How to capture the system fairies as wives

(Now, here comes the surprise.)

(I was going to Zhengzhou today to look into renting a house.)

(Then, for reasons that are well known to all, the high-speed train was stuck in Luoyang for five or six hours. In the end, it didn’t make it.)

(Finally, after much trouble, I finally settled down in Luoyang. But the person was almost sent away.)

(Only one update. Zhengzhou and the surrounding areas of Henan are in dire straits right now. Safety is the most important thing.)

78. Fragile Dreams

At nightfall, Master, half-wrapped in light clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed in the room.

Chen Yin was behind her, slowly infusing spiritual power into her body.

Master's meridians were like a huge maze, with thick and intricate walls, and now it was full of broken walls and looked in a mess.

The skills of "Wang Yan Xin Hua Lu" were like a raging flood, rushing straight into the maze and enveloping everything in water.

Water nourishes all things, and everything in the meridians is slowly being nourished.

In a short while, beads of sweat had already appeared on Master's body, and she wrinkled her nose in extreme discomfort.

"…It's so sticky and uncomfortable…"

"Be patient." Chen Yin said calmly, "I'll take a shower later."

"Can't you just heal in the bath?"

"Of course. But I won't wear clothes into the bath. If you don't mind, Master."

The master curled his lips, and the unhappiness in his eyes became even stronger.

"Little bean sprout, sooner or later your teacher will break your bed." She snorted viciously.

Chen Yin rarely responded to her dirty talk. Instead, he lowered his eyes and looked indifferently at the injuries in her meridians.

...as if he wanted to engrave every tiny wound in his eyes.

I don’t know how long it was, until the master’s thin clothes were completely soaked with sweat, Chen Yin slowly withdrew his hand.

"Phew~ It's finally over."

The master stretched and was about to stand up when he suddenly frowned and became dazed. His body swayed and he almost fell down.

Fortunately, when I lay back, there was a solid chest behind me.

"Who told you to move?" Chen Yin frowned and said with a hint of blame: "Don't you know the extent of your injuries? Why are you trying so hard?"

Such a gentle and reproachful tone surprisingly made the master not retort. Instead, he glanced at him lightly and then silently looked away.

Chen Yin also knew that his master had a serious mysophobia, and it would be better to kill her than to see her covered in sweat.

So, without saying a word, he picked up her petite body by the waist in front of his master's astonished gaze.

"……Well!"

The master was embarrassed for a moment, then said angrily with some shame: "What! I, I can walk by myself!"

"Quiet." Chen Yin just said softly.

The master struggled a bit in his arms, but found that he couldn't get his arms and legs free, so he retreated sullenly.

In the misty bath, Princess Chen Yin held her master in her arms and walked all the way to the edge of the bath, preparing to take off the clothes draped over her.

The master suddenly pulled at his clothes and stared at him: "Close your eyes, don't look!"

Chen Yin said helplessly: "Why, you were so arrogant and told dirty jokes before, but in the end you are so cowardly that you can't even take a look at her?"

"I, I'm just afraid that you'll be arrested as a pedophile!"

"What kind of child are you? A stinky old loli."

"Hey! If you have the guts, go tell the government and see if they believe you!"

After a familiar quarrel, Chen Yin closed his eyes and skillfully took off her clothes, then carried her into the bathtub.

With his body completely immersed in the pool of water, the master restrained his frivolous expression and lowered his eyes slightly.

"...Have you found out about Xiang'er's matter?"

"I only had time to investigate half of it." Chen Yin said slowly, "But I finally got her back from the evildoers. I guess I lived up to their trust."

After saying that, he sat down beside the bathtub, with his back to the bathtub, and said slowly:

"Have you always known about Xiang'er's matter?"

The Master did not speak.

There was the sound of water splashing behind my ears, and a faint sigh.

"Originally, I didn't have much time to take care of this matter. Because I was really busy."

The Master's eyes, which were like ripples in water, were tinged with a trace of melancholy: "It was just that day when I passed by Ziqingzhou, passing by the snowy streets."

"Looking at that dying little girl, I couldn't be cruel enough after all."

Even though he had already guessed the identity of the little girl at that time, he knew that as long as he took on this burden, endless troubles would follow.

But that day, the little girl in the snow was looking at him barefoot.

His body was covered by a wide, dusty robe, and his breathing gradually became weaker, but his eyes were still as white as a piece of ink-colored gull.

...In the end, I couldn't pretend I didn't see it and just passed by.

"So, I picked her up and brought her back to the mountain. I raised her as if I knew nothing about her." The master explained nonchalantly.

Chen Yin was silent for a moment, then asked, "What about me?"

"Why did Master pick me up and bring me back to the mountain?"

