Wugou's Daily Life as She Recovered

Zhang Sheng did not stop to ponder what was going on with Zhangsun Wugou.

He was simply eager to find out what was going on with the Soul Power inside her body.

Before, he had been treating her injuries, so he had not dared to probe too deeply. Now that her health had improved,

he no longer needed to divide his attention to control his Soul Power. As long as he could figure out how Soul Power was produced inside her body,

he could enable more people to possess Soul Power, or even awaken their Martial Souls.

"Ahem! Sister Wugou! Sorry for being forward, but may I examine you again?"

"Hm? Haven't I recovered? Could it be..."

"Don't misunderstand, Sister Wugou. I just noticed something.

It's a good thing, though. It won't harm you, and it might even bring endless benefits."

Seeing how confidently Zhang Sheng spoke, Zhangsun Wugou grew curious as well.

"Go ahead and examine me, Brother Zhang Sheng. What do I need to do?"

"Mm! Ahem! Just hold out your hand."

Zhangsun Wugou gazed at him with her big, blinking eyes, making Zhang Sheng feel a little awkward, as if he were coaxing a little girl.

But Zhang Sheng remembered that the important matter came first, so he suppressed that little ripple in his heart

and gently took the fair, soft little hand Zhangsun Wugou held out to him.

The instant their hands touched, both blushed involuntarily, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Zhang Sheng knew this was no time to enjoy the sensation. He circulated his Soul Power,

letting it slowly pass through Zhangsun Wugou's hand and into her body

to see where the Soul Power inside her came from.

As his Soul Power flowed through her meridians to every part of her body, he discovered that the Soul Power inside Zhangsun Wugou seemed a little greater than last time.

It was already as thick as a strand of hair. Zhang Sheng was delighted by this discovery.

It meant his earlier guesses and expectations had all been correct. He quickly reined in his excitement

and carefully examined every part of her body. At last, he found the source of the Soul Power-her heart.

"That's wonderful! I finally found it! Haha!"

"Brother Zhang Sheng! What did you find? Why are you so happy?"

"Mwah! Sister Wugou, you've done me a huge favor this time. Fortune and misfortune truly depend on each other. After a great calamity, great blessings are sure to follow!"

Overcome with excitement, Zhang Sheng hugged Zhangsun Wugou and kissed her on the cheek.

Although he had done it without thinking, Zhangsun Wugou was stunned by the kiss.

For a moment, she felt as if she were lost in the clouds and mist. A blush quickly spread across her face, leaving her rosy and utterly adorable.

After rejoicing for a while, Zhang Sheng noticed that Zhangsun Wugou had gone quiet.

He looked at Zhangsun Wugou, who was still in his arms, and immediately realized that he seemed to have done something outrageous just now.

"Sister Wugou! I didn't mean to. I was so happy just now that I got carried away, so... How about you hit me a few times to vent your anger?"

Zhang Sheng hurriedly let go of Zhangsun Wugou and immediately began admitting his fault.

But after talking for a long while, he found that Zhangsun Wugou still gave no response. She just stood there blankly, her head lowered.

Seeing this, Zhang Sheng grew anxious. After all, he had never comforted a girl before.

In his panic, he raised his hand and gave himself a resounding slap.

"Smack!"

The loud slap startled Zhangsun Wugou into raising her head. When she saw Zhang Sheng preparing to raise his hand and slap himself again, she immediately called out to stop him:

"Brother Zhang Sheng! What are you doing? Why are you hitting yourself?"

"Sister Wugou! Don't mind me! Your brother Zhang Sheng has wronged you. I deserve to be hit!"

"Brother Zhang Sheng! Stop hitting yourself first. I'm not blaming you!"

"But you had your head down and ignored me just now. I thought you were angry."

"Brother Zhang Sheng! And you're still talking about it! Hmph! You're such a silly goose!"

When Zhangsun Wugou saw the baffled look on Zhang Sheng's face, she began to feel playfully annoyed.

She gave Zhang Sheng a petulant huff, then left with light little steps.

Zhang Sheng was left somewhat baffled by her. He felt that a girl's thoughts were truly hard to understand, cloudy one moment and sunny the next.

But he immediately remembered that he still had something to ask Zhangsun Wugou, so he hurriedly called out:

"Sister Wugou! There's still something I haven't figured out!"

But after hearing Zhang Sheng's words, Zhangsun Wugou walked away even faster, as if afraid he would chase after her.

"Uh! Why are you leaving so fast? It's not like I'm going to eat you. I just wanted to ask what felt different in your body just now. Looks like it'll have to wait until next time."

Perhaps those few unguarded moments had brought Zhang Sheng and Zhangsun Wugou closer together.

At times, this even made her brother Zhangsun Wuji a little jealous.

"Little sister! Why have you been so fond of hanging around that boy Zhang Sheng lately? When did you two get so close?"

"Have I? Brother, you must be mistaken. I'm just asking Brother Zhang Sheng to see whether my body has fully recovered. Don't stand there imagining things."

"Mm! That boy Zhang Sheng does have some skill. Every time I watch him treat you, I feel like I'm in a dream."

Zhangsun Wuji did not grow suspicious of his sister Zhangsun Wugou's words.

After all, Zhang Sheng really had cured his sister, and besides, she had not yet come of age.

He could not possibly think of it as a matter of love between a man and a woman.

Spring passed and autumn came, and in the blink of an eye, it was summer. After such a long period of rest and observation, Zhangsun Wugou

was confirmed to have no possibility of a relapse. Zhangsun Wuji therefore planned to take his leave of Blue Silver Village

and go to Chang'an to seek refuge with his maternal uncle Gao Shilian, as originally planned.

"Brother Fuji! Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Have I been a poor host?"

"Zhang Sheng, you're taking this too seriously. If not for your attentive care during this time, how could we have lived so peacefully, apart from the troubles of the world?

Now that my sister Wugou's injuries are completely healed, I can hardly delay here any longer."

Zhang Sheng could see that Zhangsun Wuji was determined to leave, and he did not know how to persuade him otherwise.

But whenever he thought about Zhangsun Wugou leaving with her brother, he felt an indescribable irritation in his heart.

Yet he had no reason to make her stay. After all, their relationship had not reached that point, so he could only silently suppress his discomfort.

Zhang Sheng was not the only one who felt this way. Zhangsun Wugou also felt somewhat downcast.

After all, she felt that this had been the happiest time of her life. Every day, she chatted about everything under the sun and played around with the person she liked, without a care in the world.

She truly wanted to stay for the rest of her life and never leave, but this was not her home.

Although they were going to seek refuge with their uncle and live under someone else's roof, it was still their maternal uncle's home, and he was family. But what was Zhang Sheng's place to her?

Just as they were preparing to take their leave, Zhang Sheng seemed to make a momentous decision.

"Brother Fuji! Must you really leave this place?"

"Zhang Sheng, why do you say that? Parting is so that we may have an even better reunion. Why must you act like a lovesick young lady?"

"Brother Fuji, you can leave, but Sister Wugou can't!"