Chapter 450: Wen Zhiyun’s Fury
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Deacon Cave Abode, Chen Manor.
When Chen An returned with Yin Ji and Han Shuiyi, his wives and daughters had yet to return.
“Father, did you bring food back?!”
Seeing that her father had gone out and returned, Chen Yike immediately ran up excitedly and asked.
Her attention was completely focused on the food, and she ignored Han Shuiyi behind her father and Yin Qingyan’s corpse lying on the ground.
Chen An did not bring any food back. He could only touch her head and change the topic.
“Where’s your mother?”
“Mother is picking vegetables in the vegetable garden. She said that she wants to personally cook a delicious meal for me!”
Chen Yike said proudly.
Obviously, she knew why her tigress mother suddenly treated her so well.
It was nothing more than the tigress mother being very happy to know that her daughter had the potential to become a sage. She was so happy that she made an exception and made a delicious meal for her.
“Father, is there anything to eat?”
Chen Yike brought the topic back to food. She was not successfully diverted by her despicable father.
The corners of Chen An’s mouth twitched slightly. He immediately threw Yin Qingyan’s corpse in front of the silly daughter and said to her,
“Yes, I brought a female ghost back for you to eat.”
“Mother, there’s a ghost!!!”
Seeing Yin Qingyan’s corpse that had been thrown out, Chen Yike was shocked. She opened her mouth and shouted deafeningly.
Upon hearing the silly daughter’s shout, Wen Zhiyun, who was far away in the vegetable garden, was instantly teleported over.
However, her gaze was not on her daughter, but on Yin Qingyan’s corpse and Han Shuiyi.
“Why did you bring this person and this corpse back?”
She frowned and questioned Chen An.
Chen An felt a little guilty under her gaze, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally confessed honestly,
“I plan to take the Palace Lord of the Goddess Palace as my concubine. As for the corpse of the Yin Domain’s Domain Lord on the ground, 1’11 bring it back for Yin Ji to refine Yin Corpses. By the way, the female ghost that Little Yike killed with a punch…”
“… Chen An!” Before he could finish speaking, Wen Zhiyun, who was in front of him, interrupted coldly. “We agreed that there would be no more than ten. How many are there now? Count them!”
“…” Chen An was silent.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you mute?” Wen Zhiyun said aggressively, “You don’t want to count, right? Then I’ll count for you personally!”
After saying that, she stretched out her slender and fair hand in front of Chen An and counted angrily.
“Ying’er, Yue’er, me, Sister Shen, Jiu Ji, Sister Xiao, Sister Ning, Sister Yin, Sister Long, Sister Lin, there are exactly ten of us!”
“…” Chen An was still silent.
He knew Wen Zhiyun’s personality very well.
When this arrogant concubine was angry, it was best not to speak if possible.
Otherwise, if he didn’t say anything right, he would definitely explode on the spot.
Seeing that he still didn’t speak, Wen Zhiyun didn’t give up and continued to retort angrily,
“You want to take the Palace Lord of the Goddess Palace as your concubine, right?”
“Alright, then divorce me and take her in as a concubine!”
“This way, there won’t be more than ten!”
“What do you mean no more than ten? 1 was just saying it casually back then…”
Chen An could not help but defend himself.
Wen Zhiyun exploded on the spot.
She glared at Chen An and said with red eyes,
“Just saying?”
“Alright! Then 1 was only saying that I casually agreed to marry you!”
“From now on, I’m not your wife. Don’t even think about climbing into my bed in the future!”
After saying that, she picked up the silly girl beside her and teleported her back to the room.
‘You’re not a wife to begin with. You’re a concubine…’ Chen An cursed in his heart.
He only dared to criticize silently and did not dare to say it in front of Wen Zhiyun.
After all, he was at fault in this matter first.
“Husband, um… do you want to comfort Sister Wen?”
Yin Ji hesitated for a moment before persuading.
Chen An replied, “It’s fine. Let her be alone for now. When her anger has mostly subsided, I’ll coax her.”