"You?" The master smiled frivolously, his eyes full of life.

"Master thinks you have good potential, with fair skin and fair complexion. You will definitely be a useful concubine when you grow up. So I picked you up and brought you back to the mountain. I will wait until you grow up to solve your loneliness problem at night."

Chen Yin heard it, but she didn't intend to say it.

So he didn't ask any more questions, but asked again:

"How much of the blame did the Wuling Sect have for Xiang'er's matter?"

"Everything." The master slowly closed his eyes and sighed, "In fact, I didn't intend to tell you about this."

"If you keep pestering me, this matter will never end."

Chen Yin asked calmly, "If I don't continue to pester you, will Master not get hurt?"

The master fell silent.

"I know. You want to talk about the principle of never ending revenge."

Chen Yin said seriously: "But I don't have that much time to think about big principles. I plan to solve the problem with a simpler method."

"That is to get rid of all the people who have problems one by one."

The master stared blankly for a long time before he chuckled at himself.

"...It's very much like your style."

"what?"

"Nothing." The master said calmly, "What happened in Changli Palace? Instead of asking me, why not go and ask Xiang'er in person?"

"If after listening to this, you insist on looking for trouble with those old dogs of Wuling Sect, I won't stop you."

"Only a little." She said in a more serious tone.

"...Don't die. I don't have the energy to collect your body now."

After listening silently, Chen Yin smiled silently, and rubbed his master's wet little head with his warm hands before leaving.

"rest assured."

"Your apprentice is the most cowardly and afraid of death."

-

In front of the courtyard, the blooming mist flowers swayed gently in the evening breeze.

The slightly cool mist condensed into dewdrops on the petals, permeating the flowers with fragrance, and the large courtyard was filled with a soft and slow fragrance.

Yu Xiang sat by the pond, gently shaking her white feet, and her toes jumped up and down, splashing water.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a figure sat down next to me.

"Brother!" Yu Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up, "How is Master?"

"Don't worry." Chen Yin said gently, "You also know Master's "Wang Yan Xin Hua Lu". Even if there is only one breath left, as long as you are not dead, you will be fine."

"It's nothing more than how fast the injury recovers."

"Now I have cleared most of her meridians. As for the rest, as long as the exercises are carried out naturally, she will be able to recover most of it in a few days."

Only then did Yu Xiang feel relieved, but then her eyes became even sadder and she lowered her head in disappointment.

"...Senior brother."

She said weakly, "Master, was she injured because of me?"

Chen Yin looked into her eyes silently, then looked away.

"Don't think too much. She has enemies all over the world. I wouldn't be surprised if she gets beaten to death sooner or later."

"It's you, though. It's about time you told me something."

Xiang'er's eyes trembled slightly, her heart seemed to be hit, and her lips were tightly pursed.

"What happened in Changli Palace that year?"

"Of course." He ruffled her hair slowly, "If that memory is too painful, you don't have to talk about it."

Yu Xiang bit her red lips slightly, and her eyes were inadvertently covered with a layer of mist.

"If I really told my senior brother... then there would be no turning back."

She said with a shaking look in her eyes: "Brother, you really can only turn against the main sect——"

"You just don't say it."

Chen Yin said calmly, "I will also fight to the death with his group of guys."

"I don't have such a good temper. I can't remain indifferent when I see my master being hurt like this."

Xiang'er's lips moved. She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were filled with sadness.

"What happened that day actually doesn't belong to Xiang'er."

"It's a story about another little girl named Yin Mengwan."

She is a lively little girl.

She grew up in the Changli Palace, the largest sect in Ziqing Province. Since birth, she has been the apple of the eye of the sect leader Yin Changli's eye, a treasure that everyone in the sect holds in their mouths for fear that it will melt.

At a young age, she still remembered the senior brothers who were willing to ride on her horse every day, the senior sisters who were willing to make delicious cakes for her, and even the junior sister who was younger than her and could only follow her with a blushing face, calling out tenderly:

"Little Sister, let me play with you."

She was having a great time.

That is the happiness and warmth that many people on the entire continent will never be able to enjoy in their entire lives.

But the crystal clear days always shatter at the slightest touch.

The little girl will never forget that day when she was playing with her mother and her senior brothers and sisters. Their laughter spread all the way from the main hall to the lake in the back mountain.

Can be sudden.

Her father pushed open the door of the hall, covered in blood.

He staggered to the side of his senior brothers and sisters and said something with difficulty, but she didn't hear it clearly.

I only remember that after hearing this, everyone's expressions were extremely solemn, and my mother quickly picked her up and walked towards the back mountain.

On the way, the little girl was still asking her mother: "Why doesn't Dad play with us?"

"Little naughty."

Mother's eyes were still gentle as she said, "Don't disturb your father today."