“Has a name given to the baby yet? What is his name?”
Ji Mo Ya’s eyes were full of stars as he gently smiled, “His pet name is Little Treasure, that’s what most people are used to calling. Ancestral Uncle had wanted to name him, but I stopped Ancestral Uncle and requested for you to be the one to name him. You have done so much to bring Little Treasure into this world, his name is rightfully yours to give.”
Huan Qing Yan gave him a side glance, at least he has some conscience.
“Then I will give him a name. I only want him to live a peaceful and happy life from now on without suffering any more disasters. Let us call him An Ning.”
(Cuppa: An Ning or 安宁, means peaceful, or tranquil, or free from worry.)
“Ji Mo An Ning? That’s a nice name! As expected of a name given by the lady.”
Huan Qing Yan ignored his teasing. This was her greatest wish and blessing for Little Treasure.
She carefully held Little Treasure in her hands as though she was holding precious porcelain. The son that she missed for over a year has finally returned after being lost. No words could describe her feelings at that moment.
Bliss!
What is the feeling of being bliss? This is it. Her son is well and fine and within her hands. While Ji Mo Ya stood at her side, guarding over her while looking at her with deep love…
However, Huan Qing Yan had always felt that happiness and blissfulness were like fleeting clouds in the sky. It would come and soon scatter, she was afraid that in the future…
“Little Yan, what are you thinking?”
“I no longer want a life of being under the scrutiny of everyone. I only want to live a peaceful and simple life while watching over Little Treasure. I am afraid that something might happen in the future, one that neither of us can stop…”
Ji Mo Ya decisively replied, “No, I will not allow anything to happen again. Our marriage is something that everyone hopes for…”
The people causing the problems have basically been dealt with, such as Madam Ru and others.
Huan Qing Yan shook her head, “Ji Mo Ya, don’t be too full of your words. The Witch Bai Li Zi Xi is still roaming outside. It is said that not only did she elude capture, she has also created many Devil Men. Bai Li Zi Xi has deep enmity towards me…”
“She is now only a stray dog that everyone is trying to beat up. The Eight Great Clans and Holy City are all putting all their efforts to seek out the Devil Men in hiding. The Golden Spirit has been placed at all crucial checkpoints to detect the Devil Energy, she will be captured the moment she gets near, she will not dare to come.”
Huan Qing Yan picked up Little Treasure from the bathtub and wrapped him in a comfortable towel before walking towards the bed with him in her arms.
She spoke as she walked, “Ji Mo Ya, you should know that the Golden Spirit is a limited consumable. She could just send Devil Men to continuously exhaust the Golden Spirit. After that, she will have no problems entering any place, be it the Eight Great Clans or the Holy City.”
Ji Mo Ya turned silent for a while before adding, “Her cultivation is low now. We do not need to be afraid of her even if she appears.”
“We do not need to be afraid, but Little Treasure’s cultivation is still too low. Also, I am tired of such a life, unlimited socializing, the constant intrigue. The life of a Great Clan member has only brought me great discomfort. I only want a simple and peaceful life. I only want to protect Little Treasure…”
Even though the Bai Li Clan had treated her very well, she never felt a sense of belonging here.
Besides, behind Bai Li Zi Xi was another mysterious Devil Eye!
Ji Mo Ya suddenly recalled the hidden trace of Devil Energy inside Huan Qing Yan before, it should be planted by someone they know, but who can it be? His investigating was unable to yield any results yet.
Little Yan’s worries were indeed logical.
“Little Yan, why not we bring Little Treasure away after we get married, we will hide in a secluded corner on the continent and wait for Little Treasure to grow up. We will discuss other matters once Little Treasure can protect himself, what do you think?”
Madam Ru’s incident had affected Ji Mo Ya to a certain extent; he was no longer as indifferent about these matters as he displayed on the surface.
