"What's the matter, Zi Xiao?"
Lu Changsheng noticed Ling Zixiao's gaze and asked.
"Nothing."
Currently, with Nangong Mili and Meng Xiaochan beside them, Ling Zixiao just lightly shook her head, indicating that their sons Lu Lingxiao and Lu Wangshu had also visited some days ago.
"I know."
Lu Changsheng held his wife's hand and said warmly.
Watching Lu Changsheng being so tender toward Ling Zixiao, Nangong Mili felt a pang of inexplicable jealousy in her heart.
Even though she was always aware of Lu Changsheng's situation, seeing this scene still made her a little uncomfortable.
...
Later that night.
Lu Changsheng embraced Ling Zixiao and spoke soothingly.
"Now that Xiao'er is back, I plan to let him start handling the affairs of the Immortal City, so I can devote my time and energy to cultivation, aiming to form my core soon."
Nestled in Lu Changsheng's arms, Ling Zixiao spoke.
