Rascal Pig naturally brought the dicine, but it was feeling wronged right now and naturally didn’t want to bring it out.
It promptly turned its piggy head aside, snorting coldly.
"What dicine? I don’t have any!"
Su Pan’er stared at it for a while, thinking about visiting Ye Han’s grave tomorrow, her previously tough words softened.
"Tomorrow, I’m going to pay my respects to Brother Ye. If you want to die sooner, then go ahead and leave! And that dicine of yours, you don’t have to give it to , let fend for myself. I..." While speaking, she suddenly turned her head to the other side of the bed, her shoulders slightly trembling.
The Rascal Pig, which initially wanted to pull a trick, looked a bit tangled upon seeing this.
"Alright, alright! I’ll give you the dicine!"
As it spoke, it pushed a ball of red-black mud-like substance towards her, "This is made by using Samadhi True Fire. Using Samadhi True Fire consus my life essence, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be willing to use it on anyone else. It’s your gain! Here!"
Isn’t this too nice?
Su Pan’er eyes brightened, she quickly turned around and grabbed the mud lump in her hands, "What’s this thing?"
"This, this is what I refined..."
Rascal Pig almost buried its head in its belly, this was indeed challenging for it. As a pig, how could it refine any pill? Naturally, it was randomly refined. The strain of herbs in front of it had been completely burnt and lted, fortunately, the last one resulted in this little amount! It really wasn’t to bla for this...
Well, okay!
This was probably its limit!
Looking at its current state, Su Pan’er guessed what it didn’t say out loud.
"How do I take this?"
"In my inherited mory, it is to be taken direct..." Before it finished speaking, Rascal Pig quickly covered its pig’s mouth and refused to say more.
Su Pan’er narrowed her eyes, after a brief consideration, feeling the astonishing heat emanating from the mud-like substance, she decided not to take any chances. She propped herself up, adjusted a few dicinal ingredients to neutralize the dicine, before she turned around again.
"I’m going to take this dicine now, you help guard!"
She ordered Rascal Pig casually, then braced herself to sit up, sat cross-legged, and started to circulate the Inner Strength within her body along its preset path for a round. She then opened her eyes, took out a fifth of the small lump of mud, put it in her mouth, and the mont it touched the oral cavity, wrapped Inner Strength around it, and then swallowed it slowly, gradually let it travel to the stomach, and digested the dicinal strength.
That night, when Qin Yi trudged back to his room exhausted, he saw Su Pan’er sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the Rascal Pig blocked him the mont it saw him co in, giving him a toothy grin.
Seeing this, Qin Yi quietly walked over and sat down on a chair, silently guarding her.
He did not know how much ti had passed before he saw Su Pan’er swallow the second portion of the mud-like substance, repeating the previous action. Qin Yi and Rascal Pig silently accompanied her until she fully digested the dicinal strength, letting it operate to the stuck areas in her body, she finally opened her eyes.
And it actually worked!
Parts of her body that seed unreachable for ordinary dicine had apparently improved a lot.
Qin Yi’s eyes shone as he fixed them on her: "How do you feel, Pan’er? Is your body feeling better?"
"It has improved a lot, the rest will just require careful nourishnt."
She’s been taking a lot of dicine these past days, to have such a significant improvent now, made Su Pan’er reveal a rare smile.
"Pan’er, good Pan’er! This is the dicine that I, Piggy Grandpa, have made for you!"
Rascal Pig, looking extrely complacent, ca over again to curry favour.
"This ti you’ve really helped a lot, tell ! What do you really want?"
The rascal pig had been waiting for this statent from Su Pan’er. Upon hearing it, the pig’s large ears perk up, it opens its mouth wide in a toothy, eye-narrowing smile.
"Hehehe! I want, I desire, I..."
"What exactly do you want, spit it out!"
Seeing it unable to find its words, Su Pan’er grew impatient and urged it once more.
"Hehe! I won’t say now, but, I will tell you after you return to our hotown!" The rascal pig was suddenly not in a hurry.
After all, it was still young and had plenty of ti to wait!
It seed to be related to their hotown!
Seeing the rascal pig’s gleeful expression, Su Pan’er was reminded of the secret tunnel running under Deicide Mountain. Could it be that the rascal pig had discovered another good spot?
Thinking of this, she quickly decided.
"Alright! You can tell when the ti cos!"
"Yes! Hehehe..."
The rascal pig was overjoyed at her approval, quickly turning to run off. It had been waiting here for a while and was now hungry, naturally it went to look for sothing tasty to eat.
"What did it say?"
Qin Yi watched the interaction between Su Pan’er and the pig, understanding her speech but unable to comprehend the pig’s grunts, and could only guess at their conversation.
"It said that when we return ho, it wants to help it with sothing, as payback for it helping heal," said Su Pan’er.
"Huh! Is that pig really that smart?" Qin Yi found this quite amusing!
"Indeed!"
Speaking casually, Su Pan’er was reminded of her previous thought; was the rascal pig really a pig?
If not a pig, what then could it be?
Early the next day, Uncle Xiao prepared the carriage. Qin Yi carried the bundle-like Su Pan’er, while she held Yan Yan, who also looked like a small, cotton-wrapped bundle, and they boarded the specially arranged carriage.
Inside the carriage were two silver charcoal braziers, making it feel warm as spring inside. Thick blankets were laid on the seats, making it soft and comfortable.
Once in the carriage, he protectively drew Su Pan’er into his embrace and took the child into his own arms.
"Give the baby, so as not to tire your arm. You’ll need your strength later."
Qin Yi really covered all the details, taking care of every little thing for her.
The carriage drove straight to Ye Family’s Mansion.
The mansion was clothed in plain white under a snowy cover. As soon as the carriage stopped, servants quickly ca to welco them.
Ye Han’s old aide, his face speckled with snowflakes, was wiping away tears. Everyone wore a grief-stricken expression on their face.
Today, both Qin Yi and Su Pan’er were dressed in hemp clothes, their waists bound with hemp ropes, and Yan Yan, also dressed in plain white, was handed to Nanny Zhou, similarly attired in plain clothes. They entered the mourning hall.
Inside the expansive mourning hall, hanging above was a large morial tablet, below which was a large coffin. Underneath the coffin was a small oil lamp, its tiny wick flickering gently. Kneeling at the front on the left side of the coffin was a young child, his face stoic, with several people dressed in mourning clothes kneeling behind him.
Su Pan’er knew, these people must be the mbers of the Ye Family’s branch.
As they walked in, the child kneeling on the left bowed deeply. Su Pan’er’s attention was focused on the coffin. chanically following the lead of the elderly servant beside her, she knelt and rose, knelt and rose.
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