Chapter 1054 Third Aunt
Xie Zheng looked bewildered. "I didn't do anything."
He was holding a fishing rod in his hand. "Just now, Han Mo asked me to give him the fishing rod, and then my master ran over and took him away. I'm also very confused."
"However, I think I can guess why he's more willing to be close to me."
The three asked in unison, "Why?"
“Because, in Han Mo’s imagination, his father should be more like me,” Xie Zheng said with a helpless smile. “Master is too young.”
"..."
Is this even possible?
Isn't it normal for a demon's father to look so young?
Lord Zhao nodded, "That's true. The child is probably always imagining what his father is like, but it certainly isn't someone like Master Han."
He looked at Xie Zheng and asked, "Did you take the youth-preserving pill your master gave you?"
"not yet."
"Eat quickly, we'll find out soon if that's the reason."
Song Chunxue took out a water bag. "I'll pour you some water."
"Miracle water!" Lord Zhao exclaimed with a beaming smile, "How about you bring me a cup?"
"Is Senior Brother going to go out and flirt with other women after drinking this?" Song Chunxue held the water protectively in her arms. "You look quite young. Once you shave your beard, you look no different from a young man in his twenties. You have a very good bone structure."
Lord Zhao stroked his beard. "Those who cultivate the Dao don't shave, so I'll leave it as is. I'm not Xie Zheng; I don't have any confidantes to please, so why would I shave?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Xie Zheng's chin; his short stubble made him look surprisingly young.
Song Chunxue vividly remembers that Xie Zheng actually had a beard when they first met.
So it was to look younger?
"Master Han sent word that we should all go back," Lord Zhao said, looking at Zhang Chengxuan. "Let's go, junior brother, let's play chess."
“Hmm, I want to eat the lotus root starch soup from Senior Brother’s residence,” Zhang Chengxuan touched his cheek, “Let’s both take care of ourselves.”
"Hahaha, yes, take care of yourself." This remark must have tickled something funny about Lord Zhao, because his laughter grew increasingly unrestrained.
Only Song Chunxue and Xie Zheng remained in the corridor.
Xie Zheng looked at Song Chunxue, "Shall we go home? Or do you prefer to go to a restaurant?"
Song Chunxue nudged him, "Speak properly."
Xie Zheng was puzzled. "Where did I not speak properly?"
“You…” Song Chunxue turned to leave, “Forget it, I can’t explain it to you.”
"Do you think my intentions are too obvious?" Xie Zheng followed up, saying seriously, "If I don't make it clear, you'll pretend you don't know."
"I didn't!" Song Chunxue wanted to stomp her foot. "You're over forty, and you're still thinking about these things every day..."
“If you feel awkward, we can become Daoist partners tomorrow,” he said gently. “I also want to be with you officially. Tomorrow I will ask my master what we need to prepare to become Daoist partners.”
"So you don't want my master to witness it?"
Xie Zheng stepped forward and took her hand, "What if he doesn't agree? Wouldn't I have wasted my time?"
"No, he doesn't concern himself with these things."
"Hard to say." Xie Zheng pointed in a direction. "I heard Yun'er say a couple of years ago that the apricot blossom wine at the inn over there is the most fragrant. I'm sure you'll like it."
"I don't drink as much anymore."
"Then I'll buy it for you and store it here," Xie Zheng quickened his pace. "The night is just right, let's talk as we walk."
Song Chunxue was a little embarrassed, "You're not planning to go back to the Xie residence?"
"I'd like to have a secret rendezvous with Ah Xue under the moonlight, is that alright?"
Song Chunxue closed her eyes and didn't reply. This person was different from the Xie Zheng she knew.
"Since you agree, let's go buy fish bladders first."
"Huh?" Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Why buy fish bladders?"
Xie Zheng leaned close to her ear.
The next moment, Song Chunxue kicked him, her face flushed, "You old lecher."
"Aren't we husband and wife?" he asked in his usual tone. "If a couple is too serious with each other, how boring will the rest of their lives be?"
"You're so good at talking. I realize I really misjudged you, Lord Xie." Song Chunxue quickly walked down the steps. "I'm going back now. I haven't practiced my sword yet."
"I'll teach you."
"shameless."
"Don't get the wrong idea, I really can teach you. We can have a friendly spar."
"..."
*
"Knock knock knock".
Early in the morning, just as dawn was breaking, I heard someone knocking on the door.
It's estimated that no one in the entire Xie family got up.
Xie Zheng stood up. "I'll go take a look."
Song Chunxue hummed in agreement and continued sleeping, wrapped herself in the blanket.
It's obvious without even guessing, it's Han Mo.
Sure enough, Xie Zheng returned shortly afterward, carrying two bowls of steaming wontons.
"Ah Xue, would you like some wontons?"
Xie Zheng stood by the bed, somewhat at a loss. "He said he just bought it and told us to eat it while it's hot."
Song Chunxue opened her eyes. "Is there a share for me too?"
He probably didn't want to buy it for Song Chunxue. In Han Mo's imagination, his mother should be an extraordinary woman in both appearance and inner cultivation, and certainly not someone like her.
Thinking of this, Song Chunxue sat up, slipped on her shoes, and went to the bronze mirror to carefully examine her face.
What are you looking at?
Xie Zheng also came over and said, "It looks great, no doubt about it."
"You look even better than when I was young. This anti-aging pill is quite effective. But won't it scare people if we suddenly look more than ten years younger?"
Especially the people in the household, Xie Zheng's daughter, Xie Lingyun.
"No, they won't notice our changes. Only those with high cultivation levels will immediately see them." Xie Zheng handed her the wontons. "Eat them while they're hot."
She was hungry, so Song Chunxue finished eating quickly.
She wore a thin spring shirt, the dark green silk light and soft, draped over her shoulders, making her dark hair look exceptionally black and shiny.
"Ah Xue".
"Hmm?" Song Chunxue looked up. "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, just calling out." Xie Zheng watched her take a couple of sips of soup, then put it down, got up, and followed behind her. "Are you full?"
"Not yet, I'll eat after I wake up."
Xie Zheng followed behind her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
"I want to eat first before I go to sleep."
"Then go to the kitchen..."
The next moment, she understood what he meant by "he's full".
This person is simply unreasonable!
Looking at the closed bed curtains, Song Chunxue felt both amused and embarrassed.
"My lord, you must exercise restraint."
"No, life is too short to enjoy it while we can."
"Sigh, you..."
...
An hour later, someone from the Xie residence arrived.
It was Xie Zhao and his father, Xie Kuan, who brought generous gifts.
He specifically requested to see Song Chunxue.
They wouldn't leave until Song Chunxue appeared.
“Master Song, we are here today to discuss important matters. Since you are the only person by my third uncle’s side, then you are my third aunt.”
"We were wrong back then, and we apologize for any offense we may have caused, Auntie."
Song Chunxue glanced at Xie Zheng, thinking to herself that they hadn't given up yet.
"Third Aunt, it was your interference that led to this situation back then. Do you really want to watch my Third Uncle's family business fall into the hands of others?"
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