Chapter 3855 Venting Anger
Zhang Lichen was silent for a moment, then took out a small emerald green bottle from his sleeve, poured out some ointment, and applied it to her cheeks.
After applying it, he doesn't care about it anymore.
Let the child sleep like this all night under the starry sky in the open air.
After dawn, the bell rang up and he saw her sleeping like this. He was so frightened that he quickly woke her up.
"Senior sister, why are you sleeping here? You don't have a blanket on you, you're going to catch a cold from the wind!"
The child opened his eyes and found that his hair and clothes were covered with dew.
Before he could speak, he sneezed twice.
Lingdang became even more panicked, "Sister, please go back to the house quickly, I'll make some ginger soup."
"Why are you panicking?" The child rubbed his nose, "I have never been sick in all these years. I am in good health. The most important thing now is to eat."
"Senior sister, you'd better go back home and change your clothes first, and drink the ginger soup to warm yourself up. I'll go get the food in a moment."
Lingdang hurriedly went to make ginger soup.
It seems that catching a cold is a big deal.
The child didn't expect that she had such a fiery temper. He wanted to call her to stop her, but she had already run away.
The child stood up, moved his somewhat stiff body, and jumped on the spot to stretch his body. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but sneeze a few more times.
"Did you really catch a cold?" she said to herself.
The wooden door in front creaked open.
Zhang Lichen walked out with a refreshed face, wearing a wide robe, long sleeves, and fluttering white clothes. Standing in the morning mist, he really looked like a god coming to the world.
Young children have seen many handsome men.
Her imperial uncle, father, and brother-in-law are all first-class handsome men with different temperaments.
Although Zhang Lichen's appearance was no better than that of his father and the others, his temperament was very special, as airy as an immortal.
The child secretly thought that if anyone was worthy of him, it was Master Ji Tangtang.
It's a pity that the two masters are not the right age.
Otherwise what a match made in heaven.
Saying this seems a bit sorry for Monk Han Yu, but it is indeed the case.
The child thought of what his mother had said: it would be difficult for two people who are too similar to stay together for a long time.
As I thought about it, I felt homesick.
Couldn't help but sigh.
"What are you sighing for?" Zhang Lichen asked.
"I was thinking about why I would leave my comfortable home and go out to endure hardships. I would also be tired and make my family worry and miss me."
"If you don't go out, you will never realize this."
"Yes, Master is right. Only after you have experienced it can you cherish it more." The child smiled.
"Use the remaining hour to complete the journey."
"..."
The toddler sneezed again and felt his throat was a little dry. "Master, I may be sick."
"Being sick and being punished are two different things. If you don't abide by my rules at Piaomiao Peak, you can leave at any time."
"Oh." The toddler sighed, "Okay then."
Who told her to covet the swordsmanship of Piao Yunzhuang?
After sleeping outside for a night, I just opened my eyes. I didn't wash my face, didn't change my clothes, and didn't take a sip of water. I was punished again.
The children were full of resentment, but they still had to keep going.
Zhang Lichen ignored her muttering and left calmly.
"Where is Master going?"
"Take care of a little thing."
"No matter how small it is, it's worth running out early in the morning. At least you can fulfill your responsibilities as a master."
Toddlers are dissatisfied.
Zhang Lichen ignored her.
Afterwards, the child realized that Zhang Lichen had vented his anger on her.
He first went to the steward at the hall where Lu Wu worked, and removed all the duties and rights of the steward. Then he called Lu Wu, abolished her martial arts, and asked her to start over as an outer disciple.