The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1297 - 1377: Splat

She touched her chin and pondered for a while, then took out some bottles and jars, scooping out some ointment to darken Su Lang’s originally fair skin, which was like the vast white snow, and then thickened Su Lang’s eyebrows. Using highlighter and shadow powder, she reshaped Su Lang’s facial contours.

All the beauty of Su Lang was hidden away, transforming him from a delicately handsome man into someone plain and ordinary.

She had Su Lang change into a simple outfit, and then "ordered" him to follow her as she slowly, with one hand behind her back and leaning on a cane, walked through the snow.

This year, there was especially more snow in Yuanjing. The ground barely got a chance to thaw before another thick layer of fresh snow fell. Yet, traveling from the farmhouse on the outskirts of the capital to Yuanjing, on this journey, in places, the snow on the road had been compacted, making it slippery. Thus, Dong Huiying, with her old bones and slow pace, walked even slower out of fear of falling.

But even though she was careful enough, alas! With a ’plop’, the bald-headed old lady slipped and fell on the ground, unable to get back up.

"Damn it!" Winter was already cold, the cold wind like knives slicing through the body, with icy chill seemingly penetrating into the bones.

Afraid of the cold, she wore many layers, feeling like she was wearing so many cotton-padded jackets that she resembled a big clumsy bear.

After struggling to get up, with her limbs on the ground, she was about to rise when ’plop’! She slipped back down again.

Dong Huiying fell painfully; old bones can’t take falls well.

Sitting pathetically on the ground, she felt so aggrieved she was about to cry.

This damned ice and snow, this blasted weather!

Just as she hung her head drown in deep depression, her mind replaying again and again—I’m old, I’m old, I’m useless; falling on flat ground, falling and not able to get back up, is this how powerless one becomes with age?

So annoyed, so very annoyed!

At this moment, a big hand suddenly caught her arm. She turned her head to see it was Su Lang?

"Ah!" Her brow and eyes bent joyfully. If she were a beautiful young girl, this expression would certainly be adorable, but she was too old, her smile setting all her wrinkles trembling, yet it revealed a hint of child-like innocence akin to an old rascal.

"It’s truly not easy," her eyes full of delight.

Su Lang pulled her arm, lifting her out of the snow. She slowly bent down to pick up her cane, then leisurely brushed the snow off her knee.

After that, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Su Lang, seeing him still the same. Nonetheless, this was a good progress.

"Let’s go, Ah Su!"

She called out to Su Lang, then suddenly paused: "I, old woman, am afraid of falling. Come, let me hold your arm."

Su Lang was wooden, and Dong Huiying didn’t care whether he was willing or not, anyway she was holding the cane with one hand and Su Lang’s arm with the other.

Indeed, honestly speaking, Su Lang’s demeanor made her feel quite affectionate.

Her eyes were full of nostalgia.

She missed home, missed Lao Si, who was just like this, always silent, doing comforting and warm deeds with a stoic expression.

She sighed...

"No matter what..."

Her eyes fiercely glimmered.

The Ninth Princess, she must meet her!