The Ghost Doctor came over and helped take the bowls, chopsticks, and spoons down and put them on the table behind him.

Yun Qinglu rolled up her sleeves, lifted the pot lid, and smelled a faint medicinal aroma wafting towards her.

"Master, you just got back, you should rest well, why did you bother with all this?" Yun Qingluo muttered as she put the pot lid back on.

As she put the lid on the pot, the Ghost Doctor was already impatiently serving the porridge.

"He just can't sit still. Last night, he was still talking about how thin you've gotten, and he scolded Mo Beichen for not taking good care of you. You've definitely lost a lot of weight." The Ghost Doctor picked up a soup ladle and served porridge to everyone.

Yun Qingluo offered to help but was refused.

"It's a bit hot, go sit at the table and wait." The Ghost Doctor pushed Yun Qingluo aside with his elbow, put the soup ladle into the pot, and put the lid on.

Master Yun Qinglu stretched her arms, then sat down at the table with a smile. Upon hearing the Ghost Doctor's words, she stopped smiling and glared at him.

"You're so long-winded, no wonder you're not popular."

The Ghost Doctor chuckled, "Heh, why should a grown man like me try to please others?"

"Wrong, he's clearly a stinky old man."

"Pah, pah, pah, you're the one who stinks, you old geezer."

Yun Qingluo sat on the stool, holding the bowl of porridge in one hand and scooping a spoonful of porridge in the other. She gently blew on the porridge to cool it down while staring at the two people with her eyes wide open.

Listening to the two of them bickering back and forth, she secretly chuckled to herself.

Such a simple life is wonderful.

After listening for a while, Yun Qingluo took a deep breath. It didn't seem to be very good; it was a bit too noisy for her ears.

She couldn't take it anymore and quickly interrupted the two of them.

"Master, Uncle-Master, you're up so early, you must be hungry, right? The porridge is getting cold, it won't taste good if you don't drink it soon, drink up, drink up, this porridge is so delicious, I've already had my third bowl." Yun Qingluo gestured for the two of them to drink the porridge.

Indeed, because it was something to eat with rice, she finished one bowl and then got another.

After drinking the second bowl, he filled another bowl.

She's had three bowls of wine already, but the lively chatter, the back-and-forth exchanges, the same old lines over and over again—she's definitely getting a little tired of it.

The two looked at each other and realized they had gotten carried away with their bickering, making themselves a laughingstock for the little girl.

The two gave a soft hum and lowered their heads to drink their porridge.

"By the way, isn't the king coming back?" The Ghost Doctor looked at the extra bowl of porridge that had been served.

Yun Qingluo was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

Upon their return, the way the two addressed Mo Beichen changed considerably.

"He probably won't be coming back. The rain is so heavy and it won't stop anytime soon, so it's inconvenient for him to come back. Master, Uncle, please don't call A-Chen King anymore, it still makes me confused."

"It's still good to be careful. It's just a form of address; you'll get used to it gradually." Master Yun Qingluo's voice was calm but firm.

Yun Qinglu shook her head helplessly. "Two old fogies."

But she knew that her master had truly acknowledged Mo Beichen as the master of the Sumeru Continent, after all, her master had once represented the Divine Guard forces.

After finishing the porridge.

Seeing that Yun Qingluo wasn't feeling well, the two urged her to go back to sleep for a while.

Didn't sleep well last night? Then go back to sleep for a while.

"Yeah, go to sleep. You can't do anything in this heavy rain."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo thought of last night... feeling a little embarrassed, she nodded gently.

"Indeed, I got a little too excited when I saw my master and uncle bring back a bunch of medicinal herbs, and I didn't fall asleep until late at night. I'll go back to sleep for a while."

Yun Qinglu awkwardly tried to make excuses for herself, but when she looked up, she saw the mockery in the Ghost Doctor's eyes.

Hmph, my uncle is so wicked. He sees through things without even giving a knowing look. Does he even understand anything?

"And what about you?" Yun Qingluo asked belatedly as she reached the door.

"On such a beautiful rainy day, of course we should sit by the window, listen to the rain, and play chess," the Ghost Doctor chuckled, pointing casually to the window.

The chessboard had already been set up over there.

Yun Qinglu sighed inwardly; she hadn't even noticed this detail.

They're truly brothers in the same martial arts school; their teamwork is amazing.

Seeing that they had something to do, Yun Qingluo didn't say anything more and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep.

Lying in bed, listening to the thunder and lightning outside, and feeling the bloating in my stomach, I was quite uncomfortable.

Okay, I can't sleep.

She sat up and looked out the window. The rain was getting heavier, and she couldn't help but worry. "I wonder how Ah Chen is doing? Did he get wet?"

Xiao Yi teased her, "Your man isn't stupid, he knows to run inside when it rains, doesn't he?"

Yun Qingluo knew that this made sense, but thinking of that person's personality, she retorted, "Achen knows I'm eager to go home, and I'm just afraid he'll get caught in the rain to handle things."

Xiao Yi didn't respond for a moment, and after a long while, she finally uttered, "It's not impossible."

Yun Qingluo lowered her head and thought for a moment, then with a thought, she entered the medical system.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yi asked as Yun Qing entered the pharmacy.

Yun Qinglu stretched and said slowly, "Make medicine for Achen, something to dispel cold and dampness. We absolutely cannot let him get sick at this critical time."

The current situation is this: the Xuancang Continent is keeping a close eye on them, and their power base is about to be completed. The situation on the Xumi Continent is unknown, and they will still have to rely on Achen to fly them home.

If Ah Chen gets sick...

Yun Qinglu shook her head. "No, no, I can't get sick."

Thinking this, she couldn't help but increase the dosage.

Xiao Yi gasped, "You can't go that far, can you? Are you really going to make your husband suffer so much just to see your son?"

Upon hearing this complaint, Yun Qingluo quickly looked down at the prepared medicine.

silence.

It seems to be somewhat bitter.

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