Chapter 1066 Take good care of him
"Aaaaaah, this is a ghost!"
"Help! Help!"
Suddenly, I heard Lord He's terrified pleas for mercy.
What's puzzling is that you can only hear their voices but never see them.
The next moment, a loud "bang" was heard from downstairs, as if something heavy had crashed down.
"Who the hell is that!"
"Clown, Fatty, get down here right now!"
Then came Lord He's furious voice.
The two attendants belatedly realized what was happening and scurried downstairs.
Song Chunxue glanced at Xie Zheng, a fleeting smile passing through her eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
"It's broad daylight, how disappointing. Let's have a drink, and two more plates of fish, I can finish it all today." Song Chunxue strolled ahead leisurely. "Which private room?"
The waiter, who had been staring blankly at them from a distance, snapped out of his daze and ran up to them with small, quick steps.
"Esteemed guests, this is the top-class private room. Please come in."
Soon, Wuyou returned.
It jumped in through the window.
"Hahaha, if his underpants weren't so smelly, I would have made him crawl back on his stomach."
Hearing the laughter downstairs, Song Chunxue stood up and looked outside.
This glance startled her, making her eyes widen in shock.
"Ah, all three of them were taken by you..."
"Neither of them are good people, so we can't be polite. But I went easy on them, at least their pants didn't fall off." Wuyou floated in front of them, grinning, "I did something so satisfying, shouldn't I get half an hour to get some fresh air?"
Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow, "Where do you want to go?"
"This capital city is so prosperous. I'll go out and soak up some of the crowds and the everyday life. I'll see if there are any other like me in the capital. If I don't find a good master, I'll bring them back."
Xie Zheng poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Chunxue, then looked at Wuyou and asked, "How do you define good and bad?"
"Lord Xie, are you questioning the wisdom of this sword immortal? Although I have my own standards of measurement, I still use the human standard to define mortals. There is no need for you to question me."
Wu stood upright on the table, the sword tassel swaying slightly.
"Where is your sword, sir? Why don't you let it out and play with this sword immortal?"
Lord Xie shook his head slightly, "My sword is not as intelligent as yours."
"Hmph! If you don't want to go, just say so. I'm leaving now and will be back tonight."
“Wait a minute,” Song Chunxue tapped the table, “Half an hour it is. If you cause trouble, you won’t be allowed to go out anymore.”
"How could that be?" Wuyou's tone held a forced smile. "Goodbye!"
As soon as he finished speaking, something suddenly darted out.
Song Chunxue shook her head slightly, "I can sense that he won't cause trouble easily now, but he hasn't been allowed to go out for fresh air for a while, so he's very resentful. Several daggers in my storage ring have been chipped by him."
“It’s time to go out and see,” Xie Zheng said seriously. “No wonder my senior brother is jealous of you. With just this Worry-Free Sword, you are already a prodigy in the eyes of ordinary people.”
"A chosen one of heaven?" Song Chunxue pondered the phrase carefully. "Me?"
"That's right. Ever since I met you, my bad luck, which was going downhill, has suddenly turned into an uphill road. Although there have been twists and turns, I've managed to get through the valley."
Xie Zheng took out a box and handed it to her, saying, "Here's a little something for you."
"What?" Song Chunxue opened the box. "A cow horn comb?"
"The fate in this world is wonderful. The first time I met you, my first impression of you was that you must not be doing well. Your hair was dry and yellow, with a lot of messy hair, and your complexion was also a bit dull."
He looked at the smooth horn comb in her hand. "Back then, I wanted to cut your hair for you."
"It's too messy, you can't stand it anymore, can you?" Song Chunxue held the ox horn comb and combed her temples. "It's kind of you to remember it so clearly."
“Of course,” Xie Zhengqing couldn’t help but grasp her wrist. “At the time, I didn’t have any improper thoughts about you. I just wondered if the people in your area were all suffering as much as you were.”
Song Chunxue only captured four words?
"Unreasonable thoughts? If you had unreasonable thoughts back then, I would have suspected that there was something wrong with you."
At this point, Song Chunxue smiled, rolled up her sleeves, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at Xie Zheng with great interest.
"When did you begin to have inappropriate thoughts about me?"
“After you are willing to open your heart to me,” he said somewhat embarrassedly, “I originally didn’t have any other thoughts. I just felt that you, as a woman, must have had no choice but to embark on the path of cultivation. If someone has to protect you from the wind and rain, then I am willing.”
Song Chunxue's heart skipped a beat.
"You're getting better and better at sweet talk."
"It's not sweet talk. I saw my weakness in you. After meeting you, whenever I encountered a headache, I would think, 'How can I, a man who has read the classics, walked through many hardships, and been tempered by countless trials, be inferior to a woman?'"
“At first, I used you as a source of motivation, and it worked quite well.” He grabbed a few candied fruits and handed them to her, saying sincerely, “Many things that I used to dislike dealing with suddenly became much smoother.”
"..." Well, to my surprise, he was initially won over by her tenacity.
But if others heard this, they certainly wouldn't believe it.
It's all because Lord Xie is too pure-hearted; ordinary people can't sway him.
Sighing, Song Chunxue swung her legs, thinking to herself that she had unintentionally made a man remember her so well that he couldn't forget her.
However, if Xie Zheng's parents knew this, they would definitely be devastated.
Their darlings, how could they be so foolish? There are so many noble ladies in the capital, how could they not find a woman with personality?
This unfilial son insists on arguing with an old woman; what a terrible thing to do.
Now, thinking about this, Song Chunxue no longer feels uncomfortable.
It's true that she was very old at the time, and it's also true that she had five children.
But so what?
She has climbed to where she is today thanks to God's favor and her own perseverance and tenacity.
That's right. Don't be fooled by how successful and lucky she is now. In the first few years, besides the frustration brought by having children, she often cried secretly at night because she couldn't remember the characters she was supposed to recognize. She would beat herself for being stupid, scold herself for being brainless, and blame herself for being too foolish back then.
Everything is difficult at the beginning.
Everything is difficult at the beginning.
She didn't tell anyone that she cried all night because she couldn't write her own name well.
Now, it feels like a light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains.
She could finally be herself without feeling inferior in front of Xie Zheng.
When they see their senior classmates, they will not feel ashamed because of their background or knowledge.
She only needs to remember that she has never slacked off over the years, never stopped because of greed for pleasure, never lost her way because of money, and never stopped because of superficial glamour.
She has become increasingly self-critical and forgiving of herself.
When she first came back, she only thought about changing her attitude towards her child, and that she would rely on herself for the rest of her life and never ask anyone for help.
But if someone were to ask her now what the most important thing would be if she could live her life again, she would say, "I would take good care of myself and give myself a proper makeover."
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