"Yunzhi sister, what are you doing?" Mo Qingchen was stunned when he saw Yunzhi kneeling on the ground.

  Yunzhi still looked anxious, Mo Qingchen reached out to grab her hem and said: "Sister Yunzhi, don't worry too much, I was just casually asking. Hey, this peach is very sweet, try some."

  Mo Qingchen said as he stuffed a large peach into Yun Chi's hand, Yun Chi hastily pushed it back out saying: "How can this be, such things aren't for Yun Chi to eat."

  Mo Qingchen chuckled and said, "Yunzhi sister, people say that happy things are even happier when shared with two people. If we eat this peach together, it will taste sweeter. Besides, you're my personal maid, if you don't know what this peach tastes like, I'll lose face too."

  Yun Zhi listened to Mo Qingchen say this, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the peach from him. Under Mo Qingchen's expectant gaze, he lightly bit into it, and as soon as he swallowed, he froze, with a line of clear tears streaming down his eyes.

  "Yunzhi sister?"

  Yun Zhi hastily wiped away her tears with her sleeve and said: "Miss, this peach is really too delicious."

  Mo Qingchen nodded and smiled, "I told you so, this peach is indeed very sweet. Yunzhi sister, I'm going to rest now, would you mind cleaning up here?" After finishing speaking, he lifted his foot and walked towards the house.

  Yun Zhi looked at Mo Qingchen's small back and then lowered her head to look at the peach in her hand, a smile curving up her eyes.

  Mo Qing dust suddenly pounced onto the bed, staring at the ceiling and let out a sigh. She was missing Lingzhi a bit.

  That spicy but kind girl, is she the only friend in this world? When I'm with her, I feel most at ease and won't misunderstand because of a word. I wonder if there will be another chance to meet in the future?

  Mo Qingchu thought for a moment, if one day he returned to see Liu Lingzhi as a cultivator, she probably wouldn't treat him the same way as before.

  He couldn't help but laugh at himself, thinking that he didn't have the luxury to think about such annoying things now, and should focus on his cultivation instead.

  Thinking so, she turned over and sat up, without getting out of bed, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

  Before long, Mo Qingchen's head spun and he fell asleep, his body tilting to one side.

  On the second day, in the early morning, Mo Qingchen stiffly walked out of the house with his neck stretched.

  "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Yunzhi asked in surprise as she saw Mo Qingchen walking with her head held high.

  Mo Qingchen frowned and said: "I probably slept in an awkward position yesterday and fell asleep with a stiff neck."

  Yun Zhi strongly suppressed his smile and supported Mo Qingchen as they walked out: "Miss, be careful."

  Mo Qing didn't dare move his neck and just stiffly walked out with Yun Xi's support.

  "Huh? Why isn't Grandpa here today?" Mo Qingchen asked.

  Yun Chi replied: "The Fifth Master left early this morning, saying he was going to pick ling grass and told you not to wait for him for dinner."

  Mo Qingchen didn't even dare nod his head, and merely opened his mouth to say: "Uh."

  "What a pity Old Master Wu is not here, otherwise there would definitely be a way." Yunzhi said again.

  Mo Qingchen's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself that you might as well just say I'm a jinx.

  She finished her meal and then followed Yunzhi to Chao Yang Hall.

  "Who are you? I've never seen you before?" A little boy with a sturdy build, like a lotus root, looked at Mo Qingchen curiously as he passed by a blooming patch of purple jasmine.

  Mo Qingchen looked at the young boy and saw a youth with an obvious servant-like appearance standing behind him, still replied: "I am Mo Qingchen, who are you?"

  The little boy listened and curled up his mouth, clapping his hands: "Ah, so you're Little Sixteen! Guess who I am?"

  Little Sixteen... Looking at the small boy in front of her, who was no bigger than a bean, calling himself that, Mo Qingchen felt an urge to ask the heavens why. She gritted her teeth and whispered: "Are you Little Fifteen?"

  "Ah, how did you know?" The little boy's eyes widened in surprise.

  Mo Qingchen said with a dark tone, "There is a servant behind you, obviously of high rank. That fits the age and hasn't been seen before, leaving only Xiao Shi Wu."

  "I guess so, haha." Mo Qingchen dryly laughed, really didn't know how to interact with a five-year-old kid.

  Unexpectedly, the little boy seriously patted Mo Qingchen's shoulder and said, "Not bad, you're quite clever. I'll take care of you from now on."

  Mo Qingchen took a deep breath, damn it, why did you have to pat me on the shoulder?

  Looking at Mo Qingchen's frowning face, the little boy furrowed his brow and said, "What, you're not willing to?"

  "I... I'm willing, just don't tap me on the shoulder, I've got a stiff neck." Mo Qingchen said slowly.

  The little boy was taken aback, then grinned and said: "Neck stiffness, haha, it's really interesting. Eh, Feng Gege, what is neck stiffness?"

  The boy behind him glanced at Mo Qingchen quickly and then explained what a fallen neck was to him in a low voice.

  Mo Qingchen finally saw a normal five-year-old kid, the ones he previously met at Chaoyang Hall were all cunning and not one bit inferior to modern ten- or fifteen-year-olds.

  The little boy listened to the young man finish speaking, then turned around and walked in front of Mo Qingchen with his short legs, saying in a milky voice: "You lower your head."

  "What are you doing?" Mo Qingchen asked cautiously.

  "I'll help you cure your stiff neck." The little boy said matter-of-factly.

  "Can you cure a stiff neck?" Mo Qingchen asked back, who would believe that a kid who had never even heard of a stiff neck could actually cure one?

  The little boy pouted and said: "Of course I will. Hurry up and bow your head, I haven't been to Chaoyang Hall for many days, it's not good to be late."

  "I... will not back down..." Mo Qingchen said frankly.

  The little boy looked at Mo Qingchen's stiff neck and, with a grin on his face, tiptoed up to her and quickly poked the fat fingers of his chubby hand against her neck several times.

  Miraculously, Mo Qingchen suddenly felt a lightness in his neck and was no longer frozen in place like he had been just before.

  "You're incredibly powerful, you can actually cure it!" Mo Qingchen exclaimed.

  The little boy was praised and felt great, smiling: "Of course, it's just that the blood is not flowing smoothly."

  In fact, once entering the Qi Refining stage, this minor problem can indeed be cured by anyone, but the little boy clearly had no intention of telling Mo Qingchen this.

  "Thank you, Little Fifteen." Mo Qingchen thanked sincerely.

  Xiao Shi Wu furrowed his brow and said: "You should call me Fifteen Ge!"

  Mo Qingchen almost stumbled and refuted: "You're only five years old, I'm six!"

  "I don't care, I'm ranked above you, so you have to call me Fifteenth Brother." said Little Fifteen.

  Others may look older than her, but the little bean in front of her actually wants her to call him Fifteen Brother. Mo Qingchen really can't bear to say it, and tempts: "How about this? You call me by my name, and I'll call you by your name too. My name sounds good, and you won't lose out."

  Xiao Shi Wu tilted his big head, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "That's okay, then remember, my name is Hu Tou!"