"Brother Xiao Yuan!"

Having officially reported in, Deng Chen got out of the car and came up to Li Zhiyuan.

"Head back to Shigang Town first. Wait until I notify you tonight to come over."

"Okay, Brother Xiao Yuan!"

Deng Chen swiftly got back on his bicycle and rode away with vigor.

If Grandma Liu’s issue can be resolved smoothly later, then tonight, according to plan, we can help Tan Wenbin’s two kids reincarnate.

Under the Peach Forest.

Qing’an raised the wine jar, poured the wine onto their arm, then lowered their head, lips pressed to the skin, drawing in the liquid.

Along with the liquid, the remaining Sword Qi on their arm was also absorbed, and the wound healed rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

However, soon, faces appeared on their previously smooth skin again.

They displayed a variety of expressions, conveying extremely rich emotions.

Qing’an’s eyes gradually became distracted, then disordered.

In truth, most of the time, it didn’t remember who it was.

The only distinct memory was of who he used to be.

The resemblance and relationship with the young man allowed it to seek out the self once reflected in the mirror through the young man, achieving a brief, rare clarity.

After the Sword Qi entered their throat, it heightened the ordinary loose wine brought from the town to an intense level.

Even though its gaze and expression were already muddled, its mouth murmured like in a dream:

"You should... still be alive, right?

Are you still loving him now, or do you hate him to death?"

Back then, she said her greatest wish was to be by his side forever, to always watch him.

Then he researched and taught her the method of longevity, and she practiced it.

"But longevity, it’s a kind of torment..."

...

Liu Yumei opened her eyes again, rising from the bed once more because she sensed that the Sword Qi she left in the Peach Forest had disappeared.

After that fight, both sides maintained a tacit understanding, at least on the surface, neither had lost.

Now that it’s broken the understanding, Liu Yumei couldn’t just sit there, Miss Liu wouldn’t admit defeat.

Alii also stood up, reaching out to stop Liu Yumei.

But this time, Liu Yumei’s attitude was determined, even Alii couldn’t stop her.

Outside the house, Aunt Liu and Uncle Qin exchanged looks, sensing the mistress’s aura rise again, possibly stepping out the next moment.

Then what should they do?

Stop the mistress, or accompany her to fight?

Luckily, the young man returned at this moment.

Li Zhiyuan took the candle again from Aunt Liu’s hand and walked into the East Room.

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open, Alii retreated first, and Li Zhiyuan hurriedly reached out to support.

Liu Yumei walked out of the bedroom, catching sight of this scene and coldly remarked:

"Even if you have an arranged marriage, before the wedding, you must remember that men and women shouldn’t touch. How unseemly is this clinging together?"

Aunt Liu standing outside heard this, puffed up her cheeks.

Who was it that, like herself, loved sitting on the dam all day, drinking tea while enjoying the sight of the two kids together?

She just had some melon seeds to pass the time, but that one came up with a big bowl of names while watching.

Eager for the two kids to grow up overnight, get married, and quickly turn that bowl of names into a basket of little ones.

Uncle Qin didn’t laugh; he spent his days either farming or delivering goods and lacked such observations.

Aunt Liu turned to look at him.

Seeing Aunt Liu’s expression, Uncle Qin naturally let out a chuckle: "Heh."

"Buzz!"

A sword flew out from the house.

Uncle Qin instinctively wanted to punch the sword away, but thinking of whose sword this was, his greater instinct immediately suppressed his current instinct.

He didn’t move, and the sword slapped sideways onto his chest, leaving a red Blood Seal on Uncle Qin, who stood there.

Aunt Liu hurriedly signaled to Uncle Qin with her eyes, tossing her head, indicating he should fly out.

If he didn’t get blown away by the first sword, it would be seen as defiance and provocation, and the second sword would strike again.

"Bang!"

This time, Uncle Qin was knocked backward, flying far, over the dam, landing in the newly built flowerbed.

The main reason is that Uncle Qin is "Qin Family," Miss Liu wouldn’t tolerate Qin Family misbehaving in front of her, she wouldn’t treat that rascal of the Qin Family nicely.

Li Zhiyuan walked to Liu Yumei’s side, the candle flame returning to his fingertip.

The woman’s face on Liu Yumei’s wrist opened its mouth again, an ominous wind arose threateningly.

Liu Yumei reached and withdrew the sword, pointing it at her wrist; it seemed she intended to scrape off that face.

Li Zhiyuan was quicker, tossing a peach blossom over, covering the wrist. The face twisted quickly, getting absorbed into the peach petals, the peach blossom dissipated, taking the face with it.

Then, he flicked his fingertip, the candle flame flying out, entering Liu Yumei’s brow.

Mainly because Liu Yumei’s worldview was incomplete before, she assumed Li Zhiyuan was family, so she didn’t guard against his closeness and actions.

Her soul returned, Liu Yumei closed her eyes.

The aura around her quickly receded; meanwhile, her previously black hair began to turn gray, and her smooth skin showed signs of aging.

Miss Liu gradually aged, becoming Grandma Liu again.

This skill over time, drains the Primordial Energy, which is why Alii stayed in the bedroom all along, preventing Liu Yumei from moving, to help Grandma conserve energy.

Grandma Liu’s eyes slowly opened, she could noticeably feel that she was back.

Liu Yumei asked in confusion: "What’s happened to me?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Grandma, you caught a cold and were unconscious for a long time. Now that you’ve taken medicine, you’re much better."

Liu Yumei thoughtfully nodded and smiled: "Then that must be it. Xiao Yuan, you’re back?"

"Mm, I’m back."

"Oh, where’s Ali?"

Aunt Liu: "Ali is busy tending to the flower beds."

Li Zhiyuan: "Grandma, you’ve just recovered from a major illness, you need to rest well."

"Mm."

Liu Yumei turned around, walking back inside.

The young man looked at Alii, signaling her to first take care of Grandma.

Then, Li Zhiyuan stood outside, closing the door.

Inside, Liu Yumei held Alii’s hand, saying:

"Alii, grandma is really tired, I need to take good care of my body, help sister to bed."

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