Saintess and Sect Master

Liu Chang'an and Zhou Shuling were left alone in the living room, looking at each other. Zhou Shuling had finished breakfast and stayed there for a while. She had originally planned to go upstairs to change her clothes before helping Liu Chang'an clear the table and clean up the dishes, as she didn't want to get her beloved new sweater dress dirty.

"How can she be so strong?" This wasn't the first time Zhou Shuling had seen Shangguan Dandan move a television.

It was rather strange to see a little girl carrying a television up and down the stairs, but Zhou Shuling was already used to it. She often wouldn't dwell on things she found odd if she couldn't understand them, because she thought that only someone as idle as the Third Miss would do that. Zhou Shuling could do whatever she wanted when she had free time, but she didn't have time to think about trivial matters.

"She's not very strong; she can't even lift the kettle in my kitchen," Liu Chang'an said calmly. "Oh, and she can't lift the kitchen knife either."

"How could that be?" Zhou Shuling asked in confusion.

Dongdong's mother was, after all, just an ordinary young wife; she didn't have the same scheming and ambition as the empress of the harem.

"She can jump up a tree and sit there, she can run around carrying a TV, but when it comes to work, she has no strength left." Liu Chang'an patted Zhou Shuling on the shoulder, "Go get ready and get ready for work. It's cold today, don't wear a skirt."

Zhou Shuling tugged at her skirt, a little shyly, "I want to wear... a pretty new dress, and besides, I'll be in the mall most of the time, it's just a short walk, so it won't be cold."

"Whatever you want. You're average-looking, but you're quite smug." Liu Chang'an smiled.

Zhou Shuling rolled her eyes at him and went to tidy up the table without bothering to change her dress. If she was careful, she shouldn't have gotten her dress dirty; she wasn't clumsy like Zhou Dongdong.

Liu Chang'an got up early and left early today; he should be going to train Professor Liu and Professor Ling.

When I came downstairs, Zhou Dongdong was still feeding the dog, but for some reason, she was taking a bite and then feeding it to Lu Si'en.

A small bowl of braised pork intestines, one person and one dog, eating slowly, as if enjoying life.

"Brother Chang'an, I'll give you some!" Zhou Dongdong held out a strip of fatty intestine towards Liu Chang'an.

"Thank you." Liu Chang'an waved his hand, looking at Zhou Dongdong's greasy little hands covered in ginger, garlic, and chili, with obvious disdain.

Like pig's trotters, pig's trotters are also prepared with ginger, garlic, and chili peppers, and are glossy and smooth. If it were pig's trotters, you could pick them up and gnaw on them.

"Then you must walk carefully to school, don't look around, and watch the traffic lights when crossing the road! Go home early after school!" Zhou Dongdong instructed Liu Chang'an while stuffing the shredded fatty intestine into her mouth.

"That was referring to you," Liu Chang'an reminded her not to keep giving instructions to the wrong person.

"Oh, so you were talking about myself. I thought the teacher was telling me to go home and tell my mom and you." Zhou Dongdong suddenly realized what was going on.

Liu Chang'an shook his head, a little proud. This silly child was fortunate to have met the respectable, lovable, gentle, and kind Chang'an -gege, who radiated a light like a bodhisattva and illuminated her life.

Liu Chang'an walked to Shangguan Dandan's room again, pushed the door open, and saw Shangguan Dandan lying on the bed, lazily spreading her legs, one leg propped up, the other leg dangling off the side of the bed and swinging gently, one hand supporting her cheek, and the other holding a thermos.

She's already installed the TV and even learned how to use other people's Wi-Fi; she's watching TV now.

Shangguan Dandan saw Liu Chang'an, she quickly sat up straight, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Just as Liu Chang'an was about to comment on her lying posture, which resembled Zhou Dongdong's, Shangguan Dandan got up, pushed Liu Chang'an out the door, and whispered, "Come back in."

Liu Chang'an stood outside the door, puzzled. He knocked on the door and, after hearing Shangguan Dandan speak, pushed the door open and came in.

This time, Shangguan Dandan had changed her posture, sitting casually on the edge of the bed, holding a thermos in both hands. Her body wasn't particularly upright, but her shoulders were definitely not slumped, giving her a very dignified air.

Just like many veteran actors who specialize in playing emperors, no matter how the emperor sits in the play, even if he is portrayed as slouching, lazy or decadent, his shoulders cannot slump. He still has the aura of an emperor. This is completely different from the aura of emperors played by young idols. It is due to the traditional etiquette requirement: the shoulders cannot slump.

"I've been sitting like this the whole time," Shangguan Dandan reminded Liu Chang'an. The scene he saw when he walked in was never actually happened; it didn't exist.

"Then you can continue sitting here." Liu Chang'an nodded, said nothing, and walked out again. He didn't really have anything to do with her; he just wanted to take a look at his television, which hadn't even been plugged in yet.

