kvmb Chapter 487 You're really made of iron!
Chapter 487 You're really made of iron!
Nalan Yunyan immediately understood what Lu Yangyang meant.
Tears welled in her eyes as she pushed aside the guard's hands, asking, "Where's Dolan?"
“You two go separately. You leave first, and we’ll reunite you when we reach a safe place. Otherwise, if His Highness finds you, there’ll be nothing I can do,” Lu Yangyang said.
Nalan Yunyan was immediately convinced. She gripped the small bottle tightly and said excitedly, "Don't worry, as long as I go back, I will definitely do what I promised you."
Lu Yangyang waved to her, and Nalan Yunyan immediately followed the guard obediently.
After the two left the Immortal Temple, Wen Qingqing couldn't help but say, "What life-saving medicine? I remember that medicine bottle, wasn't that the hawthorn balls you asked me to make for you as snacks? You're such a con artist!"
When Wen Qingqing saw her take out that small bottle and smelled it, her eyes almost cramped from blinking so much. Could she have picked up the wrong one?
Lu Yangyang was often so busy that she would sometimes go hungry and sometimes not eat. Luckily, she had an ancient recipe for aiding digestion, and the hawthorn pills she made were very effective. After Lu Yangyang finished eating them, she begged her to make a few more bottles to keep as snacks. She even gave a few bottles to Jiang Zhiyi and the others. She absolutely couldn't have misremembered!
Lu Yangyang showed no shame at being exposed and even shamelessly stretched out her hand: "I've just finished eating. You can make me a few more bottles another day."
Wen Qingqing's eyes widened: "You know that!"
Lu Yangyang nodded: "That's right, but I can't exactly tell her to go back and tell Xiaoli to wait for me to pick her up, can I? But as long as she relays my words to Xiaoli, Xiaoli will know what I mean!"
Nalan Yunyan, a teenage girl, was sent to marry a foreign ruler by those with ulterior motives from Northern Yan. She was indeed innocent.
However, innocence does not mean that Nalan Yunyan is truly trustworthy. The positions of the two countries dictate that their brief interaction cannot yield any genuine feelings. What she wants is not Nalan Yunyan's gratitude, but simply that Nalan Yunyan will be grateful for her help today and repay Li Duan in the future. That would be enough.
Wen Qingqing: "...How exactly are your and Yi Yi's brains structured?"
After saying that, she shook her head: "Thinking about problems is too much of a headache. I'm going to take a nap. I'm exhausted. You're really an iron man!"
Lu Yangyang waved her hand and ran back to her room, then quickly treated the wound on Zong Que's shoulder.
Of course, she wasn't made of iron. She hadn't been able to get a full night's sleep in the past few days. When she was exhausted, she would just doze off for a while. Now that she had finished treating Zong Que's external injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, sat on the footstool by the bed, and fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the edge of the bed.
When Zong Que woke up in the middle of the night, the candles placed by the bed had burned down to almost nothing, leaving only a faint glow. In the soft candlelight, Lu Yangyang, with her head resting on her arm, was fast asleep by the bed, completely unaware of what was happening.
He moved his body, and the pain that swept over him as he relaxed instantly engulfed him. Just moving his arm caused a layer of cold sweat to seep from his forehead.
He slowly raised his hands, trying to sit up, but found that his hands had been wrapped up like dumplings by her, and he couldn't even open his fingers.
Looking at her masterpiece, he couldn't help but chuckle, and the pain that belatedly struck seemed to dissipate considerably.
He lowered his eyes and gazed at her quietly. After a long while, he forced himself to get up slightly and pulled the thin blanket over her.
He felt a little regretful at this moment. If he hadn't gone through so much trouble last night, he would still have the strength to carry her to bed. Now, even covering her with a thin blanket was so difficult, he was really useless.
Afraid that the effort would disturb her again, Zong Que lowered his hand, not daring to move again. He turned his head slightly and quietly watched her, waiting for the candle to burn out completely, plunging the surroundings into darkness. In the silent space, only the two of them breathed softly, their breaths intertwining quietly.
Lu Yangyang slept until dawn, then suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, only to find that she hadn't even realized when she was in bed, and that His Highness was nowhere to be seen.
She subconsciously reached out and touched the pillow; it was no longer warm. Had His Highness woken up long ago?
She clearly remembered that she had fallen asleep right next to the bed last night, so how did she end up on the bed?
Did she sleep with His Highness last night?
Lu Yangyang couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her face, trying to clear her mind, then quickly got out of bed and went to the yard.
The courtyard was quiet; the person who had been decocting the medicine had become Xiu Niang.
Hearing the noise, Xiu Niang turned around and saw her, exclaiming in surprise, "Sister, you're awake!"
Just as Lu Yangyang was about to ask why she was here, she looked up at the sky and asked in shock, "Is it already noon? Have I been sleeping for that long?"
Xiu Niang nodded: "That handsome brother said you were tired and needed to rest a little longer. Sister Wen went to help and said to go find them when you wake up. They went to the mine and said they were going to rescue all those people."
Lu Yangyang understood what she meant. It seemed that the matter of the Immortal Palace on the mountain had been resolved, and Lord Ling was now sending people to deal with the matter of the cinnabar mine.
The cinnabar mine is full of toxic gases, and one could be poisoned if one is not careful, so Wen Qingqing was called over to help.
She needs to go and see too!
Lu Yangyang responded and turned around to look for the water, but Xiu Niang quickly pointed to the corridor and said, "Sister, the water is over there. I've kept your breakfast warm for you. I'll go get it for you now."
Lu Yangyang looked at the incredibly vibrant little girl in front of her with surprise, and couldn't help but reach out and rub her face: "How can there be such a sweet and considerate little darling?"
Xiu Niang blushed instantly at her praise, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her shyly.
Lu Yangyang's eyes crinkled into a smile as she asked, "Are you still scared?"
Xiu Niang shook her head decisively: "I'm not afraid anymore, sister. I'm so happy. I'm so happy that I'm still alive and can still help with things. This is the happiest day of my life."
Last night, she was put to rest at the mortuary. She overheard the craftsmen and yamen runners talking about the girls' experiences. She stayed alone in a corner, too afraid to sleep, fearing it was all a dream. Early this morning, she woke up and cautiously followed behind the yamen runners.
Then Lord Ling saw her and asked her to go to the kitchen to help. She made breakfast for everyone, and they all praised her for making it delicious.
She was very happy, really happy. She realized that she could do many things, and do useful things. She seemed to understand a little bit what her sister meant when she said that one day she would be able to live on her own.
Feels great.