Chapter 75 The Divine Doctor is a Madman 15
The young master would prefer to see similar suffering in others.
Li Le initially thought that the young master's behavior was wrong, but as time went on, he began to think it was perfectly reasonable.
Isn't this the choice of the world?
Since you've made a choice, you have to bear the consequences!
The young master didn't force them; they chose to compromise because they wanted to survive.
Whether it's the life of a close relative or an object burdened with a great mission, when they choose themselves, they lose the right to regret or repent for them.
Looking at the scenery in the Valley of Life and Death, Li Le couldn't help but sigh. Unconsciously, his heart had hardened considerably.
In the evening, Aunt Fang came over with a young girl to take Song Jinhuan's measurements.
After making the notes, Aunt Fang gestured for the little girl to bring the bundle over.
She opened it and said to Song Jinhuan, "Miss Jiang, here are two sets of nightgowns. Please make do with these for now. The materials are all new, but the size is a bit big."
Aunt Fang's ancestors ran the Imperial Clothing Workshop, specializing in custom-made clothing for the Emperor and the Emperor's favorite concubines.
Now that the craft has been passed down to her, it hasn't been forgotten; she has a well-known reputation in the martial arts world.
A single thread is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
"Thank you so much! I was just worried about not having any clean clothes to change into!"
Song Jinhuan happily accepted it, saying, "I still don't know how to address you two."
"Just call me Aunt Fang, as for this little girl..."
Aunt Fang's clothes were simple yet sophisticated, and the fabrics were definitely of high quality.
Before Aunt Fang could finish introducing her, the little girl poked her head out from beside her arm. "My name is Xiaolingdang, and I'm ten years old."
The little girl had rosy cheeks and bright eyes, and was clearly very healthy.
"Is your sister's name Jiang Baozhu?"
Although Xiao Lingdang is only ten years old, she looks even more robust than Song Jinhuan.
Infected by her smile, Song Jinhuan couldn't help but smile and say, "Yes, that's right."
"Sister lives here alone. If you get bored, you can come and play with me! There are many fun things in the valley. I'll take you to meet more people!" Little Bell was very considerate.
"Cough cough, this child is used to being lively and has been spoiled by the people in the valley." Aunt Fang thought of Song Jinhuan's health and realized that she couldn't withstand her daughter's mischievous antics anymore.
"The little bell is so cute!" Song Jinhuan praised without reservation.
Not only Little Bell, but Aunt Fang was also delighted to hear this.
He was all smiles when he said goodbye.
The little bell rang continuously along the way.
"Mother, was Sister Baozhu also abandoned by her family, which is why she's here?" Little Bell's round little face was full of sadness.
Aunt Fang: "She was brought in because she was sick."
Little Bell stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Is she like those people, choosing to sacrifice others in order to survive?"
Aunt Fang's eyelids twitched violently. She quickly covered Xiao Lingdang's mouth, looked around, and seeing that no one was around, she lowered her voice and instructed, "My little darling, don't be so outspoken in the future. It wouldn't be good if the young master heard you."
Perhaps the words "young master" triggered some terrible memory for Xiaolingdang, because her face instantly turned deathly pale.
The little head nodded vigorously.
Aunt Fang then let go of her.
"Mom, don't worry! I definitely won't say anything out of line!" Little Bell's eyes darted around, then she patted her chest, solemnly promising to take care of herself.
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