The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

Chapter 443: Chapter 439: Once A Thief_1
Yingbao stayed silent.

She looked at them, asking Xuanwu inwardly, “How has he wronged me?”

Xuanwu indignantly replied, “He broke his promise and betrayed you. Plus, he had you work for him for a hundred years without paying you!”

Yingbao curiously asked, “What work?”

“Planting vegetables!” Xuanwu huffed, “And then taking care of his spiritual pets!”

“Spiritual pets?” Yingbao asked, “What spiritual pets?”

Xuanwu muttered something, but Yingbao didn’t catch it.

Meanwhile, the man across from them said, “Yingbao, it’s good to see you well.”

Yingbao frowned slightly, asking, “Didn’t you have a limp? How are you standing now?”

Xiao Mo replied nonchalantly, “I can’t always limp along. I need to stand up eventually.”

Wei Zhan, carefully pulling Yingbao aside, asked with furrowed brows, “Xiao Mo, does the Emperor know about your fake limp?”

A mocking smile tugged at the corners of Xiao Mo’s mouth, “And how do you know I was faking it?”

Wei Zhan: …

“A few days ago you were in a wheelchair, now you’re running around. What else could it have been if not an act?”

Xiao Mo gave a light chuckle without responding to Wei Zhan. His gaze remained on Yingbao, but he didn’t speak.

Goosebumps rose on Wei Zhan’s skin. Holding onto his wife’s hand tightly, he murmured, “Let’s go somewhere else.”

Yingbao nodded, asking Xuanwu inwardly, “How did he wrong me? What if I kill him right now?”

Xuanwu stuttered in alarm, “No, no, you can’t do that! Actually… you were the one who… who stole his spiritual pet and ran away, so he issued a warrant for your arrest.”

Yingbao: …

So, she had once been a thief.

Xuanwu continued, “But, it was he who held you captive in the Valley of Immortals for a hundred years. He caused you not to see your parents and siblings and forced you to recite the Exorcism Mantra fifty times a day. Every now and then, he would even drown you in the Holy Spirit Water for ten hours, until you were half dead.”

Yingbao: So, the guy is a sadist who enjoys torturing people.

“Why didn’t you say all this before? I met Xiao Mo when I was young, and I’ve encountered him in both of my lives. Why didn’t Xuanwu give me any hints?”

Xuanwu: “At that time, I didn’t recognize him because he looked very different from that person.” On top of that, he didn’t emit any divine radiance.

“Then how do you recognize him now?”

“Because I just saw a flash of divine light in him.”

Xuanwu urgently said, “Yingbao, we should run away. You can’t beat him.”

Oh no! It didn’t want to be taken to the Fairy Residence to serve as a stone beast for a lifetime.

Just as Yingbao was about to ask more questions, Wei Zhan pulled her away quickly. Finally, they were out of that man’s sight.

Feeling relieved, he said to Yingbao, “I don’t think there is anything interesting here. Maybe we should go somewhere else.”

Yingbao had the same thought, but the boatman had rowed away to dig for lotus root, so they might have to wait awhile before he returned.

She picked up a large lotus leaf nearby and gave another one to Wei Zhan, “When the boatman comes back, we’ll leave.”

Wei Zhan nodded, holding the lotus leaf and looking around. He saw two women selling lotus root starch soup in a pavilion and led his wife toward it.

“We’ll take two bowls of lotus root starch soup.” Wei Zhan and Yingbao sat down, and he told the women, “Add lots of malt sugar.”

The woman, dressed in blue flower-patterned cloth, responded, “Right away, just give me a minute.”

Lotus root starch soup needed to be made fresh, using boiling water from the small charcoal stove, poured while stirring constantly. It soon became thick in consistency. They further added dried osmanthus flowers and two spoonfuls of sugar icing.

“Enjoy your soup, but be careful—it’s hot.” The woman brought the two bowls of thick, transparent lotus root starch soup to Wei Zhan and Yingbao.

