Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After being carried into the carriage by the crown prince, the child laid on him sleepily on the journey home.
She was still young, after all, so she was meant to sleep an abundant amount.
When they arrived at Pear Blossom Alley, the crown prince did not wake her up and carried her back to her room directly. He did let Wei Ziqin and Qiao Zhongbang know about this when he left.
Husband and wife stared at each other, bewildered. They both felt like they appeared to have obtained a son-in-law who came and went freely…
Hence, when the child woke up early the next morning, she was in a daze as she sluggishly blinked and saw the net around her bed.
“Little Master, good morning! Little Master, you’re so pretty today! Little Master, if you smiled, you’d definitely be prettier!”
‘Crap…’
Qiao Mu turned her head to the side and peered at the thing jumping around next to her pillow. Her lips involuntarily twitched.
She grabbed the little golem and expressionlessly opened its stomach.
A certain golem sobbed, “Little Master, you’re going to take away my spirit rock? Little Master, Little Master, I’ll miss you, ah… Ah…”
“Shut up.” After taking out this noisy golem’s spirit rock, Qiao Mu picked up the bag of spirit rock sitting next to the golem and tossed the golem into the bag.
Yesterday, in her foggy state, she heard the crown prince mutter to her, “This golem exhausts spirit rock quite fast. It’s fine when it just does the normal messenger and scouting duties. When it turns into combat mode, however, it uses up one spirit rock in two hours.
And spirit rocks supposedly could not be mined in Sikong Planet.
The crown prince actually possessed something that could not be found on Sikong Planet. After pondering over it briefly, Qiao Mu tossed it to the back of her mind. She had quite a lot of secrets on her anyway. The crown prince did not dig into the matter about Qiuqiu, so she naturally would not inquire further about this.
After wearing her clothes properly and putting away the golem and the bag of spirit rocks nicely, Qiao Mu opened the door and walked out.
She inhaled a breath of fresh air and walked a few steps along the corridor before suddenly pausing. She coolly looked at the two people who had their backs facing her in the small courtyard.
Qiao Zhongbang did not expect to be stopped by Wen Ruwan here early in the morning to talk.
Although they maintained their distance from each other, he felt something was odd when he saw Miss Wen secretively walk closer to him.
“Miss Wen, please speak frankly about what you want to say.” Qiao Zhongbang frowned and covertly took two steps back.
Wen Ruwan warmly smiled at Qiao Zhongbang and took out a white porcelain jar from her sleeves. She handed it to Qiao Zhongbang and said with a smile, “Big Brother Qiao, there’s a meridian-nursing pill in here. After you ingest it, it will be a great help for your damaged mystic meridians. There might even be a chance for recovery.”
Qiao Zhongbang’s eyelids jumped, and his eyes fervently landed on the porcelain jar in Wen Ruwan’s hand.
“Um… Miss Wen, I… don’t accept a reward that’s undeserved. How could I accept something so valuable from you?”
“Big Brother Qiao, don’t reject it. I’ve always been very grateful that you took me in and have been wanting to pay Big Brother Qiao back.” Wen Ruwan gently smiled like her name and softly said, “Big Brother Qiao, are you suspicious about the origin of this pill? Don’t worry. I encountered an immortal-like Daoist priest one time and helped him with a small trouble, so the Daoist priest gave this to me. There’s no way it can be fake, so don’t worry, Big Brother Qiao.”
“Th-that’s not it.” Qiao Zhongbang took a step back in embarrassment and kept waving his hand. “I can’t, I can’t. Miss Wen, I can’t—I absolutely can’t accept this pill. You should keep it.”
“Father,” Qiao Mu called out normally, interrupting Wen Ruwan from speaking.
