me. My brother had Lin Yanqin buy all the medicine and medical equipment he needed, and then my brother bandaged his back."You're such an incompetent doctor." Mu Wanchen looked at the needle stuck cro...An endless vista, a fairyland of white clouds...

He could say such things, and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of bitterness and joy in my heart.

According to legend, Baiyun Xianxiang is the abode of immortals.

He means I'm his home The thought makes me smile and close my eyes.

Such sweet talk is really heart-wrenching.

"Checking for compatibility" Jiang Qiyun frowned and asked, "Whose"

"It's that Shaman King! So strong, so strong, the one with the wooden mask." I said seriously. "He's actually pretty good, he didn't mistreat me, I just promised to help him find a wife."

Jian Qiyun's face darkened. "What does this have to do with you"

"...I promised to take a look for him, and only then did he agree to get me out as soon as possible. A man has to keep his word, you know."

"I've pestered him several times," Jiang Qiyun said with a hint of helplessness, "We can't summon the Yama here. Let's talk outside."

After my clothes had dried, I struggled into them, my shaky legs and aching back protesting. I then pulled on his outer robe. Jiang Qiyun led me out of his small space.

He said he would gradually make a decision later, waiting for the right time to come. When the time is right, we'll see where I want to live and then talk about it.

Once again standing by the river, there was a pungent scent of rain washing over the mountains. The zombie-maker's village and their zombie creations had all turned to ash.

Jiang Qiyun took me to the cliff where the Witch King's interdimensional portal was located, but we didn't know how to get past it.

Ordinary people wouldn't walk out of here, that's jumping off a cliff.

Jiang Qiyun was carrying me, with one foot of mine on the edge of the cliff. I reached out and touched it, but there was no portal.

He gripped me, his voice laced with anger as he said, "You really are keeping your promises, aren't you Going all out for him like that"

" ...Keeping your promises, isn't that right"

"How many times have I asked you to listen, and how many times have you listened"

"Um..." I can't argue with that.

Jiang Qiyun brought me back, telling me that the Witch King wasn't easy to find, and even he couldn't locate the boundary's method.

"Is the Shaman very powerful" I sat on the cliff edge, tapping a small stone.

“Among mortals, in your circle, I estimate that no one can stand against him. After all, the two words 'witchcraft and sorcery' carry a taboo that has spanned thousands of years; they are mysterious and terrifying.”

He frowned and asked me, "Do you still want to go home"

“Then how do I leave him a message” I was so tired, my legs and back ached. I just wanted to go home and rest and hug my brother.

Jiang Qiyun sighed and squatted down, taking the small stone from my hand. He didn't know what kind of magic he used, but he wrote the information found by the judge on the ground of the cliff face.

He wrote very simply, just a person's name, place name, and eight characters.

"If the Shaman King came out from here, he would definitely see it. Others wouldn't be able to see through such a spell... Come on, this way you won't have broken your promise."

When Jiang Qiyun pulled me into the white circle of light, I couldn't help but glance back at Jiang Qiyun's name carved there.

That's someone else's story. My story is the man holding my hand.

》》》

I was worried that something bad would happen, but it didn't. Jiang Qiyun doesn't seem to have been punished, which worries me a bit. I think he might be hiding something from me, but he shows up every night, so I keep telling myself everything is fine.

One day when I woke up, he hadn't vanished. That was a first!

I turned my head to look at him. He was staring straight at me. I was stunned for a moment, then suddenly cried out, "Your eyes can see!"

He raised his hand and rubbed the Qiming acupoint, frowning: “It should be alright. The soul that was filled in always feels difficult to perfectly integrate, but it’s fine… I want to see what you look like when you wake up, I don’t think I’ve ever really looked before.”

"You're saying such strange things, you must be hiding something from me!"

He glared at me coldly, pressing a deep kiss upon me that nearly reignited the flames, but he had no time to linger, vanishing as silently and coldly as he appeared.

My brother shouted from downstairs, "Xiao Qiao hurry up! Don't miss the auspicious time! We don't have time to wait for your husband to pay his grain tax before we leave today!"

What the heck is this grain ration!

When I went down, my brother was stunned: "So soon today"

"Everyone says there's no more grain tax!"

But your lips are so red.

This guy, can he please not be so picky and harsh.

Today is Dad's discharge day. The cost of rehabilitation is more expensive than the previous hospitalization, and my current savings are only enough for food. However, having Dad back home gives me and my brother a sense of accomplishment.

How many young people can afford such a large medical bill without borrowing from relatives

Dad was filled with emotion. When he got home, he immediately took a bath with yarrow and then sat comfortably at the table, waiting for me to serve the dishes.

"I never thought you two would be so successful. Dad can now retire to the sidelines with peace of mind. Hey, Qiao, isn't it that you want to learn the way Dad will teach you. What's so great about the Shen family anyway Hmph." Dad said arrogantly.

I thought my dad was really better than the Shen family, but who knew his next sentence would be: "Our family has all of the Shen family's classic secret recipes! Back then, your mom was bored and almost copied all the important classics by hand. She gave them to me saying they were her dowry. You can learn at home too, if you don't understand, ask old dad for help."

Although Dad jokes around, his body isn't really up for doing things the way he used to.

He is only in his forties, but after this incident, he looks ten years older. His mindset has changed, and he only wants to look after the shop. He doesn't want to go back into the circle anymore.

One day when I was going downstairs, I saw Jiang Qiyun leaning on the sofa with my father, drinking tea. He casually asked me, "What kind of dowry do you want"

Engagement gifts

"My dad shook his head and said, 'I used to think Qiao wouldn't live long, but now it seems she's doing well. You can take good care of my daughter, I'll even bow down to you in gratitude. As for the dowry, forget about it.'"

" ... will let her live a good life." Jiang Qiyun replied faintly.

I pursed my lips and didn't tell him that I had already secretly started doing my homework morning and night. With my dad teaching me, those obscure and difficult texts became much easier to understand.

》》》

This morning, I received a phone call from the department head, repeatedly requesting that I return to school.

I was thinking that people were helping me through the back door, and it wasn't good to refuse too thoroughly. But my brother went for an internship, and I was afraid to go out alone now, so I had no choice but to call Song Wei and ask her to go to school with me.

Song Wei, righteous and brave, came running to my house to pick me up: “Oh dear, why would a pregnant woman go back — Hey! What are you wearing That’s so ugly!”

What else would you wear besides loose workout clothes

"Let's go buy some maternity clothes later, or what will you wear when your belly gets bigger" She looked at me worriedly and said: "Xiao Qiao, you don't even consider how scary it is to be a mom, do you There are so many things you need to buy!"

She talked to me all the way until we met the head of the department, and only then did I get a moment's peace.

The director smiled and said, "Well, Mu classmate, we don't want to bother you, but today is the groundbreaking ceremony for the building donated by President Lin. The head of the Education Department instructed us to conduct an exclusive interview, but President Lin refuses interviews. We had no choice but to ask you—"

>ouldn't help but press down harder on the gas pedal, wanting to drive faster.The car ran over a stone, jolting heavily. I felt a "thud" in my back as a body was thrown against the back of the driver's...