"A water battle, I shouldn't be of any use, right?"
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Nightfall.
The moonlight shines through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the blue brick floor.
Li Huilan's fingers gently traced the scar on Xia He's chest. The new flesh was still a faint pink.
"This... is it an arrow wound?"
Her voice was trembling.
Xia He grabbed the restless hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it:
"It was hit by a barbarian's iron arrow, but it's no big deal."
Li Huilan suddenly propped herself up, her long black hair falling like a waterfall.
The moonlight cast a layer of silver on her fair skin, making the red mole on her collarbone even brighter.
She bit her lower lip, her eyes sparkling with tears:
"It always makes me so worried."
Xia He was about to explain when he suddenly felt dizzy.
The young wife turned over and pressed him under her.
The bellyband embroidered with twin lotus flowers fluttered to the ground, and she blushed and pressed Xia He's wrist:
"Tonight...you are not allowed to move."
The old locust tree outside the window rustled.
Xia He was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly:
"Madam, what are you going to do..."
"Punish you."
The hibiscus tent is warm, but the spring nights are bitterly short.
When the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Xia He looked at his wife sleeping in his arms and gently brushed away the sweaty hair on her forehead.
Li Huilan muttered something in her dream and unconsciously snuggled into his arms.
Xia He smiled slightly, lay down for a while, but couldn't fall asleep again, so he carefully got up, put on his clothes and went to the yard.
The coolness of the autumn night made him shiver, and the meridians in his right arm felt slightly hot.
That is the newly opened meridians operating on their own.
He took a deep breath and got into position.
"call--"
The wind from his fist broke through the air, Xia He's movements became faster and faster, and a light golden halo gradually appeared around his body.
It was as if there were golden threads flickering under the skin, like a swimming dragon.
"The speed of opening up the second main vein is still a bit slow, there are not enough resources..."
He rubbed his right arm and muttered to himself.
To cultivate to the Tongmai realm, a huge amount of resources is needed to open up each main meridian.
However, as he is the direct disciple of Governor Li, why would he need to worry about resources?
The next morning, Xia He went to the Quartermaster Department in the east of the city in person.
The steward treated him like a patriarch and prepared the list in less than half an hour:
Thirty kilograms of "chalcedony rice", five boxes of "blood ginseng paste", and three jars of "sun wine" brewed with the blood of ferocious beasts.
"Sir, this batch of spiritual rice just arrived yesterday."
The steward rubbed his hands.
"I heard that after three years of planting in the spiritual field, I only harvested 80 kilograms per acre..."
For seven days in a row, everything went according to routine.
Practice exercises during the day and talk to his wife at night.
Li Huilan didn't bother him, but just cooked some nourishing soup in different ways every day.
Sometimes it is black chicken with angelica sinensis, sometimes it is lamb bones with wolfberry.
"Lan'er, you've taken too much supplements. Can your body handle it?"
"I can handle it..."
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