Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The fragrance on the silk handkerchief merged with the delicate fragrance lingering at the tip of the nose, which made Mu Fan's back stiff again, and the sweat on his forehead seemed to be thicker.

"Coming."

He shook his head again, walked like flying, and rushed towards the village.

*

A secluded small village hidden in a deep mountain valley, the first courtyard at the east end of the village, a small courtyard, a semi-new three tile-roofed house, and a slightly restless owner.

The old man rubbed his rough hands, and looked at the two young men who suddenly appeared at the door under the night with blood-stained clothes, with panic in their eyes.

"The two immortal masters, the old man's family is poor, and there is only one vacant room left. Can the two of you live in the same room?"

"Can."

Mu Fan took out a few taels of silver from the storage ring and stuffed it in his hand: "Please prepare some ready-made food for the old man, and boil a bucket of hot water."

"Okay, the two immortal masters don't dislike the simple food of the old man's family, just eat it."

As soon as the old man took the broken silver, his eyes lit up, and his attitude became much kinder immediately.

"Thank you, old man."

Mu Fan politely handed over a series.

"Don't dare to be, the immortal master doesn't dislike the old man's poor family, and is willing to stay overnight, which is the old man's blessing."

Holding the broken silver in the palm of his hand, the old man's heart was full of joy, and his words became smoother and smoother.

"Old man, please hurry up the hot water."

Qing Yuan pushed open the door, waved to light the candles, glanced at the bed which was not very spacious, but it was considered clean, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Two immortal masters, wait a moment, the hot water will be ready soon."

Silver can make ghosts turn millstones, the old man put the broken silver in his pocket, rushed to the kitchen swiftly, started chopping wood to light the fire, and boiled water for cooking.

*

"I was tired and hungry, and finally I was able to take a comfortable hot bath and sleep well."

Entering the house, Qing Yuan leaned lazily on the wooden bed and stretched comfortably.

"You want to take a shower?"

Mu Fan then entered the room, hung the long sword over the bed, and disagreed: "It's not good for the wound to be wet, and it's not easy to heal."

"It doesn't matter, let's wash first. I haven't showered for three days. My body is almost stinky."

Qing Yuan smiled indifferently and wanted to change clothes.

"hiss."

New and old scars intertwined on the back of his shoulders. When he took off his clothes, he tore the scars, and he gasped in pain.

"Tear it lightly."

Mu Fan couldn't stand it anymore, and walked up to him in a few steps, and helped him take off his clothes.

The movements are gentle and the eyes are not squinted.

Qingyuan's heart warmed up, and she couldn't help but turned sideways, and glanced at him with a smile.

Under the dim light, a few mischievous strands of hair covered her perfect profile.

Looking through the hair, the straight bridge of the nose, the perfect lip shape, and more blurred and hazy beauty.

"Turn around, I'll give you medicine."

Mu Fan's eyelids trembled, showing a little unnaturalness.

"There is no need to use medicine. Anyway, I have to take a bath, and taking medicine is a waste."

Qingyuan's eyes flickered, and she didn't care at all about how glaring her white skin was covered with scars intertwined with bright red.

"The wound is bleeding."

Mu Fan's eyes dimmed, and for some reason, a bit of anger surged up.

"This bit of blood won't kill you."

Qing Yuan smiled indifferently, threw the blood-stained dirty clothes into the small courtyard outside the door, threw a fire talisman, and burned them clean.

"Two immortal masters, the hot water is ready."

The old man moved very quickly, the fire was burning very high, and the boiling hot water was poured into the wooden bucket, one in each hand, and he came to the door of the room.

"Thank you."

Qingyuan took the hot water, poured it into the tub, and then took a bucket of cold water from the deep well in the yard, and mixed it together.

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