Chapter 977 The Lord is Not Skilled at Spelling People's Hearts 41
Song Jinhuan didn't kiss him any further, and somewhat guiltily tucked the blanket around him.
The next morning, Aunt Duan prepared breakfast and saw Song Jinhuan come out. She smiled and said, "It's been a long time since the house has been this lively. My husband and I are really happy today."
"Little girl, eat more."
Unable to refuse Song Jinhuan's hospitality, he sat down to dine with Aunt Duan.
Where is Uncle Duan?
Aunt Duan smiled and said, "We've gone up the mountain to gather medicinal herbs."
"Who is that man? He seems to have a special relationship with you."
Song Jinhuan answered truthfully: "My future husband."
Aunt Duan's smile widened. "They're a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"
Song Jinhuan's eyes sparkled. "He is indeed good-looking, a rare and handsome man!"
Aunt Duan laughed heartily, "What a genuine girl!"
I thought she would be shy.
I didn't expect them to admit it so readily.
After finishing his meal, Song Jinhuan took the bowl of white porridge back into the house.
Just then, Yu Sheng woke up.
She carefully helped him sit up and helped him wash his face and rinse his mouth.
Then the porridge was brought over.
"Ah~ open your mouth~" The tone was like coaxing a child.
Yu Sheng's ears turned red for no apparent reason, and he obediently opened his mouth.
While feeding you, Song Jinhuan said, "Uncle Duan said your injuries are quite severe and you need to rest for a few days. Your food will also be lighter than usual."
"Is the plain porridge sweet with a little sugar in it?"
His care was evident in the girl's pure and bright eyes.
"Mmm, sweet."
Emotional progress: 72.
Song Jinhuan immediately beamed with joy, "That's good."
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Saintess Lingwei and Elder Xichen successfully led the group in another direction.
The two didn't forget to chat along the way.
Lingwei: "Who injured the Lord? Should we avenge him?"
Xi Chen: "No need. It's just a little trick by the Venerable One to win the favor of his future wife."
Lingwei gasped, "A self-inflicted injury ploy? The Lord is stabbing himself?"
Xi Chen: "I didn't do it myself."
Lingwei sighed, "The fiancé that young lady mentioned has absolutely no relation to the Lord we know!"
Xi Chen chuckled twice, "We're not the Lord's beloved, so why would you treat us the same way you would treat your beloved?"
The Holy Maiden Lingwei's lips twitched. "Alright, alright, you have a point."
Yu Sheng's injuries healed much faster than expected, and within seven days, they had scabbed over.
Uncle Duan and Aunt Duan treated them with great hospitality.
On the day of departure, Song Jinhuan took two silver notes from Yu Sheng and placed them under his pillow.
If you offer it directly, Aunt Duan definitely won't accept it.
Yu Sheng hesitated to speak, but ultimately said nothing.
When she left, Aunt Duan prepared a lot of dry food.
Song Jinhuan accepted it without hesitation.
"Are we still going to Luoshu Mountain?" Song Jinhuan asked.
Yu Sheng: "No, I'm going sightseeing."
Upon hearing this, Song Jinhuan's eyes widened in astonishment.
"Where to? Where to? I've heard that the sesame seed cakes at Hippo Peak are absolutely amazing!"
Yu Sheng walked slowly beside her with his hands behind his back. "Well, let's go to Hippo Peak first and try their sesame seed cakes."
Song Jinhuan jumped up and down three times with great joy, then randomly stopped a passerby to ask for directions to Hippo Peak.
"Do you want to buy a carriage?" Yu Sheng asked.
Song Jinhuan shook her head, "No need, we're just sightseeing anyway, we'll go wherever we end up."
Yu Sheng naturally followed her lead.
Elder Xichen obtained the Light Cloud Dark Sun Grass, refined it into a pill, and then delivered it to Yu Sheng.
This year's martial arts competition was unusually peaceful, and the elected leader was utterly ineffective.
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