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"Aunt Lian, how do you feel?" Qingyang asked Madame Wu in a soft voice.

After feeling it carefully, Lady Wu replied: "I feel a little better now. Other than that, I don't feel much. I'm not that weak anymore, so I can't cough much anymore."

Nodding his head, Qingyang instructed: "Aunt Lian, your illness needs to be treated slowly. The so-called doctor is someone who can slowly heal the internal organs of the body. He is not someone who can be cured immediately by consuming medicine."

Looking at Qingyang, Madam Wu smiled: "Aunt Lian will listen to you." He turned around and swallowed the remaining purplish-blue juice and the red pill.

"Aunt Lian, in the past few days, I felt that it would be easier for me to take care of you here. It was also Uncle Wu who entrusted me with this task. Do you think that it would be okay?" Qingyang asked after he watched Lady Wu swallow the red pill with a smile.

Madame Wu thought for a moment before saying apologetically, "Look, Aunt Lian doesn't have any prepared rooms. You must be feeling wronged, child."

Hearing this, Qingyang hurriedly waved his hands, "Aunt Lian, I'm also a cultivator. I only need to meditate and train tonight. I think that the woodshed is quite clean. I'll clean it up later."

"Aunt Lian, you can stay here to recuperate for a few days. I'll add some other medicinal herbs for you to consume." Without waiting for Martial Aunt to speak, Qingyang waved his hand, signaling Yanran to leave the room and followed her out.

As soon as she stepped out of the room, Yanran viciously grabbed Qingyang's arm, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Yanran, why are you doing this?" Qingyang asked in surprise as he rubbed the place where he felt pain earlier.

"When you were in the room, Madame Wu asked," Why don't you tell her I'm your younger sister? She muttered with her small mouth, as if she was extremely dissatisfied.

Qingyang was speechless. He immediately guessed that Yanran's little daughter was acting coquettishly at this moment. He laughed foolishly and said, "Yanran, I can't possibly say that you are my fianc?, right?"

As these words were said, Yan Yanran was so embarrassed that she no longer spoke. The warmth of the setting sun set against her bright red face, made Qingyang stare in awe.

"Idiot, what are you looking at!" With a pout, Yanran asked in a low voice.

"That, that, is nothing." It was rare for Qingyang's old face to turn red. He let out a laugh, but he still blurted out, "Yanran, you ?" "You're so beautiful."

She lightly covered her eyes and stared at Qingyang with a rebuking gaze as she softly scolded, "Pah! Look at what you are talking about."

"Cough, then ? it's already late. Yanran, how about we send you back to your residence?" Qingyang turned his head to look at the pale yellow setting sun and coughed lightly.

"Mn, it's not early anymore. If I return late, I'm afraid that daddy will be worried." Yanran lowered her head and softly said, "Brother Qingyang, it's best if you don't send me back. If father sees this, won't he be exposing his identity?"

Qingyang nodded in agreement. Perhaps it was because of what happened a moment ago that made the two of them feel slightly awkward, but they didn't say anything. He simply watched as Yanran rode the carriage and left with the group of guards.

"This girl is really ?" He rubbed his nose and sighed. "I'll go clean up the woodshed. We'll stay there for a few days."

He went back to the woodshed and roughly cleaned up, clearing up a space for him to meditate in. Qingyang was still quite satisfied. Having lived a poor life since a young age, he didn't have any requirements for his luxurious and comfortable living environment.

Returning to Martial Aunt Wu's room, Qingyang opened his mouth and laughed: "Aunt Lian, do I have to make you something to eat? I promised Uncle Wu that I'll take good care of you, or else he'll take care of me when he gets back. "

Lady Wu who was lying on the bed covered her mouth and laughed. "You child, but it has been hard on you. You can sleep in this room from here on. If Brother Wu and I had a child, perhaps he would be as old as you. "

Qing Yang felt his heart ache when he heard this. He was silent for a moment before he softly said, "Aunt Lian, if you do not mind, I will acknowledge you as my mother from now on."

Although he did not know who the Wu Yu couple had a grudge with, Qing Yang knew in his heart that they had had a difficult time these past ten years.

She was like a dying candle in the wind now. Even if it was Qingyang's best guess, she would likely not be able to hold on for more than a few years.

"Good, good ?" "Good child." When Martial Aunt heard Qingyang's words, she was so excited that she was at a loss for words. "Qingyang, come. Let mother have a good look."

"Mother." Qingyang answered in a low voice as he stepped forward.

However, the corners of her mouth were raised in a smile like a blossoming cuckoo. Her aged hands caressed Qingyang's little face as she said unclearly, "Good son, good son. To think that I, Chen Lian, would actually have such a handsome son."

After a while, Aunt Lian finally calmed down. Qingyang also left the room to prepare some food for Aunt Lian.

Qing Yang, who had grown up in a village since childhood, knew how to cook quite a few common dishes. After about an hour, these three dishes and the soup were brought to Aunt Lian's room.

Qingyang had meticulously prepared light vegetarian food for Aunt Lian. Ever since Aunt Lian had taken Qingyang as her dry son, she had been in a very good mood and thus had naturally eaten her meals in an extremely cheerful manner.

After a few days of hard work, even Yanran, who came to visit every day, called her mother along with Qingyang. The merry Aunt Lian had indeed changed quite a bit.

Aunt Lian's original name was Chen Lian, and she could be considered the young lady of a big family decades ago. Wu Yu was also young and talented, reaching the Xiantian realm at the age of thirty, and the two quickly fell in love after knowing each other. In a year's time, Wu Yu returned with a beauty in his arms.

However, the heavens were unpredictable. After Chen Lian's marriage to Wu Yu, Chen Lian's father had obtained the legacy of a Sun God Realm expert. However, this had led to others spying on him and caused his clan to be exterminated.

No matter how much talent Wu Yu had, he was just someone who had just entered the Xiantian realm. Outside of the mountain, there were many people who were outside of the mountain, and a large number of Xiantian experts had flocked here, launching sneak attacks and poisoning.

Such a common story, yet so helpless and real. This was a chaotic world.

Yanran and Qingyang also consoled him while secretly sighing that the world was dark. The weak would naturally be massacred by the strong. Even if there was a secret manual from an immortal, it was likely to be a disaster.

He chatted with Aunt Lian for a very long time. When Aunt Lian rested, Qingyang pulled Yanran out of the room.

"Mother Gan must have had a hard time. If she knew Uncle Wu was going to avenge her, who knows what would happen?" Yan Ran's eyes were red as she let out a soft sigh.

Qing Yang pulled Yanran into his embrace, and sniffed the faint fragrance of her hair. He instructed her softly, "Therefore, we must not let Mother Qian know of this matter. I'm afraid it will cause her to have a stable condition. We'll talk about it later. "