Seeing that her husband had said so, Yin Ji did not care anymore.
In this family, she was just a concubine who was close to being marginalized.
She did not have much of a presence and did not dare to speak nonsense to her husband, lest she angered him.
As for Han Shuiyi, who was the fuse of the argument, she remained silent from the beginning to the end, afraid that she would offend either party.
About two hours later.
The wives and daughters who had gone to the Fox Hall to visit their relatives in the morning had all returned. Every one of them was carrying bags of things. It was the strange flowers and fruits that Jiu Huayu had insisted on bringing back.
“Husband, this is…”
Seeing Han Shuiyi in the hall, his wives were puzzled.
Chen An went forward to explain to them that he planned to take Han Shuiyi as his concubine tonight.
His wives did not react when they heard this. At most, they were surprised and did not say anything.
Because they knew very well that they could not influence his thoughts at all.
Since that was the case, they might as well compromise and let him do as he pleases.
This way, at least they could foster a considerate and obedient image in his eyes and obtain more favor from him.
This was the difference between them and Wen Zhiyun.
Or rather, Wen Zhiyun was special.
In this family, only Wen Zhiyun dared to disobey and talk back to Chen An, and even scold and hit him.
Of course, the price was that she would be dragged into the room by Chen An every time after the incident and beaten up. Otherwise, it would damage his prestige as the head of the family.
“Ying’er, Qing Yi, Jiu Ji, the three of you bring the Palace Lord to the empty room inside. Set up the wedding room there and help her dress up. Especially her body, remember to take a flower bath.”
Chen An said to Song Huaying and his three wives.
The three of them were very obedient. They simply replied, “Got it.” Soon, they brought Han Shuiyi to the empty room.
“As for Yue’er and the others, go to the kitchen and prepare dinner.”
Chen An arranged for his remaining wives.
The wives were equally obedient and immediately worked together.
Some went to boil water, while others went to prepare ingredients.
As for the remaining daughters, they ran around the house and played.
Some ran into the bridal chamber.
Some ran into the kitchen.
In the bridal chamber.
Song Huaying was in charge of dressing up Han Shuiyi, while Shen Qingyi and Jiu Ji were in charge of decorating the room.
When she was dressing up, Song Huaying’s mouth did not stop for a moment. She kept talking to Han Shuiyi and introducing every member of the family to her. She was very enthusiastic.
Han Shuiyi responded with a smile on the surface, but she was extremely resistant in her heart.
As the Palace Lord of the Goddess Palace, she had always thought highly of herself for tens of thousands of years. But now, she had to greet a group of ants as her sisters. This was a great insult to her.
Especially when there were children running and playing in the house, it annoyed her even more and she wanted to scold them loudly.
However, she had no choice. She had already acknowledged Chen An as her master. She had to endure all of this.
Otherwise, she would end up like Yin Qingyan, or a fate even worse than death.
On the other hand, while his wives were busy, Chen An, as the head of the family, did not idle. Instead, he came to Wen Zhiyun’s door and stopped. He reached out and knocked.
“Zhiyun, can I come in and talk to you?”
“Piss off!”
The only response he received was Wen Zhiyun’s scolding.
But soon, the voice of the silly second daughter, Chen Yike, sounded.
“Father, Mother is crying. She’s crying a lot. Come in quickly.”
Wen Zhiyun hinted at the silly daughter to say this.
Because she could not bring herself to let Chen An come into the room to coax her, she could only hint to the silly girl to say it.
When Chen An heard this, he pushed the door open and entered without thinking.
After chasing the silly daughter to the kitchen, he took out two Cleaning Talismans from his storage ring with a thought and pounced on the bed before Wen Zhiyun could react.
“Get up!”
“I won’t.”
“Chen, hurry up and get… Ugh!”
Before Wen Zhiyun could finish speaking, Chen An covered her mouth.
They were already an old couple. He knew Wen Zhiyun’s temper very well.
When coaxing this arrogant concubine, her words were always weak. He had to find another way to coax her with practical actions to reconcile with her..
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