Xin Lin blinked her eyes, looking at Long Qingxuan.
Long Qingxuan, feeling a bit embarrassed under her gaze, picked up a bun and took a bite.
As soon as the bun entered his mouth, Long Qingxuan couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow slightly.
It was delicious, and even though it was a vegetarian bun, the thin skin didn’t affect its texture, and the filling was incredibly fresh and tasty, exceptionally delicious.
Coming from the Imperial Family, after entering the Taichang Holy Institute, Long Qingxuan had paid little attention to culinary pleasures and had refrained from eating anything other than Spiritual Valley and Spiritual Water to maintain clarity of mind.
But as soon as this bun entered his mouth, it made him yearn for the wonderful taste of Spiritual Food.
This isn’t good; a re bun has stirred a craving for delicious food.
Long Qingxuan put down the Spiritual Delicacy Bun, his face still wearing a warm smile.
"Crown Prince, is it that the buns aren’t to your taste?"
Xin Lin asked, feeling a bit aggrieved.
"The buns are very tasty; it’s just that I’ve already had breakfast."
Long Qingxuan gazed at Xin Lin’s round, cute face, trying to discern so clue from her expression.
Unfortunately, besides innocence and naivety, he could see nothing else.
However, one thing was certain: this little girl before him obviously had no connection to dirty, ghostly creatures.
Long Qingxuan glanced at Chu Beiqing sitting opposite him, who, seeing Long Qingxuan not eating, didn’t hold back and happily devoured a bun, his handso face full of bliss.
Xin Lin kept reminding her silly dad to eat slowly, wiping the oil stains from his mouth with her sleeve. No matter how you looked at it, they seed like a harmonious father-daughter pair.
And then there was this yard.
The small courtyard where the School Clinic was situated had dicinal herbs growing splendidly, the flowers, plants, and fruits bursting with life, showing no signs of damage from ghostly creatures.
"Xin Lin, has Uncle Chu’s condition improved?"
Long Qingxuan softly inquired.
"A while back, he suddenly fell seriously ill, nearly losing his life. I thought he wouldn’t make it through, but he slowly recovered in the end."
Xin Lin’s eyes turned red, with a hint of fear, much like a helpless child, the father-daughter bond evident.
"Uncle Chu will be blessed, don’t worry too much. He’s endured so much over the years; surely there’s good fortune ahead for him."
Long Qingxuan consoled.
The two chatted and laughed for a mont, then Long Qingxuan stood up.
"By the way, have you seen any students from Gu Feng Academy?"
With that, Long Qingxuan looked at Xin Lin.
"Students from A and B Class Academy? I saw a few from Star Academy during a previous free consultation, but they have high cultivation and only suffered flesh wounds. I mainly see students from Qingtian Academy."
Xin Lin said.
"I’ve heard you’re a master of dical skills. Why not take a look at ? Lately, I haven’t been feeling quite right."
As Long Qingxuan spoke, he extended his hand, his face full of smiles, making it hard to refuse.
Yet Xin Lin felt a slight jolt in her heart.
This guy is really tough to deal with.
Even after using Oscar-worthy acting, the other party wasn’t giving up.
She couldn’t easily refuse, so she replied awkwardly.
"I only know a little, all of which I learned from my dad’s dical books. Since the Crown Prince trusts , I’ll have a look."
With that, Xin Lin placed her index and middle fingers on Long Qingxuan’s wrist.
It seed like a light touch, but in reality, she was already prepared. If Long Qingxuan tried sothing, she would use the Vessel-locking Technique to lock his True Qi first.
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