The Fire Spirit Fruit could strengthen a fire-element spirit root. Three thousand points wasn't bad, so I bought it outright.
I checked my points and still had over 140,000 left.
Saving points was important now. If I could get a million points, I'd be set.
By then, everyone had almost made it halfway around the garden.
There were many kinds of flowers in the rear courtyard, such as cotton rosemallow, oncidium orchids, orange jasmine, and roses.
Most of them were autumn flowers.
Mu Zibai took a deep breath, occasionally catching a whiff of floral fragrance.
As they walked along the stone bridge over the lake, he gazed at its tranquil surface. It was a pity that it was already late autumn. If it were summer, he could have seen the whole lake in bloom with lotus flowers.
Wenren Qingyi slowed her pace and walked over to Mu Zibai, smiling as she asked, "Brother-in-law, what do you think of the flowers in our courtyard?"
Mu Zibai: "..."
He stared at Wenren Qingyi with a strange look, leaning his head back slightly as he kept his guard up.
Honestly, Mu Zibai wasn't being paranoid. Wenren Qingyi practically had the words I'm going to hurt you written all over her face.
Was she the master of open schemes of this era or what?
Gulp.
He swallowed, the corner of his mouth twitching as he looked at Wenren Qingyi's face, which couldn't hide a thing.
Mu Zibai chuckled and shook his head. "They're all right."
"I heard you're a scholar, Brother-in-law. Have you found any inspiration to write a poem?" Wenren Qingyi asked with an utterly harmless smile.
"I'm not inspired." Mu Zibai rejected her without hesitation. Who knew what this little schemer was up to? Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.
Her attitude said it all. You'd better watch yourself.
Wenren Qingyi gritted her teeth, her smile turning forced and malicious. "Why don't you try harder, Brother-in-law? Maybe inspiration will strike."
"My literary talent isn't up to par." Mu Zibai still refused without hesitation.
Wenren Qingyi pointed to the flowers nearby. "Brother-in-law, take a look. Aren't those flowers beautiful?"
Mu Zibai: "..."
Could this little girl be planning to catch him off guard and shove him into the lake with her butt?
Her scheme was a little too obvious. Mu Zibai exhaled and asked, "Where?"
He looked over. Wenren Qingyi moved closer, looking as if her plot had succeeded. "That one."
She carefully reached out her little hand and gave Mu Zibai a shove in the kidney.
Mu Zibai dodged and hooked his foot around hers.
"Ah!"
There was a scream, followed by a splash.
Wenren Qingyi hit the water like a diver, sending up a spray.
Just as he'd thought.
Wenren Qingyi had practically written her intentions all over her face. It was impossible not to notice; he'd seen right through her at a glance.
Honestly, she was all talk and no skill.
"Qingyi! Grab my hand!" Madam Mu noticed the commotion behind them and cried out in shock. How had she fallen into the water? She'd been fine just a moment ago.
She hurried over. Madam Mu was only an ordinary person, after all.
"Oh dear, Third Sister, how could you be so careless? Here, take my hand." Mu Zibai smiled as innocently as could be.
He held out his hand.
Wenren Qingyi struggled a couple of times, then calmed down and glared at Mu Zibai.
She wiped the water droplets from her face and glared at his outstretched hand, fuming. She looked ready to bite him twice.
In the end, she gave in and grabbed Mu Zibai's hand. He hauled her up in one pull.
"What's the matter with you, child? You have to be more careful." Madam Mu said anxiously. Thankfully, she was safe and sound.
Wenren Qingyi didn't say a word. She clenched her teeth so tightly she could almost crack them, who knew what scheme she was cooking up now.
Mu Zibai also spoke with concern. "Third Sister, you really have to be more careful. Watch yourself from now on, and don't fall into the water again."
"It's all because—" Wenren Qingyi glared at Mu Zibai, but didn't directly say that he had pushed her. She swallowed the rest of her words.
Mu Zibai had thought the little girl was about to complain to her mother.
"What's the matter with you, child? How could you be so careless? Go change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a chill," Madam Mu said with concern.
Mu Zibai chimed in with concern as well. "Third Sister, go on. Be careful, and don't fall into the lake again. Otherwise, your brother-in-law won't be able to fish you out."
"You!" Wenren Qingyi clenched her little fists and stormed off, perhaps to change her clothes.
"That child..." Madam Mu sighed and glanced at Mu Zibai. She had probably guessed what happened. "She can be a little mischievous sometimes. Don't take it to heart."
"It's fine. She's just a child." Mu Zibai smiled, treating Wenren Qingyi exactly like a child.
Before long, Wenren Qingyi came back in a fresh set of clothes.
She didn't say a word, clearly still in a huff. She walked over, pushed Wenren Lingmeng forward, and ignored everyone.
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