He got up, went behind the screen, took off and discarded the clothes he was wearing, and changed into a new set of clothes.
When Mu Wanting woke up, Shen Xinglan was no longer in the room.
She lowered the bed curtains and, taking advantage of the time, entered her space again to tend to her herbs and fruit trees.
Being in the same room as Shen Xinglan meant she couldn't move freely in and out of the room anymore.
The ginseng looks to be over ten years old now, as do the other medicinal herbs.
Among the fruit trees, Mu Wanting also planted some cherries, lychees, plums, pears, oranges, mangoes, durians, coconuts, dragon fruit, kiwis, and the like.
She let the plants she thought tasted good grow in the space, and cleared the land for the plants she didn't like to plant other things.
Just as Mu Wanting finished, the sound of the door opening came from inside.
She quickly left the space, and Shen Xinglan walked step by step to the bedside, his voice low and hoarse.
Are you changing clothes?
Mu Wanting gave a soft "hmm," and Shen Xinglan stood silently to the side.
When Mu Wanting opened the bed curtains, she saw his bright red ears.
Breakfast is ready.
After breakfast, they continued their journey without stopping.
This stretch of road was much smoother, and Mu Wanting would occasionally call Song Xie over to teach him martial arts.
During this process, physical contact is naturally inevitable, which is perfectly normal in the eyes of martial arts practitioners.
However, Shen Xinglan's expression turned ugly.
"I'll teach him."
Mu Wanting readily agreed. This was the God of War of the Great Xia Dynasty! Having him as her free tool was naturally the best thing.
Moreover, her martial arts style leans towards gentleness and skill, focusing on using minimal force to overcome great strength, which, frankly, is not very suitable for Song Xie.
With Shen Xinglan's guidance, Song Xie made rapid progress.
His dark eyes gazed at her silently.
"Come and test your skills against me."
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