"Master, what this vixen said is true. Without your help to repair her inner elixir, she will only have a few months to live." Seeing Hu Sanniang begging desperately, Xiaoyu felt a little sad for some reason, so she couldn't help but say a few good words for Hu Sanniang.
"But I don't need a dressmaker! My mom makes great clothes, and they're just what I like. Besides, what's the point of planting flowers and plants? Isn't that something only great-grandfathers like me would enjoy?" Zhou Yuanyuan said with a certain disapproval. In one sentence, she disliked Hu Sanniang's incompetence, and in two sentences, she also disliked Hu Sanniang's abilities because they weren't what she wanted.
"Master, doesn't your queen mother like sewing? Hu Sanniang's embroidery is really good, you can ask her to teach the queen mother how to embroider! Hu Sanniang has lived for so long, and she is very proficient in ancient costumes. Such tailors are rare. Also, the psychedelic grass grown by Hu Sanniang is really powerful. Didn't it provide the master with materials for making psychedelic pills last time?" Xiaoyu quickly gave ideas to Zhou Yuanyuan, intending to let Hu Sanniang "make the best use of everything."
The term "Empress Dowager" means "mother," a term Xiaoyu learned from Zhou Yuanyuan. During that time, Zhao Yunxiang tried every drastic measure to get Zhou Yuanyuan enrolled in a military kindergarten, even resorting to tactics like withholding her meals. Zhou Yuanyuan secretly complained to Xiaoyu about the increasingly brutal nature of her own Empress Dowager, and Xiaoyu learned a new term.
Thinking of the cheongsam that Hu Sanniang had hung in the tailor shop, Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, and her thoughts were attracted by the exquisite embroidery of the cheongsam. She didn't pay attention to Xiaoyu's nagging afterwards.
That day, Zhao Yunxiang was truly captivated by the cheongsam in Hu Sanniang's shop. Zhou Yuanyuan, leaning on Wen Ziqing's back, took a look too. "Wow! It's truly beautiful." "How about…?" "Let Hu Sanniang be my embroidery master, so I don't have to sit around all day, worrying about sending myself to school." Zhou Yuanyuan secretly pondered the idea.
Thanks to Zhao Qingshan's intervention, Zhou Yuanyuan finally escaped kindergarten. However, she likely couldn't escape elementary school. In the second half of next year, Zhou Yuanyuan would be of school age, and Zhao Qingshan would definitely not help her skip school. After all, in the eyes of adults, children who didn't go to school were considered unproductive.
However, when did Xiaoyu become so kindhearted, speaking up for Hu Sanniang? Wasn't she afraid that Hu Sanniang's presence would affect her position as "number one favorite"? Somehow, Zhou Yuanyuan always felt that something was wrong with Xiaoyu today.
"Master, I just... I just feel a little sorry for the little fox! You're only over 500 years old, but you look so old. The most important thing is that your life is about to end..."
Before Xiaoyu finished speaking, Zhou Yuanyuan almost burst out laughing.
Only...over five hundred years old? Only? Doesn't Xiaoyu find the word a little strange? Zhou Yuanyuan was only forty years old in her two lifetimes, and she already felt like a middle-aged woman with a vicissitudes of life. She didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so cruel. In her mouth, the five-hundred-year-old Hu Sanniang was like a girl of sixteen or seventeen.
"Master, I'm telling the truth," Xiaoyu protested weakly. The lifespan of demons is very long. In Xiaoyu's original world, it's not uncommon for the ancient Qingqiu fox tribe to live to tens of thousands of years old. Hu Sanniang, who's over five hundred years old, would be a young girl of sixteen or seventeen, calculated based on the human lifespan. If it weren't for the problem with Hu Sanniang's inner elixir, she would be the cone-faced, peach-blossom-eyed, and enchantingly beautiful girl that Zhou Yuanyuan imagined.
Fine! No need to argue about age with the multi-thousand-year-old Jade Spirit. Xiaoyu would get furious if she continued. Zhou Yuanyuan considerately put the age issue aside for the moment.
What Zhou Yuanyuan desperately needed to understand was why Hu Sanniang insisted on following her. Could it be that after her rebirth, she, Zhou Yuanyuan, had acquired some kind of "turtle spirit"? The tiger's body shook, and even the demons came to her for shelter?
Zhou Yuanyuan's wild imagination nearly brought Xiaoyu to tears. "Master, you're overthinking things. And you're being a bit cuckoldous?" Is there a way to describe a delicate little girl like that? A tiger's body? More like a cat's body! Didn't you see your fiancé always giving you a "smooth head pat" like he was stroking your fur?
"Xiao Yu, don't you find it strange? I've used the magic of drawing a prison on the ground. Logically, Hu Sanniang shouldn't be able to see me! How could she be obsessed with the cuckold aura on me?" Zhou Yuanyuan felt that if she didn't figure out this problem, she couldn't happily accept Hu Sanniang.
Xiaoyu is nearly driven mad by Zhou Yuanyuan's bizarre ideas. Shouldn't Master be exploring Hu Sanniang's potential and calculating the benefits of accepting her? Is it fun to dwell on this bastard's aura? Or does Master really want her fiancé to cheat or something? A thousand-year-old bastard, ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, Master, are you sure you like to plant grass on your own head?
If it weren't for the image of a smug fox face constantly floating in her mind, Xiaoyu would have given up trying to convince Zhou Yuanyuan. Xiaoyu and the old fox had fought for so many years, neither of them could win, but instead they developed a mutual admiration. For the sake of the old fox, Xiaoyu reluctantly helped his great-great-great-granddaughter today and explained Hu Sanniang's motives for accepting her master. There was no other way. Xiaoyu was now Zhou Yuanyuan's pet, and everything she owned, including the spiritual energy she cultivated, belonged to her. Without Zhou Yuanyuan's consent, Xiaoyu could not help Hu Sanniang at all.
"Master, the fox demon has a very sharp intuition. She thinks you are her benefactor, so she keeps pestering you." Xiaoyu glanced at Hu Sanniang who was kowtowing continuously, and the thought of helping her once again prevailed in her mind.
"Master, please accept Hu Sanniang! At worst, Xiaoyu will take care of Hu Sanniang's recovery. Xiaoyu will work hard to cultivate more spiritual energy, which will not affect the work of repairing the sea of consciousness, and will definitely not let the little fox bother you in the slightest..." Xiaoyu made a huge investment to convince Zhou Yuanyuan. You know, Xiaoyu's innate spiritual energy is a valuable thing. If Zhou Yuanyuan used even a little bit of it, Xiaoyu would nag for a long time.
Today, for this Hu Sanniang, Xiaoyu was actually willing to give up her spiritual energy? Something is wrong, something is very wrong! Zhou Yuanyuan thought.
"Xiaoyu, are you a man?" Zhou Yuanyuan suddenly asked a nonsensical question.
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