Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

For the next few days, Lu Ze lived like an emperor.

Fu Xuan took meticulous care of him in every aspect.

Every morning, she would bring him hot porridge and open the door on time; when he returned from the Taipusi at noon, he would always be carrying fresh snacks packed from Jinren Lane; after dinner, she would watch him drink the medicine prescribed by Bailu spoonful by spoonful, not allowing him to drink even a single drop less.

She even personally removed and changed the bandages he took off, her movements even gentler than the nurses at Dan Ding Si.

This level of attentiveness made Lu Ze a little embarrassed.

He said several times that he had almost recovered and could eat and change his dressings by himself, but each time Fu Xuan shut him down with a single sentence.

"You were injured while saving me, so it's my duty to take care of you."

However, when she said this, the tips of her ears would always turn slightly red, betraying the righteous indignation she was putting on.

Under Fu Xuan's meticulous care, Lu Ze's injuries seemed to heal much faster.

According to Bai Lu, it would have taken a week, but on the fourth day, he was already able to get out of bed and wander around the room on his own.

Of course, when the movements are too large, the wounds will still be aggravated, and the two deepest wounds on the shoulder and chest will occasionally feel a dull stinging pain.

But compared to the period a few days ago when he was in so much pain that he was wincing, he is now quite energetic.

"Lu Ze, you've been cooped up at home for days, haven't you?"

That morning, Fu Xuan suddenly stood at his room door, hands behind his back, and made a suggestion with great interest.

"How about I take you out for a stroll? You've had so many troubles since you arrived in Luofu, you probably haven't had a proper chance to explore the Immortal Ship."

Lu Ze was taken aback. He really hadn't done much sightseeing.

On his first day after arriving in Luofu, he was chased by the Yunqi Army for half of Changletian. Then he ran into Fu Xuan in the freight corridor, and afterwards he spent most of his time recuperating from his injuries.

Fu Xuan is right. He has been here for so many days, and he hasn't even properly seen what Luo Fu looks like.

However, this suggestion sounds a bit like a date invitation.

Lu Ze knew perfectly well what was going on, but he didn't say it.

Given Fu Xuan's thin-skinned personality, if he were to say something that would embarrass and anger her, she might cancel the trip directly, which would be a loss.

"Where are we going?" Lu Ze asked.

"Let me take you to have morning tea first." Fu Xuan walked to the front door first, opened the door and stood outside to wait for him.

Lu Ze and Fu Xuan walked side by side on the main street of Chang Le Tian.

With the intention of taking care of the wounded, Fu Xuan gently supported Lu Ze's arm with both hands.

Although this gesture isn't as intimate as crossing arms, to outsiders it looks almost like that of a couple deeply in love.

The streets were teeming with people.

Families of Immortal Ship residents chatted on the street with groceries they had just bought, groups of Cloud Cavalry soldiers sat at roadside noodle stalls eating noodles heartily, and several interstellar merchants of different skin colors and dressed in strange clothes were haggling with local shopkeepers.

The vendors selling kebab skewers by the roadside were still enthusiastically hawking their wares, and the signboard at the entrance of the mahjong parlor was flashing its usual light.

After weaving through the crowd, the two quickly arrived at the teahouse.

If Xing were here, she would recognize at a glance that this was the restaurant Qingque recommended; even the signboard at the entrance is exactly the same as it was thirty years later.

Fu Xuan led Lu Ze up to the second floor, chose a seat by the window, and ordered two pots of hot tea and several plates of delicate pastries. The small table was quickly filled.

Fu Xuan held his teacup, turned his head to look out the window, and revealed a rare relaxed expression.

"I've been in Luofu for so many years, and I've rarely been able to sit down and appreciate the scenery like this." She took a sip of tea, her tone tinged with a touch of melancholy.

"Are you too busy usually?" Lu Ze also picked up his teacup.

Fu Xuan nodded.

"Yes, I used to not want to be idle. Whenever I was idle, I would think about the Jade Palace."

She lowered her eyes and looked at the tea leaves floating in the cup.

The tea leaves slowly unfurled in the hot water, transforming from tightly curled buds into whole leaves, and quietly settled at the bottom of the cup.