The Heavenly Realm also celebrates the Dragon Boat Festival. Si Jin had a feast with the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals the night before and was drunk. At ten o'clock the next day, Yu Yan woke him up again.
"Brother~~~ I made zongzi, wake up and try some! Don't sleep, don't sleep!"
They wouldn't make him a hangover soup, and instead dragged him up by force. Si Jin walked to the table in a daze, enduring his headache as he took a bite of a rice dumpling.
"..." The mouth was filled with the metallic taste of blood: "Ugh!"
I almost vomited everything in my stomach.
The younger brother across from him, who was happily eating zongzi, had successfully pulled off a prank. He quickly suppressed the smile on his lips, hid his little fangs, put on a pitiful expression, and approached him with teary eyes.
"Brother, this is a filling I made myself. It can simulate the taste of divine blood. Don't you like it, brother?"
What do you do if you have an immature, manipulative younger brother?
A beating would do the trick.
Si Jin beat up Yu Xiao Lvcha, who was deliberately acting pitiful, locked him in a cage made of divine power, and punished him by not allowing him to eat lunch.
He then personally went to the kitchen to wrap zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).
Sweet rice dumplings are the natural choice.
Just as the zongzi were cooked, there was a knock on the door. Yu Yan was locked up, so the task of opening the door naturally fell to Si Jin.
The person who came was Xiao Linyuan. The boy carried a thermal lunchbox, handed it to him with both hands, and said with his head down, "Master, I just heard from my fellow disciples that you got drunk last night. This is a hangover soup that I made. Please drink some, otherwise you will have a headache."
As he spoke, he also hid the burn wound on his hand that he had gotten from being in a hurry.
Si, unaware that she was being coveted, accepted the gift with a sigh, her heart stirred with a strange emotion. She thought to herself, "It's still better to have a disciple. Look at this cheap little brother of mine, he's always making me angry."
"Your hand is injured?" Si Jin noticed the wound, took the lunchbox, and asked with habitual concern.
"Oh, no...it's nothing." Lin Yuan blushed after saying a few more words to his master: "Master, remember to drink the soup. I...I'll go now."
"Hey, wait a minute." They were all men, and her little apprentice at that. Si Jin felt there was nothing to hide.
He then casually grabbed Lin Yuan's hand, channeled his divine power, and healed his wounds.
The warmth of Si Jin's palm was magnified infinitely in Xiao Linyuan's mind, and his face turned so red that it seemed to be steaming.
My heart was pounding wildly, fearing I might do something outrageous.
Fortunately, Si Jin released her grip quickly.
Lin Yuan let out a long sigh of relief, but at the same time, his eyes were filled with disappointment.
I wonder when I'll be able to get this close to him again. I really want to... really want to get closer to him again. I like him, and I just can't help but show it.
Even when unhappy, love will unconsciously overflow from the depths of their eyes.
How could I hold Master's hand again? Or would I hurt it again?
Just as I was struggling with this decision, Si Jin walked in.
The gate wasn't closed, and Xiao Linyuan stared at Si Jin's figure, then hesitated again about whether to close it or not.
I'll look at him a little longer, a little longer... before closing the door.
To avoid appearing impolite, Xiao Linyuan greedily peered into the room while slowly closing the door, but unexpectedly, Si Jin returned in the blink of an eye.
He scolded, "Why did you close the door? Didn't I tell you to wait?"
As she spoke, she put the few rice dumplings in her hand into a bag and gave it to him: "Thank you, this is for you, wishing you a happy Dragon Boat Festival."
"However, I didn't wrap many zongzi, so I can't give them to every disciple. I'll give you one, but please keep it a secret."
Master, this rice dumpling was specially made for him! None of the other disciples received one!
"Yes, Master!" Lin Yuan hurriedly accepted, as if the whole world had been illuminated.
Blushing, she returned to her lodgings, took out only one zongzi and placed it on a plate. Then, she dried all the other zongzi, used her divine power to make them into specimens, and carefully preserved them.
After finally suppressing the joy in her heart, she carefully unwrapped the only small rice dumpling in front of her, her eyes shining with a special light.
He spoke solemnly: "Master, wishing you a peaceful and healthy Dragon Boat Festival, and may you be safe and joyful every day."
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