"Xian'er, is my father still not back?"
Feng Xian'er felt that Xue Lan always addressed Chen Li as her father. "He is still learning blacksmithing from Sister Diqiu right now, and he usually gets too engrossed whenever he learns something new, so I don't know when he'll come back."
"Let me hold your son." Feng Xian'er directly handed Chen Long to her, and Xue Lan looked so happy every time she carried him. "He looks like his father."
"Big Sis Lan, aren't you interested in getting married?"
"No." Xue Lan answered it without the slightest hesitation. "Before I was born, I remembered memories of my past, and I have become accustomed to living alone. Besides, such a feeling will hinder my cultivation, so I don't want to have one."
