Chapter 944 The Lord is Not Skilled at Sedating People's Hearts 8
The Holy Maiden of Yong'an chuckled, "Elder Xichen's composure, aside from the Lord, is truly extraordinary~"
Elder Xichen: "Do not act rashly before receiving news from the Lord."
"Judging from the time, the Lord should have suffered a relapse of his internal illness a few days ago. He will contact us in half a month."
Saintess Yong'an's expression hardened. "I've found out the whereabouts of the Light Cloud Dark Sun Grass. It's said to be passed on to the next leader of the martial arts alliance."
Elder Xichen: "Just take it."
The Holy Maiden of Yong'an met his gaze and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking."
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Song Jinhuan slept well, went out to fetch water, washed up, and then went to Senior Sister He's residence.
I practiced the first level of swordsmanship in front of Senior Sister He. After she pointed out my shortcomings, I heard her say, "Although Junior Sister's talent is average, she is humble enough and will earnestly correct any mistakes."
"I have observed your swordsmanship and found that you have corrected some of the mistakes that were pointed out yesterday. It seems that you are diligent in private."
With a solid foundation, given time, they will surely become pillars of the Emei School.
Song Jinhuan was thrilled. "Senior Sister He, I will definitely study even harder!"
Listening to Senior Sister He's words, I always felt that as long as she didn't die, her future achievements would be immeasurable!
She returned to her residence with a happy smile, but the smile on her face vanished completely upon seeing Yu Sheng.
The other person was sitting at a table with a black jar on it, steaming.
"Come and sit down."
Song Jinhuan was on edge, and quickly walked to the stool opposite him and sat down.
The man noticed her tense expression, completely different from the smile that had graced her face when she first entered.
He scooped two spoonfuls into the bowl, pushed it in front of her, and said calmly, "Drink."
Song Jinhuan glanced at it; the soup was full of dark, black stuff, and she didn't dare to open her mouth.
"I...I'm not hungry."
Yes, yes, she's not hungry!
Song Jinhuan swallowed hard. Although it smelled really good, there must be something strange about it!
The girl's wariness was all too obvious.
A strange light flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes, and he asked casually, "What made you so happy just now?"
Hearing this, Song Jinhuan automatically interpreted it as meaning that if he confessed honestly, he wouldn't have to drink the soup.
So she quickly recounted what had happened between her and Senior Sister He. At the end, her eyes shone brightly, and she straightened her back: "One day, I will be able to protect myself!"
I never thought about becoming a martial arts master; I only hoped to have the ability to protect myself.
Yu Sheng frowned slightly, his brow furrowed, as if his future wife were treating him like a dead man.
Emotional progress: 10.
Song Jinhuan was quite surprised and blinked at him.
Yu Sheng tapped the table a few times and said firmly, "Drink."
Song Jinhuan's expression stiffened. "Want to drink more?"
Yu Sheng raised the corner of his lips, "You're worried that I'll poison the soup?"
The woman in front of him always overthinks things; if he gives her the slightest cold look, she'll blurt out something without warning.
Song Jinhuan shook her head vigorously, denying it: "No!"
Yu Sheng looked at her quietly.
Song Jinhuan steeled his resolve, picked up the spoon with trembling hands, and took a small bite.
Um?
She smacked her lips, her eyes widening. It tasted so sweet and delicious!
It's dark and I don't know what it is. It looks ugly, but it tastes delicious!
It has a powdery, sandy texture, neither like meat nor like leaves.
The bowl was finished.
She looked expectantly at the man opposite her.
Yu Sheng looked away and refused in a low voice, "You can only drink one bowl."
The girl's eyes drooped immediately. "How about another half bowl?"
She thought, even if it was poisoned, she had already drunk it, so it didn't matter if she had another half bowl!
A look of hesitation flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes, but only for a moment before he scooped out half for her.
A man from a region, provided he is confident in his ability to provide for his wife, should be obligated to fulfill all her needs.
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