As Leng Yaozhu looked at her adorable little disciple, she could not help recalling the last time she had seen her younger sister.
Her heart ached so badly.
Leng Yaozhu shook her head, casting all those painful thoughts away. A gentle expression settled over her face as she approached the hospital bed and softly ruffled Jiang Mingyuan's hair.
"You little rascal. Protecting your companions is important, but you need to think of yourself too. No more slacking off when I tell you to train. Only by growing stronger sooner can you protect your companions better."
At the thought that he probably would not be able to slack off for a long time to come, Jiang Mingyuan's face twisted with misery.
Just then, Na'er speared a piece of sweet fruit with a fork and brought it to Jiang Mingyuan's lips.
"Brother, have some fruit."
Jiang Mingyuan opened his little cherry-red mouth and chomped down on it. The moment he tasted its sweetness, the misery of being unable to slack off vanished from his face.
"Delicious."
Watching this, Tang Wulin could not help feeling a twinge of jealousy. When had that wretched Na'er come back? And she had even prepared all this stuff. How infuriating!
Tang Wulin looked left and right. There did not seem to be anything he could do for Brother Yuan right now.
Just then, Jiang Mingyuan noticed Tang Wulin's anxious expression. Their hands were still clasped beneath the covers. His fingertips gently traced Tang Wulin's palm. Tang Wulin noticed and glanced at him.
How could such little movements escape the mighty Silver Dragon King's notice? Gu Yuena narrowed her eyes. She wanted to lash out, but ultimately held herself back.
*Ugh. If only I had come out two years earlier. Then I would have been the one to