While stirring her spoon to dissipate the heat, Yingbao asked the woman, “Can I buy some of the lotus root starch you have here?”

“For sale.” The young woman answered with a smile, “All our lotus root powder is new this year. How much would the young lady like to buy?”

Yingbao tasted a spoonful of the lotus root soup. It was sweet and rich, without a hint of sourness. It seemed that whoever made it had skilfully done so.

“If all of it is this quality, I’ll take twenty kilos.”

The woman hurriedly nodded, “Rest assured, madam, all our lotus root powder is of high quality.”

Yingbao said, “Alright then, fetch it and carry it directly to the Wei Family’s carriage by the riverbank.”

The young woman agreed, “Alright, as soon as my husband arrives, I’ll immediately have him go home and fetch it.”

While they were talking, a man came and took a seat at the stone table beside them. “Bring me a bowl of lotus root soup.”

Yingbao turned her head, seeing Xiao Mo dressed in white summer clothes, his hair held with a jade hairpin, his skin as white as jade. He seemed somehow different than before, giving off a taste of an exiled immortal.

But if he’s a Fairy Monarch from another place, why is he here?

Could it really be that he’s here to find his Spiritual Pet?

Yingbao turned her gaze back, asking Xuanwu in her heart, “You said I stole his Spiritual Pet, is that Spiritual Pet you?”

Xuanwu: …

Absolutely can’t admit it!

Yingbao was puzzled. “Since he is a Fairy Monarch, and in a sense a local ruler, it’s incredible that he’d come all the way here for a turtle.”

Xuanwu burst into anger instantly, “I’m not a turtle! I’m the divine beast, Xuanwu! Humph!”

Seeing Xuanwu angry, Yingbao attempted to explain, but Xuanwu ignored her.

Wei Zhan, who was eating the lotus root soup, noticed Xiao Mo sitting next to them and was a bit annoyed, though he didn’t say anything.

After all, the guy was here to eat, he couldn’t drive him away.

Wei Zhan continued grumpily eating his soup and suddenly spooned a mouthful towards Yingbao’s mouth, softly saying, “Madam, here, have a bite.”

Yingbao opened her mouth and ate it.

Wei Zhan subtly glanced at Xiao Mo, sneering inwardly.

He’s a man. How could he not understand another man’s intentions?

He didn’t like the strange look Xiao Mo was giving Yingbao. He wished he could just hide her away.

At least Yingbao was his now, and she would be the mother of his child in the future.

This damned Xiao Mo, he should just roll as far as he could.

At this moment, Yingbao continued to call Xuanwu, “Alright, I just misspoke. I didn’t mean to look down on turtles.”

Xuanwu exploded, “Once again, I’m not a turtle, I’m the divine beast, Xuanwu! If you mention that word again, I’ll, I’ll give the Holy Spirit Water back to him!”

Yingbao was surprised, “Did I steal the Holy Spirit Water too?” No wonder he had come chasing. Had she emptied his house?

Xuanwu guiltily retreated, “Yes! You’re the one who stole it!”

If it hadn’t for her taking the Holy Spirit Water, his silly master might not have survived till now. She had lost her seven souls and three spirits back then, and only her human spirit remained. After countless rebirths, it took great effort to recover her lost souls.

Upon hearing this from Xuanwu, Yingbao felt guilty.

She glanced at Xiao Mo and asked Xuanwu, “Can you think of a way to move him?”

Xuanwu said, “I can’t. He is now fully consciousness and will definitely seek you out.”

Yingbao: ….

“Will he destroy this place?” She asked.

Xuanwu paused, then said, “If provoked, he might.”

He added another sentence afterwards, “So it’s better for us to keep our distance.”

Yingbao: “In that case, I must ask the Emperor for leave as soon as possible and return to Qinchuan.”

Now Xiao Mo is still the son of Marquis Changshou and the Emperor will definitely not let him leave Beijing. So she should go back to her own territory and maybe she can ask Wei Zhan to stay in the countryside and she will live with him there.