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Na'er remained curled up in her blanket, saying nothing, as if silently resisting Ye Wen.
But Ye Wen didn't let this stir any other emotions within him. Children grew up, and raising them wasn't just about discipline—it also required patient guidance.
The relationship between Na'er and the Silver Dragon King had always been ambiguous, and her current state left Ye Wen unsure of what to do. All he could do was use this silence to ease the tension in Na'er's heart.
Na'er, huddled under the blanket, felt utterly mortified. Twice—twice already!
Her own father had seen her in such an embarrassing state, even though she hadn't wanted it to happen.
But—
After a long silence, Na'er realized that if this issue wasn't resolved, sooner or later, something far worse would happen.
This warm home—she truly didn't want to lose it.
With an awkward wriggle, her already messy silver hair once again came into Ye Wen's view.
"Daddy."
Na'er mustered her courage and looked at Ye Wen with a shy expression.
This scene reminded Ye Wen of their first meeting. At this moment, his eyes were filled with fatherly affection as he raised his broad palm to gently stroke Na'er's head.
In that instant, the words Na'er had mustered the courage to say got stuck in her throat. Ye Wen's gentle touch also stirred memories within her.
It was the warmth she had felt when Di Tian had thrown her, confused and lost, into an unfamiliar place during her naive years.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I've been hiding something very important from you for a long time," Na'er said apologetically.
Ye Wen's hand paused for a moment before he gently shook his head and continued to comfort her.
"It's alright. I know you wouldn't harm me. It's just that this secret is difficult for you to tell me, isn't it, Na'er?"
"Mm."
At that moment, Na'er's tense, curled-up body finally relaxed.
The room fell silent once more, but Ye Wen didn't rush her to reveal the secret.
After all, Na'er had grown up under his watchful eye—she was a kind-hearted, considerate child who cared deeply for her family.
After a while, Na'er finally suppressed the jumble of emotions in her mind and continued.
"Daddy, you know that I was created by the Silver Dragon King. Everything about me is under her control."
As she spoke, Na'er's eyes were filled with complexity, her thin lips lightly biting down.
Ye Wen sensed Na'er's complicated emotions and began gently rubbing her messy hair again.
"It's alright, Na'er. I promise you that Na Na won't harm you anymore. This was part of our agreement before the marriage. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let her off so easily."
Hearing Ye Wen's words, Na'er's eyes grew even more complex, but more importantly, her previously desolate heart began to feel warmth.
"Thank you, Daddy.
But it's not as simple as you think, Daddy.
My relationship with the Silver Dragon King isn't just that of a creator and creation. Actually—"
Here, Na'er hesitated again, and Ye Wen's heart sank. He thought, 'Please don't tell me it's what I'm thinking. If it is, that's terrible.'
But at this point, Na'er knew that continuing to hide the truth was meaningless. She softly said,
"In reality, we are two bodies sharing one mind. My essence is actually a fragment of the Silver Dragon King's soul and personality that she separated and placed into a physical body. This ensures her maximum control over this body.
So when she first fused her consciousness with my body, we became inseparable. No matter what happens, we will always share some degree of sensation. That's why I reacted the way I did.
And… and when necessary, I can serve as nourishment for her healing, allowing us to merge back into one."
By the time she finished, Na'er's eyes were filled with obvious sorrow.
After all, knowing that one's existence was false and that they could be sacrificed at any moment—no one would feel good about that.
At this point, Ye Wen's emotions remained calm, like a stagnant pool of water.
Na'er didn't know how to continue the conversation either. She could only wrap herself tighter in her blanket, feeling small, pitiful, and afraid.
The room fell silent for a long time. Ye Wen's breathing grew heavier, and he painfully covered his forehead with his right hand.
'It's bad. Despite all my precautions, I never expected Na'er and Yue Na's relationship to be like this. At first, I thought Na'er was an independent individual, just constrained by Yue Na.'
Unable to bear Ye Wen's oppressive silence,
Na'er cautiously extended her flawless, glowing arm from under the blanket and gently tugged at Ye Wen's sleeve.
"Daddy, it's really not a big deal. It's just that when you and her are… doing that, I can't fully control the Silver Dragon King's bloodline within me. Normally, I'm fine.
Please don't dwell on this, Daddy. I'll be alright. At most, I'll feel a little uncomfortable sometimes. Don't let this affect your relationship with Yue Na because of me."
Hearing these almost humble, pleading words, Ye Wen's heart clenched. He lovingly grasped Na'er's hand.
He tucked Na'er back into her blanket, wrapping her tightly, and gently stroked her head a few times. Softly, he said,
"Don't talk nonsense. Don't worry, Daddy will find a perfect solution to your problem."
Looking at Ye Wen's gentle smile, Na'er didn't know what to say. She could only pull the blanket tighter around herself and nod slightly.
"Mm."
As Ye Wen left Na'er's room, his expression was complicated. Though he had confidently claimed he would solve the problem earlier, dealing with souls wasn't something that could be easily resolved.
In terms of hierarchy, the laws of the soul were nearly on par with the laws of space. Ye Wen's mastery of spatial laws was purely due to external assistance, but the soul? That was completely beyond his understanding.
'If only I could find the plane's consciousness now… Sigh.'
"Could I ask Na Na to solve this? Knowing her temperament, she'd definitely be furious if she found out I knew the truth. If there were a solution, she wouldn't have delayed until now."
After calming down, Ye Wen quickly identified the core issue of this troublesome matter. But precisely because it seemed unsolvable, it was so difficult.
Ye Wen scratched his head in frustration.
Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine. A familiar sharp sensation emanated from behind him.
"Hehe, how interesting. I wondered why you kept glancing at Na'er during dinner today. So late at night, you're up to no good, aren't you, Ah Wen!"
Bibi Dong's leisurely voice came from behind him. That sharp sensation—Ye Wen had long since recognized it.
It was a divine artifact of the third-tier god of paralysis, which the previous Goddess of Retribution had accidentally obtained. It could forcibly paralyze gods of the same realm.
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