"What?"

  Hua Rou's words scared two disciples, especially the one who was possessed by the evil spirit, who turned pale and loudly begged Hua Rou to save her.

  Hua Rou deliberately paused for a few seconds before calmly saying, "Saving you is easy to say, but first, you have to tell me why you took my backpack and stole my herbs?"

  The two disciples exchanged a glance at once.

  The uninjured one said to the injured one: "Don't mind her, let's go down the mountain and find the master of the house immediately, we can still make it!"

  "Maybe!" Hua Rou drew out her voice: "Anyway, even if luck is bad and your fingers can't be used again, the one who becomes disabled isn't you..."

  "I said!" The injured disciple looked at his own swollen and pale hand, anxiously saying: "I took your backpack, just...just didn't want the Poison House to win over us!"

  Huh?

  Hua Rou looked at this disciple in disbelief, this reason was too far-fetched!

  "That's right, competition among peers is common, you don't have to poison her because of this! If her hand really becomes useless, it's equivalent to ruining her!"

  "Hua Ruo hurriedly defended herself: 'Don't frame me! I didn't poison her! It just so happens that the poisonous snake grass was among the materials I needed today, and she unfortunately ran into it herself!'"

  Huā Róu said, then grabbed a few handfuls of grass and handed them to disciple Yǐ: "Cut your finger, squeeze out the black blood, wrap this herb on it, and you'll be fine in a moment."

  The disciple looked at Hua Rou with a skeptical face: "Is that all? Won't my fingers be crippled?"

  Hua Rou twisted her mouth: "That... I lied to you, your hand won't rot off, at most it'll just swell for a few hours..."

  The younger brother let out a sigh of relief at that moment, while the person next to him glared at Hua Rou and dragged the man away.

  Hua Rou hurriedly tidied up the scattered herbs and backpack, but she had no idea that Mu Junwu was quietly watching her from under a nearby tree.

  A pebble fell from Mu Junwu's fingertips onto the ground. Although he still looked calm and collected, the corners of his mouth had already curled up.

  Coming but not going is impolite, and he's not a soft persimmon either.

  He carried a load of saltpeter and walked forward along the medicine field.

  "Looking for Big Brother Mo?" Hua Rou came out with a basket on her back and happened to meet Mo Junwu who was "passing by": "How did you end up coming to Yao Mountain?"

  I picked up the cloth bag in my hand: "Materials."

  "Oh, so your agency's house also needs to go to Yao Mountain to find materials! Ermu big brother, thank you for teaching me last time. Now I not only know how to gather energy, but I can also practice a few moves!"

  Admiring you, I glanced at Hua Rou: "Not bad."

  Hua Rou heard the praise and a bright smile spread across her face, that smile was like the stars in the night sky making Mu Junwu's eyes shine brightly.

  "What have you learned?" He spoke unexpectedly.

  Hua Rou was taken aback for a moment, then immediately replied: "Quite a few!"

  Hua Rou immediately showed off everything she had learned, her two hands gesturing and her feet moving in rhythm, as beautiful as a dancing phoenix.

  Huā Róu Biān said as she gestured, but Mù Jūn Wú, who was walking with her, didn't pay attention to what she was saying at all, and only noticed her radiant smile.

  That smile was as radiant and bright as the sun, as gentle and pleasant as a spring breeze, for a moment he felt dizzy, as if he had returned to his childhood when he saw the pure smile on the grass.

  The world is all tainted with dust, no longer pure and clean. But she can still be so clean, it's really hard... Looking at it this way, coming to the Tang Gate might not be wrong after all... If I could see such a clean and comfortable smile every day... It wouldn't be bad either.

  The corners of Mu Jun's mouth rose slightly again.

  He misses those carefree and innocent years, but time once gone will never return. The more he experiences darkness, the more he yearns for a secluded utopia, hoping to be that free-spirited man from Wuling.

  Hua Rou turned around and saw Mu Junwu looking at her with a slight smile, instantly feeling delighted. She walked backwards while making a gesture of a newly learned move towards him.

  She landed perfectly, her hands and feet also light and agile, just as she landed, her foot happened to step on a protruding stone.

  "Be careful!" Mu Junwu reminded in a low voice, looking at Hua Rou who was about to fall backwards. He quickly stretched out his hand and pulled her arm towards him, and Hua Rou immediately fell forward, not only into Mu Junwu's arms but also hugging him tightly.

  Admiring you, my eyebrows are raised, eyes wide open - it's still the first time he's been held so tightly.

  Hua Rou suddenly felt her posture in the warm and cool tactile sensation of being held, at this moment her heart seemed to have grown wings, and she began to flutter and fly.

  "Sorry" Hua Rou hastily let go of his waist and backed away with a red face: "I..."

  "Be careful." Mu Junwu grabbed her arm, preventing her from falling again in a fluster. He then saw her cloud-pink face and felt an inexplicable sense of delight: "Give me the backpack!"

  "Huh?"

  "I'll help you carry it down the mountain."

  "It's okay, I..."

  Hua Rou's words came to an abrupt halt as Mu Junwu had already reached out to take the backpack off her shoulders. She was taken aback by the sudden move and mechanically cooperated, then stared blankly as Mu Junwu easily slung the backpack over his shoulder.

  "Let's go!" Mu Jun took a step forward, and Hua Rou quickly turned around to follow behind him, but she pinched her own arm...

  Yeah, it hurts, I'm not dreaming...

  Hua Rou's face was filled with joy and shyness, she never thought that Mu Da Ge, who didn't like to bother with people, would take the initiative to talk to her.

  "Thank you, Mu Ge, you're really good to me." She spoke from the heart, and he paused, turned his head to glance at Hua Rou, with a somewhat fake expression: "I just didn't want you to roll down the mountain."

  After I finished speaking, I took a step forward and turned around, that rigid face was filled with spring breeze and smiles.

  Hua Rou stuck out her tongue and followed behind, skipping along.

  The two of them chatted and laughed as they came down the mountain.

  And in the medicine field not far behind them, Ziqi and Zihua stood shoulder to shoulder, with a hint of shock and anger on Ziqi's face.

  "My goodness! Hua Rou and Mu Junwu are so close?!" Zi Hua muttered in disbelief: "Not only were they hugging, but Mu Junwu was also helping her carry things? These two are just too..."

  "Let's go!" Zi Qi gritted her teeth and turned around to head down the mountain.

  She finished making the medicine early today and thought that she needed to do more to win, so she pulled Zi Hua along with her to Yao Shan to help Hua Rou pick herbs, but never expected to run into such a scene.

  Hua Rou, what makes you deserve his favor? You're not worthy!

  Zi Qi stormed back into the poisonous room, grabbed a book and flipped through it silently.

  The skill of making a cup of tea has brought back the fragrance of flowers.

  "I'm back, this is what I picked today..."

  "Wow, you're moving pretty fast today!" Zi Hua raised an eyebrow, staring at her with a mischievous glint in his eye. Hua Rong felt annoyed by his expression and hastily said "You guys are busy", before quickly leaving the east wing.

  He stared at Hua Rou's back and muttered softly: "She doesn't look that beautiful, how did Mu Junwu take a liking to her..."

  "Shut up!" Ziqi angrily threw down her book, got up and grabbed some herbs from the basket behind her before storming out of the house.

  "Hey! It wasn't me who robbed you, why are you taking it out on me...?"