Yan Chenghuan didn't know what she was thinking, but he saw her expression darken, while Zhuang Xiyue was still holding Zhang Xu's arm and asking.
"Isn't that Rong Yue particularly wicked! Does she often bully Brother Chenghuan? Those noble ladies may seem gentle and virtuous on the surface, but they are actually very wicked at heart."
Just as Zhang Xu was about to say that it was not Rong Yue who was bullying people, but rather she, Yan Chenghuan suddenly spoke up: "Alright!"
"Instead of wasting your time, you might as well cultivate more. Your cultivation, which you gained by taking medicine, will be gone if you don't work harder."
Zhuang Xiyue pouted and rested her chin on her hands as she sized up Zhang Xu.
Zhang Xu felt uncomfortable under her gaze, so she moved closer to the carriage.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Zhuang Xiyue chuckled and said, "I think you're quite pretty, and you and Chenghuan are a good match."
At that moment, the carriage seemed to have run over a pebble, and with a jolt, Zhang Xu was doubly frightened and fell forward.
Just as her head was about to touch the wooden board, an arm was placed in front of her. Immediately afterwards, a faint fragrance wafted into her nostrils.
"So reckless and stupid!"
Zhang Xu suppressed her pounding heart and, holding Yan Chenghuan's arm, sat up shakily. She didn't know when, but the thin boy's arms had become steady and strong, and his voice and figure had become like an adult.
His pupils contracted, and her panicked expression was reflected in his dark eyes. Seeing the strange look in his eyes, Zhang Xu hurriedly turned her head away.
"Brother Chenghuan, you're being unfair! You only support my sister and ignore me!" Zhuang Xiyue's shout pulled the two out of their beautiful surroundings.
Zhang Xu gave Zhuang Xiyue an awkward smile, while Yan Chenghuan calmly withdrew his hand and took out the bell that Lord Zhuang hadn't picked up from his pocket, handing it to her.
Zhang Xu waved her hand: "Keep your father's belongings!"
Yan Chenghuan insisted on putting the bell into Zhang Xu's hand: "Since he chose to give it to you, then it is yours."
For me?
Zhang Xu held the bell, and as if in response, the bell rang automatically without wind, producing a pleasant sound.
Having shed its surface mud ruts, the bell is now fully revealed, its snow-white luster and intricate characters carved all over it. Holding it in your hand, a sense of weight washes over you.
As the bell rang, Yan Chenghuan's sword jumped out, buzzing around the bell.
Zhang Xu asked curiously, "Do they know each other?"
Yan Chenghuan then explained, "The bell is called Red Bean, which is my father's magic weapon, and this sword is my mother's sword."
Zhang Xu felt the bell in her hand grow heavier and wanted to return it to Yan Chenghuan, but she saw his expression slowly darken.
Before his expression changed, Zhang Xu put the bell back, smiling awkwardly, "Thanks then!"
I have absolutely no idea what I'm saying.
Yan Chenghuan's expression improved a bit, and he crossed his legs and closed his eyes to rest again.
Seeing that he seemed to be engrossed in cultivation, Zhuang Xiyue whispered in Zhang Xu's ear, "Sister, are you very afraid of Brother Chenghuan?"
Zhang Xu came with the impression that Yan Chenghuan was a villain. Even though he looked harmless now, no one could be sure when he would turn evil. How could she not be afraid?
Zhuang Xiyue, who was always fearless, nodded in agreement when she saw Zhang Xu nod: "He's always been like this since he was a child. He's fine when he's not angry, but when he gets angry, he's really scary, like a big demon. I don't dare to make him angry."
Zhang Xu found it somewhat amusing: "You've met the great demon?"
"I've never seen him, but the Great Demon King is definitely not as scary as him when he's angry!" Zhuang Xiyue shuddered as if she had remembered something terrifying.
At this moment, Yan Chenghuan suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the two of them coldly: "I'm not deaf, I can hear you!"
"Oh my god! How scary!" Zhuang Xiyue trembled as she clung to Zhang Xu's arm.
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