Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1322 - 1361: Jun Moyan, Can They Move In Together?

A few days later, Feng Liyan brought a pile of spirit herbs and spiritual medicine into the Soul Suppressing Hall.

Watching the attendants run back and forth to arrange Feng Liyan’s room, place elixirs, and even spread dirt in a corner of the sleeping chamber to plant spirit grass directly, Jun Moyan couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his eye.

He repeatedly tried to pull Wen Xiao’ai away, who looked like she was helping but was actually playing around with the attendants. Unfortunately, having been deprived of seeing so many living people, especially her familiar playmates, Wen Xiao’ai simply didn’t want to leave.

She had really been bored these past few months.

Upon seeing so many familiar playmates today, she was so joyful that she left Jun Moyan aside, chatting non-stop with them.

Those attendants, usually very casual with Wen Xiao’ai, formed a cheerful group when they reunited, having much to talk about, especially wanting to express their care as they saw Wen Xiao’ai with a big belly.

However, that man stood beside them all the time. Even with his expressionless face and silent demeanor, the way he looked at Wen Xiao’ai was overwhelmingly affectionate.

Yet, considering he is the legendary Ancient Spiritual Object, the Soul-suppressing Beast that dominions of all realms have to salute, they felt immense pressure and dared not initiate conversation with Wen Xiao’ai. Not to mention the invisible, oppressive aura surrounding him, which rendered them unable to meet his gaze.

Answering Wen Xiao’ai’s questions was done nervously, occasionally stealing glances at his reactions.

Initially, they worried whether such a being, alive for tens of thousands or even longer years, could have human emotions and genuine feelings.

Would the Little Princess, inexperienced in worldly affairs, suffer any grievances because she fancied such a grand figure?

Could this eminent entity, with such honorable status, have a lavish harem of three thousand?

But it seemed they had thought too much; esteemed Sir Moyan was genuinely very kind to the Little Princess, having no other females around him.

"Medicine King, Medicine King, are they staying here with you?" Wen Xiao’ai asked excitedly.

Feng Liyan, sipping tea leisurely at the table, replied unhurriedly, "I can’t make that decision; you need to ask if your man will allow it."

Turning her head, Wen Xiao’ai eagerly asked Jun Moyan, "Jun Moyan, can they stay here too?"

Looking into Wen Xiao’ai’s hopeful eyes, although reluctant to reject, Jun Moyan gently tapped her little head and softly refused:

"No."

He still felt uneasy about the last incident where Nie Jiuque impersonated him to deceive Wen Xiao’ai, and he could never let idle people appear within the protective circle of the Soul Suppressing Hall.

If malicious individuals were to infiltrate and harm Wen Xiao’ai... the mere thought terrified him.

"Jun Moyan~"

Wen Xiao’ai tugged on Jun Moyan’s sleeve, pleading, "Just let them stay until I have the baby, please~"

"I have no one to play with, and I’m so bored. Just let them accompany me, please~"

Jun Moyan sighed softly, holding her little hand, comforting her tenderly, "You have me, the Medicine King, and the baby with you. If you truly feel bored, they can come visit you often."

"Now that you’re pregnant, it’s inconvenient to be around too many people."

Jun Moyan knew well how wild Wen Xiao’ai’s playfulness could get, and if she accidentally bumped into something, he would be heartbroken.

Moreover, all these attendants were male.

Wen Xiao’ai hadn’t differentiated between genders.

The more he thought, the more Jun Moyan felt he couldn’t let them stay; they should be sent away immediately.