The next morning, Mo Qingcheng appeared before everyone, full of energy. Mu Wanqing circled around her a few times and clapped her little hands.
"Mother, are you really better?"
Mo Qingcheng chuckled, "You little rascal, Mother, you seem to be in trouble? Did Qing'er get into trouble again yesterday?"
"How... is that possible?" Mu Wanqing pouted, her confidence somewhat lacking.
Bai Zimo's eyes darted around: "Mother, your alchemy room burned down... cough cough..."
Before the little guy could finish speaking, Mu Wanqing covered his mouth tightly.
"Mommy, my little brother might have a stomachache. I'll take him downstairs to see him..." The little girl blinked her watery eyes, looking completely innocent.
Mo Qingcheng was speechless, ignoring Bai Ziming's pleading look. Children grow up amidst playful fights, which makes childhood more meaningful.
Bai Ziming looked pitiful, his eyes brimming with tears. As his mother brushed past him, he burst into tears, crying, "Mother, do you have another dog?"
Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched: "Mo Mo, be a good girl..."
Bai Zimo: "..."
Was I rejected?
At breakfast time, Old Man Bai was somewhat absent-minded. Mu Shenyi bickered with him, and he forgot to talk back several times.
"Old Bai, are you having romantic thoughts? At your age, you're really quite ill..." Mu Shenyi looked at him with pity, reaching out his greasy hand to press on Old Bai's wrist.
Old Man Bai turned around instantly, his eyes full of disgust: "Take your pig's trotters away."
"Hehe, only an old man cares about you..." Mu Shenyi replied perfunctorily, while tightly gripping Old Man Bai's arm.
After a fierce contest, Old Man Bai was completely defeated. Mu Shenyi took his pulse as he wished, and after a moment, he scoffed, "Old man, aren't you ashamed?"
Old Man Bai was furious. He couldn't win a fight or an argument, and he was extremely frustrated.
That old bastard Maki Shinichi has become even more outrageous over the years.
snort!
Old Man Bai gave a soft snort and distanced himself from Mu Shenyi.
Mo Qingcheng remained silent. After the meal, she plunged into the alchemy room, followed closely by an old man and a young man.
It's obvious to anyone with a brain that it's Maki Shinichi and Mu Wanqing...
Mo Qingcheng did not stop them and prepared pills for Bai Yueniang. Mu Wanqing was a clever and mischievous girl, and Mu Shenyi was a medicine fanatic.
The two hit it off immediately and, with their inquisitive spirit, kept asking themselves every question until they got to the bottom of it.
Two hours later, Mo Qingcheng dragged her tired body, holding a pill in her hand, a smile curving her lips.
Mu Wanqing asked with worry in her eyes, "Mother, are you really alright?"
"Cough cough... What could possibly be wrong with Mother?" Mo Qingcheng blinked and returned to her room.
Mu Shenyi administered acupuncture to Bai Yueniang, Mu Wanqing fed her medicine, and Mo Qingcheng stood guard beside her, feeling somewhat uneasy.
Using poison to fight poison—the slightest mistake could harm Yue'er.
"Mother, Aunt Yue will definitely get better."
Mo Qingcheng nodded: "Mother believes in you."
Mu Shen opened his mouth, shook his head, and all his words of advice turned into a long sigh.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Bai Yueniang slowly opened her eyes, her mind blank, unaware of what day it was.
“Yue’er…” Mo Qingcheng gently grasped Bai Yueniang’s hand, her eyes filled with guilt.
Mu Wanqing took a deep breath: "Aunt Yue, how are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Mu Shen frowned, took the girl's pulse, but found nothing wrong. He was puzzled. Could this girl really be ill?
Bai Yueniang smiled faintly: "Sister Mo, is it really you?"
"Moon, I'm so sorry, I've made you suffer..."
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