However clever and sensible, he was still only five years old.
A child of five had suffered too many illnesses, and though his body was no longer in pain, he had left his mother’s side.
Fortunately, he still had Xie Yi to keep him pany on ordinary days.
"..."
Xie Yi felt a bit awkward.
He was getting on in years, yet he wasn’t as insightful as a child.
He turned over to lie flat, "Then strive to study and memorize the medical texts, perhaps your father and mother will e to fetch you very soon!"
"I want to learn medicine and Martial Arts from Old Ancestor!" Qin Mao said softly.
"Don’t you want to go home?"
"I do, but only with high proficiency in Martial Arts can one protect those they wish to protect. Knowing medicine means knowing the Poison Technique as well, you must understand, medicine and poison are closely linked!"
"..." Xie Yi fell silent.
Qin Mao was still speaking softly.
He never treated Xie Yi as a child who knew nothing, he always felt that Xie Yi knew more than he let on.
"Sleep now!"
It was unclear who whispered softly.
Xie Zhinuan returned to the main courtyard, ultimately still worried about Xie Yi, and after practicing punching, swordplay, and taking a bath, decided to go check on Xie Yi.
She went alone to the neighboring courtyard, where Uncle Yu said softly, "Both have gone to sleep!"
"Uncle Yu has had a hard time these days!"
The two children, studying Martial Arts and medicine under the old master, were often in Uncle Yu’s care.
Especially Ayi, so young and naive.
Uncle Yu smiled and shook his head.
He beckoned Xie Zhinuan to sit and poured her a cup of warm water.
"I really like this kind of life!" Uncle Yu said gently, sitting down next to Xie Zhinuan and pouring himself a cup of warm water as well.
He truly enjoyed this kind of life.
Without the boundless, impractical waiting, the events of the past seemed like fleeting clouds. Looking back on them, they felt both laughable and pitiable. He had e to understand that it wasn’t love, but merely a childhood infatuation.
This life now, though it involved caring for a child, brought him daily fulfillment, without restless worry or agonizing gains and losses.
"How about you, are things going smoothly?" Uncle Yu asked.
"They are going smoothly!"
"If you’re tired, you should rest, don’t push yourself, you’re still a girl after all!" Uncle Yu advised softly.
He admired Xie Zhinuan greatly.
At such a young age, she had achieved so much.
Many girls her age were still naive, spending their days frivolously and carelessly like Mu Rourou, living somewhat thoughtlessly.
Unlike her, shouldering such a heavy burden.
He couldn’t help her with her affairs outside, but could only take good care of the two children, sparing her worries about home matters.
"Hmm!" Xie Zhinuan humbly accepted the advice.
After chatting with Uncle Yu for a while, she tiptoed into the room to check on the two children.
Seeing them sleeping soundly, Xie Zhinuan’s heart softened.
She reached out to tuck in their blankets properly, then tiptoed out of the room, telling Uncle Yu to also sleep early, reminding him that staying up late was not good at his age, before returning to the main courtyard to rest.
Ye Hang snuck into the residence at night, and as he stepped in, the silly girl launched an attack with her sword.
Her moves were fierce and quick, her Martial Arts highly proficient, each strike targeting Ye Hang’s vital points. Duobao, hearing the motion, came and saw the silly girl forcing Ye Hang into a continuous retreat, not needing his help at all.
And Xie Zhinuan stood beneath the eaves, quietly watching, not scared nor panicked.
"..." Duobao pursed his lips.
It wasn’t until Ye Hang received a stab that Xie Zhinuan spoke up softly, "Silly girl, he’s an acquaintance!"
"..."
"..."
Upon hearing this, the silly girl swiftly withdrew her hand and gave Ye Hang a cold look.
But Duobao was astonished beyond measure.
An acquaintance? A man... and even more, a rather handsome one. Duobao felt that Xie Zhinuan had heartlessly betrayed his master.
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