Chapter 30 Dew
The next morning, Zhu Huaizhen woke up from thirst.
Lou Li collected dew from nearby bamboo leaves and fed it to Zhu Huaizhen.
Zhu Huaizhen took a few sips and squinted his clear, bright grape eyes in happiness: "A-li, this dew is so sweet, different from other dew."
Of course it’s different.
The dew from Guiyuan Temple can nourish the skin and beautify the face over a long period of time, and is sought after by the noble women of Southern Yan.
Especially on the top of the mountain of Guiyuan Temple, the terrace is filled with holy water.
Lou Li just wanted that one drop to replenish his internal strength.
Therefore, what Zhu Huaizhen said was right. Lou Li approached Zhu Huaizhen for a purpose, which was not much nobler than Chen Mingan.
So Zhu Huaizhen greedily drank the dew from six bamboo leaves and immediately became full of energy.
She knelt with every step, still muttering to herself.
Thank God, Chen Mingan survived and regretted deceiving Zhu Huaizhen.
May God bless my father, elder sister, and third brother, may they live a peaceful and smooth life. May God bless Zhu Huaizhen, may she find a good match, and her husband be as obedient as a puppy.
"Zhen'er, you have prayed for Chen Ming'an, why don't you pray for me as well?" Lou Li said aggrievedly.
"Ali, you can be that puppy." Zhu Huaizhen smiled innocently.
Damn, Lou Li couldn’t even refute it.
However, Lou Li was a little depressed and didn't want to pay attention to Zhu Huaizhen.
Zhu Huaizhen was probably bored. He knelt down with every step, causing his knees to become red and swollen. The wound on his thigh was cracked and bleeding. He started talking about various topics and kept on chattering.
For example, when people in Nanyan eat Yangchun noodles, they often wonder whether they put a soft-boiled egg on the noodles, whether the soup is made from old hens, whether the scallions are chopped thinly or long strips, and whether they serve it with raw garlic.
Lou Li didn't want to answer because he didn't eat plain noodles.
For example, how often do people in Nanyan bathe? Do they bathe in hot spring pools or large wooden barrels? In hot spring pools, do they bathe together or alone? Do they use soap to rub themselves in the hot springs, the kind that produces black mud?
Lou Li still didn't want to answer. He was soaking in his big wooden barrel and had no idea about other people's habits.
For example, what styles of clothes did the people of Southern Yan like to wear, such as soft smoke gauze, square mesh gauze, cloud-cooked silk, floating light brocade, washing flower brocade, rain silk brocade, scattered flower brocade, moonlight brocade, woven gold brocade...
Lou Li still couldn't answer, he only traveled through Chuanzhou Liaoling.
If you wear anything else, your skin will itch and develop rashes.
"Forget it, you are not from Southern Yan." Zhu Huaizhen muttered to himself.
"When did I tell you that I'm not from Nanyan anymore? My father is from Nanyan!" Lou Li suddenly raised his voice like a fox with its fur standing on end, and his ears turned slightly red.
After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen chuckled and his eyebrows curved into little crescents.
Zhu Huaizhen can now be sure that Lou Li's father is not from Southern Yan either.
"I'm not going to pay attention to you anymore." Lou Li waved his hands a little irritably.
However, when Zhu Huaizhen climbed to the 9,900th step, he was so tired that he had no strength left in his body and rolled down. He was caught by Lou Li, and he only lost 100 steps.
"If you can't climb anymore, don't climb anymore." Lou Li injected some internal energy into Zhu Huaizhen.
Why is there only a little internal force? Because Lou Li is reluctant to give it up.
Every time Lou Li's internal strength is increased, he has to endure the severe pain of broken meridians, which is very precious.
"This is not fear..." Before Zhu Huaizhen could finish his words, Lou Li blocked his mouth.
Forget it, Lou Li thought that he could drink holy water when he reached the top of the mountain, so he might as well waste a little more internal energy.
Unfortunately, when he reached the top of the mountain, Zhu Huaizhen was so exhausted that he drank the holy water instead.
Well, it’s just like the nectar, which makes people gradually feel fresh and energetic.
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