Wu Yue had many questions she wanted to ask, but then she realized she shouldn't.
Kurikawa gently pushed away Wuyue's hand. "That's enough. Don't waste any more time."
The old woman's smile was kind and gentle, but she felt a little upset inside.
"Grandma, are you done? Can we come in now?" Xiang Xinian called from outside. "Grandma, I left you several ice creams, but Xinian didn't eat them all."
After Madam Xiang's complexion recovered slightly, she gestured for Wu Yue to open the door and let them in.
With a serious expression, Mu Liuguang approached Li Chuan and performed a truly solemn and respectful Qinghe Kingdom salute. She placed her hands together in front of her body, slowly raised them above her head, bent her body slightly, and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Madam Xiang."
"No need. I did this because I made a deal with Miss Wuyue. I just happened to have a need for it."
Just as Li Chuan finished speaking, Xiang Xinian and the others came in from outside. The little guy proudly handed the box of popsicles to Li Chuan, saying, "Grandma, this is your favorite mung bean flavor. Please try it. If you want more, I'll ask Uncle to buy some more."
Tool Man Xiang Dongshu nodded with a smile: "That's right, that's right!"
"Grandma, you don't look too well..." Xiang Xinian was a little worried. He stood on tiptoe, raised his hand to feel Li Chuan's forehead, then touched his own forehead. His eyes darted around, and he concluded, "Not hot, thank goodness. Grandma, is it because you're tired from using your shikigami? Xinian, shall I help you to rest? I'll massage your shoulders and legs!"
"Okay, Grandma needs to take a nap."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Dongshu rushed over to help the old lady up. Xiang Xinian, who was beside her, immediately lost his smile. He pursed his lips, his small face expressionless, but his hands were clenched tightly.
Grandma's forehead is so cool...
Since Li Chuan needed to rest, it wasn't appropriate for the others to linger. Before leaving, Mu Liuguang casually removed the jade bracelet from her wrist, a symbol of her status as a princess of Qinghe Kingdom, and placed it on the table. The jade bracelet was completely translucent and showed no signs of polishing; it was a superior piece.
The three of them waited at the door of the outer room.
Wu Yue leaned closer to Yan Chiyu and whispered, "When the old lady was controlling the shikigami just now, I saw a phantom of a young girl on her body. I don't know if it's what she looked like when she was young. I felt her pulse just now, and it was very weak. I'm a little worried."
Her face scrunched up like a little bun, a fair complexion that looked rather cute.
Yan Chiyu gently patted her head, "The old lady has lived for so long, she knows her own body well. Since she agreed to save people, she naturally knows the consequences. Don't worry."
After a pause, he said in a low voice, "I will take care of the transaction; you don't need to feel burdened."
"Don't be so formal. I've already promised, so of course I'll keep my word."
Wu Yue stood with her back to the door, her beautiful face shrouded in shadow. In the backlight, her clear, black and white eyes stared intently at Yan Chiyu.
"I came here with good intentions, okay? Old Que is your nephew, so he's also my friend and classmate." The girl teased with a smile, then lowered her voice, "Uncle, you have to learn to trust others and share some of your burdens with those you trust. Don't carry everything on your own. Okay?"
"Don't mess up the seniority system, you're not allowed to call me uncle." The boy gently tapped the girl's forehead with his finger, his tone several degrees colder and leaving no room for argument.
Wu Yue, “Then…”
After a pause, a sly, slight smile appeared on her lips. Her thick eyelashes fluttered lightly, like raven feathers sweeping across the sky: "Brother Chi Yu?"
This wasn't the first time he'd heard it.
Yan Chiyu felt goosebumps all over his body. Each time he was addressed, the meaning was different, but these repeated calls were truly hard to resist.
The boy concealed his so-called weakness and shyness, feigning composure: "Yeah, timid girl."
Wu Yue: ? ? I don't accept that title! Goodbye!!!
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