Shocked! The Young Master's Petite Darling Is a Master of Mysteries-Chapter 202: Settling Accounts After Autumn

Is their luck too good to be true? Has Lu Zechuan’s unlucky nature failed here?

"This is going too smoothly." Xia Mian’s brows furrowed slightly. Even though she and Lu Zechuan were skilled, and even if their luck was unbelievable, these herbs could be found on one mountain, but what about Dragon Bone? Amber? Vermillion?

Why did these things all appear right in front of her, as if they were prepared just for her?

"Interesting." Xia Mian narrowed her eyes gently, yet did not probe further into who was behind the scenes.

Right now, the most important thing is to wake up Song Juan, as for who is helping them from behind, she’ll investigate thoroughly once Song Juan is awake.

Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan descended the mountain and returned to Ling Fei’s small courtyard.

Once both figures had walked far away, a figure slowly descended from an old tree on the mountain.

He stared in the direction where Xia Mian and the others descended, lightly curling his lips, "It took so long for you to come, I was waiting here until flowers almost withered!"

Despite his complaints, he dared not casually follow Xia Mian down the mountain.

The order he received was to protect the lady in secret. As long as she was not in mortal danger, he could not expose himself.

It was unclear what the Young Master was after. Previously hindered by those old folks in the clan and unable to be with the one he loved, he let it go.

But now, by a twist of fate, this lady has already come to the Divine Clan, so why is the Young Master still hesitant?

The man couldn’t understand, yet he dared not meddle in his master’s affairs.

Sighing softly, he moved and vanished into the dense forest.

Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan returned to Ling Fei’s place and got a clay pot from Wei Wei, simply processed the herbs, and then Xia Mian started brewing medicine for Song Juan.

In this magical space, it’s like spring all year round, with no seasonal changes. So even when brewing medicine outside at night, Xia Mian didn’t feel cold.

While fanning the fire, Xia Mian looked up at the mountain’s night view.

One must admit, the ancestors of the Wood Clan had quite the flair for life, everything here is much more picturesque than over at Divine Manor.

Lu Zechuan sat opposite Xia Mian, accompanying her in brewing medicine, "Mianmian, once we leave here, let’s go home!"

Xia Mian nodded in agreement.

As for everything related to the Divine Clan, what does it have to do with her?

The herbal medicine emitted an unpleasant odor, but Lu Zechuan didn’t mind at all, "I’ll watch it for you, why don’t you take a break!"

Xia Mian shook her head, "No need."

Lu Zechuan had never done this kind of thing before and couldn’t handle controlling the fire.

Lu Zechuan didn’t insist any further.

Actually, accompanying Xia Mian, brewing medicine, watching the night, feeling the night breeze, was also quite nice.

In the night, Ding Cheng and Xia Weizhang stood under an old tree in the courtyard, watching Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian chat casually, only feeling their love showing off in front of them!

"Such torture, why did I follow them here?! To eat dog food?" Ding Cheng rolled her eyes, full of resentment.

Her stomach growled untimely, and Ding Cheng awkwardly covered it.

Due to restricted abilities, previously never feeling hunger, now Ding Cheng would feel hungry too.

But Ling Fei and Wei Wei chose to directly ignore her, and she didn’t have the nerve to brazenly ask for food.

Xia Weizhang glanced at Ding Cheng, disdainfully curling his lips, "Hungry?"

Ding Cheng remained silent.

She didn’t have much fondness for Xia Weizhang, seeing him as outwardly gentle but inwardly cunning.

"What kind of look is that?" Xia Weizhang felt insulted.

Ding Cheng rolled her eyes, "The look of an idiot, can’t you tell?"

Xia Weizhang was infuriated, "You!"

Ding Cheng snorted lightly, ignoring Xia Weizhang, her stomach continued its empty serenade.

This won’t do, she needs to find something to eat, otherwise, she might starve to death before even leaving this wretched place.

Thinking this, Ding Cheng started stepping out of the courtyard.

"Where are you going? Wait for me!" Xia Weizhang chased after her.

Song Juan was still unconscious; Xia Mian couldn’t leave for a while. He also needed to address his hunger now.

With Ding Cheng and Xia Weizhang gone, the courtyard quieted down immediately.

The medicinal herbs were almost done, Xia Mian used a cloth to hold the clay pot, poured the medicinal liquid into a bowl, and while it was hot, took it to Song Juan’s room.

Song Juan still lay unconscious, her face pale and devoid of any blood, lips dry and chapped. Sitting by her bed, Xia Mian looked at Song Juan’s weak appearance and a murderous intent towards Xia Weiyang arose within her.

If Xia Weiyang hadn’t sent people to disturb Song Juan, she’d still be living her life as usual now.

But now, Song Juan’s peaceful days were shattered!

Xia Mian’s mind swirled with thoughts as she gently ladled a spoonful of water, slowly feeding it into Song Juan’s lips.

Luckily, though unconscious, Song Juan’s bodily instincts remained, allowing her to swallow.

Xia Mian let out a soft sigh of relief and propped Song Juan up as Lu Zechuan tactfully came forward to act as Song Juan’s free pillow.

Xia Mian freed her hands, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew it to cool, and brought it to Song Juan’s lips.

Perhaps the medicine’s scent was too pungent, Song Juan instinctively furrowed her brow.

Xia Mian coaxed gently, "Mom, be good, time to take your medicine."

Perhaps Xia Mian’s voice brought Song Juan a sense of security, and she instinctively swallowed a spoonful of medicinal liquid...

However, the medicine was so bitter that Song Juan quickly felt nauseated and vomited it out.

Xia Mian didn’t get annoyed, patiently continuing to feed.

One bowl of medicine, Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan worked together to finish feeding almost the whole night.

Usually unflappable even in crises, the two were drenched in sweat from feeding the medicine.

But fortunately, Song Juan drank it all in the end, without wastage.

After laying Song Juan back on the bed, Xia Mian felt utterly sticky, extremely uncomfortable.

She vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a water source nearby. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Thank you, why don’t you stay and rest with Aunt?" Lu Zechuan looked at Xia Mian, his gaze incredibly gentle.

Xia Mian shook her head, "I want to take a bath."

Lu Zechuan lightly furrowed his brows, "Now?"

Xia Mian pressed her lips together without another word.

Going out to bathe in the middle of the night wasn’t quite appropriate, but her sticky body felt even worse.

"I’ll go with you!" Lu Zechuan, silent for a moment, finally spoke.

He was also drenched in sweat; once upon a time, he had a severe case of neat freak syndrome, yet after meeting Xia Mian, it seemed to have eased quite a bit.

Xia Mian raised her head, looking at him complexly, "Together?"

"Don’t misunderstand, I’ll keep watch for you..." Lu Zechuan hurriedly explained.

Xia Mian smiled at him, "You don’t need to explain."

A blood-boiling youth—it’s rare that he could resist his natural impulses.

"Let’s go." Xia Mian covered Song Juan with a blanket and set up an array around her before leaving the room with Lu Zechuan.

Even though Song Juan was found and Ling Fei and Wei Wei, concerned for Lu Zechuan, wouldn’t harm Song Juan, it’s still wise to exercise caution.

The two left the room, stepping under the moonlight to find the water source.