By the time Yun Qingluo regained consciousness, it was already midnight.
She felt sore all over and angrily cursed Mo Beichen as a dog of a man.
Xiao Yi, oblivious to everything, made fun of Yun Qingluo in the system.
"No, isn't he tired? That bastard, I'm about to die." Yun Qingluo's angry voice was weak and feeble, making her seem even more delicate.
Xiao Yi scoffed, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not oxen that get worn out from plowing'?"
"Stop, stop, stop! Shut up, shut up! Just keep watching the show!" Yun Qingluo cursed.
She felt a bit cold and shrank closer to the heat source, when she was pulled over by a strong arm.
Yun Qingluo nestled in Mo Beichen's arms, pouted, turned her head to see the dark circles under the man's eyes, sighed, and found a comfortable position to lie down.
This man is so busy that he doesn't get enough sleep, yet he still has so much energy for this task; it's unbelievable.
"I wonder if it's cold at home, and how Zeyan and Qianyue are doing." Yun Qingluo drifted off to sleep again while thinking about these things.
The next day.
Yun Qingluo was awakened by the sound of thunder.
She sat bolt upright with a start.
"Oh my god, my back hurts so much! Xiao Yi, what's going on? Why is it thundering in the middle of winter?" Yun Qingluo said to Xiao Yi while rubbing her aching back.
She felt the light was dim, looked outside, and stopped what she was doing in surprise.
"Huh? Why is it so dark outside?" Yun Qingluo quickly put on her outer robe and shoes, walked to the door, lifted the curtain, and looked at the sky in surprise.
The sky was dark and gloomy, like the weather in June, which can change in an instant.
It looks like it's going to rain heavily.
In the distance, flashes of lightning were sometimes frightening.
"This weather is really strange. Yesterday's weather forecast didn't indicate anything like this. Judging from today's weather, it looks like this rain won't be light." Xiao Yi had just woken up and sounded surprised.
"No way, I'm not going to be unable to get back because of this awful weather, am I?" Yun Qingluo didn't care about the strange weather changes on the Xuancang Continent; she only cared about whether she could go home.
Just as Xiao Yi was about to speak, he was interrupted by the continuous sound of lightning.
Immediately afterwards, large raindrops began to fall from the sky with a pattering sound.
A shocked voice rang out, "This is unbelievable! It was a perfectly normal winter day, with snowflakes yesterday, and today there's thunder and lightning. Oh my, this rain is really heavy. This weather is so unusual!"
Yun Qingluo looked toward the source of the sound and saw the Ghost Doctor looking at the sky and the rain on the ground with a mixture of disgust and curiosity, while busy tying his cloak tightly with both hands.
Turning his head, he saw Yun Qingluo and walked quickly towards her. "You're not fully recovered yet, what are you doing out here? Come inside quickly."
Yun Qinglu greeted him with a smile, then led the Ghost Doctor to the main room next door, where they usually ate.
As soon as Yun Qingluo entered, she felt a wave of warmth wash over her. When she saw the stove in the room, her heart warmed; it must have been Achen who lit it.
The Ghost Doctor entered and felt the warmth of the room. He took off his cloak and handed it to the servant who had just come in to attend to him.
The attendant hung up his cloak and then left.
The Ghost Doctor sat down at the table, poured himself and Yun Qingluo a cup of hot tea, and then said with satisfaction, "Your master is an old man, but I didn't expect him to be so diligent, burning the stove so brightly so early in the morning."
Yun Qinglu raised an eyebrow, and blurted out in surprise, "Isn't it A-Chen?"
The Ghost Doctor smiled and glanced at Yun Qingluo, who looked away somewhat embarrassed.
The Ghost Doctor smiled and took a sip of tea. "I heard him leaving in the middle of the night. He's probably busy again. The monarch really cares about you, even finding time to come back and see you."
Yun Qingluo paused slightly as she reached for the teacup, then picked it up and took a sip.
It seems that he was already awake when I snuggled into his arms last night.
Perhaps it left while I was asleep again.
Xiao Yi snorted, "With your level of defensiveness, if an enemy came, you'd probably have been reincarnated several times over by now."
Yun Qingluo surprisingly did not refute.
She knew in her heart that when she was with A-Chen, she really didn't like to use her brain. The consequence of relaxing completely was that she also lost all her guard.
Thinking about the future, I silently reminded myself that I really need to pay close attention to some details.
"Uncle-Master, where is Master?" Yun Qingluo put down the cup in her hand on the table, got up and poured tea for the Ghost Doctor, then poured some for herself.
Looking at the rain outside, the Ghost Doctor said, "He's probably in the kitchen. I was talking about making you a medicinal meal last night, and I'll give you a good boost these next few days."
To be honest, he was jealous.
During this period, the two claimed to be traveling, but to be honest, with so much medicine to prepare, they had no time to enjoy the scenery.
This was intended for use on the battlefield, and neither of them trusted anyone else to handle it. From finding the medicinal herbs to making the finished product, they did everything themselves.
It can be said that aside from sleeping, eating, taking care of urgent needs, and searching for medicinal herbs, he spent the rest of his time making medicines.
As soon as he got back, he was thinking about his precious apprentice, but he didn't even have any pity for his junior brother.
The senior brother really does forget about his junior brother once he has a disciple.
Of course, he could only mutter these thoughts to himself. If he said them aloud, not only would it be embarrassing, but his senior brother would probably add insult to injury.
Yun Qingluo's smile grew wider and wider; her master was the best master in the world.
However, upon turning my gaze, I saw that the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the gloomy sky was becoming increasingly dark.
Yun Qingluo sighed, "With such heavy rain and thunder and lightning, I don't think we'll have any good weather for the next few days."
The Ghost Doctor watched as Yun Qingluo lay slumped over the table, gazing at the rain outside, her face filled with sorrow.
He knew that the child longed to go home.
He turned to look at the sky outside, wanting to say something nice, but suddenly a bolt of lightning seemed to split the sky in two, the blinding white light startling him so much that he squinted.
The words of comfort that were on the tip of my tongue couldn't be uttered.
We can't just lie to this dark, gloomy sky.
For a moment, the two of them silently watched the rain outside and listened to the occasional flashes of lightning.
Another bolt of lightning struck.
Yun Qingluo suddenly remembered that the Ghost Doctor hadn't had breakfast yet, and of course, she hadn't eaten either.
"Uncle-Master, I'll go to the kitchen and prepare something simple to eat." Yun Qingluo said, getting up and walking outside.
As soon as she lifted the curtain, she saw her master standing at the door with a pot in his hand, his mouth slightly open, as if he was about to call for someone. When he saw her, he quickly said, "Quickly, help me lift the curtain."
Yun Qingluo looked at the large pot in her master's hand. On the lid of the pot were four bowls, four spoons, and a large soup ladle.
Before her master could finish speaking, she quickly lifted the curtain, saying, "Master, why are you carrying the whole pot? There are servants in the courtyard; you could have just called them."
The Ghost Doctor also stood up, laughing and saying, "Tsk, such a big pot, we're in for a treat today."
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