Liu Chang'an left the residential area and headed towards the hotel.

After being watered in winter, the streets have a damp and chilly feel. The heavy fog presses down on the city skyline, with the high-rise buildings of Baolong Center appearing indistinctly in the mist, always reminding one of the mythical beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, which probably have the same imposing presence.

Liu Chang'an had never seen any of the mythical creatures that could reverse yin and yang, master the laws of heaven and earth, and travel through time and space; he could only pretend they didn't exist.

There have been strange beasts with enough power to pounce on mountains and whose bodies soar into the clouds.

At this point, the images of their presence captured by early humans naturally became legends.

Liu Chang'an spotted a Flerken.

The Flerken is an orange cat.

The orange cat was leashed to Bai Hui. Many cats, when first put on a leash, often lose their balance and fall to the ground. They need some time and training to adapt.

This orange cat was exceptionally fat. After taking a few steps, it would struggle with Bai Hui and lie down on the ground, refusing to move. Bai Hui had to coax it with dried fish before it would reluctantly take a few more steps.

Liu Chang'an walked over and greeted Bai Hui in a friendly manner, "If Lu Si'en encountered a cat like this, she'd probably bite it to death."

"Lu Si'en... oh, that's the dog Xiao Tang mentioned, the Rottweiler that just barks 'woof woof woof woof' now." Bai Hui hadn't expected to run into Liu Chang'an so early, and a simple smile, like she'd just seen an acquaintance, appeared on her face. "A Rottweiler should... bark woof woof woof, right?"

"No, not really... but you're quite cute when you bark like a dog," Liu Chang'an commented objectively.

Bai Hui's cheeks flushed slightly; for a moment, she couldn't figure out if he was praising her or scolding her.

This person always speaks with a sarcastic tone. If he wanted to compliment her on being cute, why couldn't he just say it directly?

Even so, sunlight still pierced through the mist and fell on Bai Hui's slightly shy cheeks, like a young girl closing her eyes and touching the flower stamen with her nose when spring is in full bloom.

The orange cat took a few steps, came to Liu Chang'an's feet, fell down as if it had been injured, then rolled over, kicked Liu Chang'an's shoes with its four legs, rubbed itself to adjust its lying position, and then stopped moving.

"This cat likes you." Bai Hui's lips curled up slightly. She had heard from Zhu Juntang and Zhong Qing that Liu Chang'an was a person who had no love for small animals. For him, the only purpose of small animals was to be eaten by him.

Bai Hui still remembers that back in high school, he had asked for leave using excuses like killing and selling a dog. At the time, she found it unbelievable—how could someone ask for leave for such a reason?

If it weren't for his excellent academic performance, Huang Shan would have scolded him to death.

"I don't like cats." Liu Chang'an squatted down and stroked the cat's belly.

Bai Hui felt a sudden, inexplicable tremor in her heart. This kind of conversation... if the pronouns were changed, it would seem like a confession being rejected.

This thought made Bai Hui feel a little gloomy, even though she hadn't thought about confessing her feelings to Liu Chang'an... But for some reason, she always felt particularly sensitive and melancholic when thinking about Liu Chang'an.

Bai Hui watched as his slender fingers stroked the cat's belly, the fingertips sinking into the soft fur. He looked up, his face clearly showing tenderness. Even he, when facing these adorable little animals, would show such an expression.

His behavior seemed completely inconsistent with his statement that he "didn't like cats"... Bai Hui laughed again. Could his statement, "I don't like cats," be interpreted as, "I like cats, but I don't want to tell you"?

"Silly grin." Liu Chang'an glanced at Bai Hui and gave up on stroking the orange cat's belly.

"You're the idiot," Bai Hui retorted.

"Where did you get your cat?" Liu Chang'an asked casually.

"Xiao Tang's cat, Xiao Tang said she needs to lose weight recently, and take her out for walks. Originally, my cousin was in charge... She used to walk her dog all the time, you know... My cousin drank too much last night and can't get up today, so I'm taking care of the cat." Bai Hui saw that Liu Chang'an didn't seem to be leaving immediately, or that he was impatient, so she started rambling on, "This cat's name is Saintess."

"The Saintess?" Liu Chang'an couldn't help but look up at the sky, though he couldn't see anything.

"Xiao Tang said it's because this cat is chubby and looks like Zhou Dongdong, so she named it Saintess." Bai Hui didn't quite understand either, "Why should it be called Saintess just because it looks like Zhou Dongdong?"

"What's her dog's name?" Liu Chang'an asked calmly.

"Sect Master."

As expected, even though Liu Chang'an's thoughts jumped around, they still landed on the points he had prepared. He realized that since the cat called the Saintess, then her dog's name must be...

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This story has no romantic pairing.

Text: I turned green, and I became stronger.

Completed works include "The Chronicles of Qinggui" and "The World of Money".

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Author: Song of Thorns.

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