiqiu: "...Yes, you can. If you can beat my mother down, that's pretty impressive."

After saying that, she added, "But it's unlikely. My father can't beat my mother. My mother is a very powerful swordsman, much more powerful than my father. They have fought countless times, but my father has lost every time."

Ning Ruan: "..." Very good.

Makes sense.

She gave up on giving examples.

He simply said, "Let's just say it's because of love."

One-sided love that one believes in can barely be considered love.

No problem.

Mu Yiqiu: "I still don't understand."

“It’s okay if you don’t understand, just respect it,” Ning Ruan said.

Mu Yiqiu: "..."

Although she didn't understand, then again, this plot was clearly not what she liked.

Even in many ways, there were things she didn't understand.

But she remembered every single detail of what Xiaohong recounted, not missing a single word of the story.

I listened to everything.

They listened with great interest.

I want to know what happens next.

They've probably gone mad.

Seven days later.

Xiao Hong swayed her body and said to Ning Ruan:

"Master, Xiao Hong has finished speaking."

My speech is much more fluent than before.

The two weeks of studying were useful.

On the other end of the communication talisman, Tang Xiaopangzi also spoke up at the right time:

"Miss Ning, I have a feeling that our novel will be another bestseller!"

"Can you sell it as soon as possible?"

"...If Miss Ning has this need, Linglong Pavilion will offer it as soon as possible."

"Then as soon as possible, as fast as you can."

"Alright, I'll take care of it. Don't worry, Miss Ning. I guarantee that the entire Shadow Clan will soon hear the name of this novel."

Speaking of names, Mu Yiqiu couldn't help but interject, "The name has been decided? Which one?"

Although those backup names were all quite bizarre.

But she still wanted to know which one could stand out from the crowd of bizarre names.

Tang Xiaopangzi quickly replied, "Oh, it's Miss Mu. The name has been decided. I think all the names Miss Ning suggested are very good, so we used them all."

"We will directly engrave this book into the jade slip; it doesn't matter if there are multiple titles."

"Are you crazy? Printing the novel on a jade slip?" Mu Yiqiu was filled with disbelief.

“Miss Mu, you are mistaken. It is precisely because jade slips are mostly used to inscribe cultivation techniques that ordinary people would react in the same way you do. They would wonder what kind of content would be inscribed on a jade slip.”

Tang Xiaopang lowered his voice and chuckled twice, "However, this method cannot be used often. It can be used for the first few batches, but it won't work for the later ones. But it doesn't matter, after all, the reputation has already been established. Miss Ning, what do you think?"

"can."

Ning Ruan doesn't care where the content is printed; she only cares about efficiency.