For several days in a row, Xiao Zhuang had been sending telepathic messages to Song Xiwei, saying that the problem was not serious and that she didn't need to worry.
Song Xiwei then teased Aoqian, "I think you're just trying to slack off and sneak out, aren't you? Well, I can tell you now that Xiao Zhuang has already said there's no problem. I can continue to stay in Chidu without any worries. As for you, don't even think about leaving with me. The Demon Clan is finally getting better and better, and we have to keep it up. You can't be arrogant!"
Aoqian nodded seriously: "Yes, you're right."
"Then what are you standing there for? Hurry up and deal with government affairs! You're already a whole incense stick late today!" Song Xiwei warned Aoqian sternly.
Aoqian nodded repeatedly, "I'll go right away. You should have some tea first. If you feel bored, then go..."
"I'm going to chat with Xiaoguozi, you go about your own business." Song Xiwei rolled her eyes at Aoqian, this guy can be really too long-winded sometimes.
She walked out of the main hall where Aoqian handled government affairs with disdain, and went directly to the Hundred Herbs Garden where Xiaoguozi was.
The Hundred Herbs Garden is a medicinal herb cultivation base for the Demon Clan.
All kinds of demonic herbs grow here. Xiao Guozi is the guardian demon of this area. She is about the same age as Xiao Zhuang, but she has a gentle personality and is a pretty little girl who is easily shy.
Song Xiwei would come here to pass the time whenever she had free time.
She has loved interacting with plants since she was a child. When she first came here, Xiao Guozi was crying while hugging a withered herb.
Song Xiwei asked her what was wrong.
Little Fruit said he was bitten to death by demon ants and couldn't be saved.
This herb is very rare; it was perfectly fine yesterday.
Song Xiwei said gently, "Let me see."
Song Xiwei herself did not expect that when she took the withered herb and gently stroked it with her hand, a miracle would happen.
The withered outer layer of the herbs has peeled off, and tender shoots and leaves are sprouting outwards from within.
The little fruit standing nearby was stunned.
Song Xiwei was also very surprised.
She had a connection with plants since childhood, and the flowerbeds and lawns in the Kongximen area were cultivated to be very lush by her.
But she never knew that her hands could bring a withered herb back to life.
Seemingly wanting to confirm something, Song Xiwei asked Xiaoguozi, "Which other herbs are about to die? Let me see!"
"Yes, yes!" Little Fruit asked her without any suspicion who she was.
I took her directly to an area.
All the herbs in that area are ruined; they've clearly been eaten by monsters.
Song Xiwei wasn't sure if these herbs would actually work for her.
But she still squatted down and stroked each of the herbs one by one.
A miraculous thing did indeed happen...
The entire area was originally devoid of any medicinal herbs.
But in an instant, it revived.
"Wow! It's alive! It's alive! You're amazing! Your Excellency, you're amazing!" The younger sister-in-law clapped and cheered excitedly from the side.
Song Xi raised an eyebrow. "You recognize me?"
"You are a favorite of the Lord, everyone in the Demon Clan knows you!" Little Fruit had seen her at the Demon Lord's succession ceremony, and although it was only a brief encounter, the impression was very deep.
This envoy is the only one who can show the Demon Lord a bad attitude.
In Chidu, it is better to offend the Demon Lord than to slight this esteemed envoy; Little Fruit kept this in mind.
After finishing his official duties, Aoqian went directly to the Hundred Herbs Garden.
When they arrived, they saw Song Xiwei fiddling with a bunch of herbs, while Xiao Guozi was laughing and joking beside her.
"What are you talking about? Something so funny?"
When Ao Qian showed up, Xiao Guozi's face turned pale.
No matter how many times Xiao Guozi saw Ao Qian, she was terrified.
Although Aoqian in front of Song Xiwei was quite different from his usual cold and aloof self, his gentleness and kindness were reserved only for Song Xiwei. However, when Song Xiwei was not paying attention, he would sweep her with cold, sharp eyes.
Little Guozi was always trembling with fear, wanting to find a hole to crawl into.
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