Duan Yun returned to Yuzhu Villa, feeling a blissful relaxation all over.
How should I describe this happiness?
It’s like spending a whole day as a corporate slave in a past life, returning ho, slipping into pajamas, and lounging comfortably.
He used to be so diligent in his acts of chivalry, but now he was equally adept at relaxing.
Although Young Hero Duan still had many Evil Demons to slay and couldn’t wait to leap at clues that would lead him straight to their lairs, he would never mistreat himself when it was ti to rest.
After all, as Xun once said in our elentary school textbooks, "When it’s ti to act for justice, do so wholeheartedly; and when it’s ti to rest, enjoy it heartily."
It must be said that coming ho to rest feels great, especially when apart from Murong’s average looks, the other friends are quite pleasing to the eye.
Fu Wanjun truly was a woman of her words, saying she ca to consult Doctor Duan for a dical condition; once healed, she left briskly and stylishly.
This deeply touched Murong. Wan Jun truly was the epito of grace and elegance, showing not the slightest interest in Duan Yun even when he locked her in the cellar for treatnt.
As she was leaving, Fu Wanjun suddenly tossed a jade pendant to Duan Yun, saying, "Doctor Duan, consider it paynt for your dical services." And then she walked away without looking back.
The pendant was clearly made of ancient jade and very valuable.
Looking at the pattern, Duan Yun asked doubtfully, "Are those two ducks?"
Feng Ling’er clenched her fists and said, "Does she not understand? How could she carelessly give away a Mandarin Duck Heart-to-Heart Wishful Pendant?"
Watching this scene, Murong fell to the ground with a thud, and like a snake, slid under the bed with his green hair floating...
He was destined to beco the foremost among the Four Heroes of Yuzhu.
Duan Yun didn’t bother whether it was ducks or mandarin ducks as long as it was valuable.
That day, Leng Yixue and Leng Ying were about to leave.
Thinking it over, Duan Yun then handed the Mandarin Duck Heart-to-Heart Wishful Pendant given by Fu Wanjun to Leng Ying.
Sister Leng Ying imdiately tensed up, "What do you an? Who wants to be a mandarin duck pair with you? I’ve said before, even if my parents might agree now, with your Demon reputation so prominent, the order within will not."
Duan Yun’s forehead vein throbbed, wanting to interrupt, but Leng Ying continued, "Unless... well, I’ll try to help clear your suspicions, but now really isn’t the ti..."
Before she could finish, Duan Yun took the jade pendant from her hand, handed it to Leng Yixue, and said, "Thanks for your help during this ti. I really don’t have much of value on , consider this a small token of appreciation, whether it’s ducks or mandarin ducks."
"Thank you, thank you."
As he said this, he held Leng Yixue’s delicate and fair hand, shaking it gratefully.
At that mont, Leng Yixue’s heart raced, recalling sothing very impressive about Duan Yun.
Now his fingertips touching her skin seed to reach deep into her soul.
Afterwards, appearing confused yet sensible, Leng Yixue nodded her head after Duan Yun’s appreciative handshake, then tucked the jade pendant into her towering bodice.
On their way back, Sister Leng Ying stared at Leng Yixue’s bodice for a long while and said, "Sister, that jade pendant was given to , you should return it."
Leng Yixue raised her eyebrows, "Given to you? Why is it with then? I only rember him placing it in my hands."
"Leng Yixue, are you going to be like this?" Leng Ying exclaid angrily.
"What have I done? I simply accepted a Mandarin Duck Heart-to-Heart Wishful Pendant soone else gave, why so agitated over it?"
"Give it back! It’s mine!"
...
Duan Yun’s life of rest was extrely joyful, particularly when it ca to renovating his cellar, which was absolutely exhilarating.
Though Murong lost so materials on the way, there were still plenty left.
As these materials filled his cellar, and he expanded and decorated, his satisfaction was through the roof.
This cellar, if he kept this up, would soon beco an underground palace.
What a place to confine, no, to save many people.
These days, Feng Ling’er would occasionally co to the cellar to help Duan Yun, making it feel like they were building a love nest together.
In the afternoon, Duan Yun was hanging lamps sourced from the Qiongling Sect’s cellar with Feng Ling’er when Shen Ying arrived.
With a cold face, she glanced at Feng Ling’er then said to Duan Yun, "Duan Yun, co with , I have sothing to show you."
Feng Ling’er raised an eyebrow, "What kind of secretive thing is it that I can’t see?"
Shen Ying seriously replied, "Indeed, it’s not for outsiders."
Duan Yun, interested in what Ying had to share, asked, "Where shall we look?"
"In my room."
"Alright."
Then Duan Yun followed Shen Ying to her room.
Feng Ling’er attempted to peek, but in a flash, the doors and windows were shut tight, obscuring any view from outside.
"Shen Ying, where is it?"
Upon entering, Duan Yun saw Shen Ying sitting directly on the bed, not holding anything, and couldn’t help asking.
At that mont, Shen Ying lifted her skirt, revealing her fair legs, and asked, "Do you notice sothing missing on my legs?"
Duan Yun pondered, "Your legs are as white as jade, flawless; nothing’s missing."
"Look again!"
Saying so, she lifted her skirt a bit more.
Duan Yun was still puzzled.
The next mont, Shen Ying grabbed Duan Yun’s collar and said, "You claim to be the Young Hero, so you should keep your promises. What did you promise ?"
Suddenly realizing, Duan Yun replied, "Socks."
"Why then are my legs bare?" Shen Ying demanded.
"I..."
Duan Yun was montarily at a loss for words.
Due to his busy schedule removing demons and maintaining justice, he had indeed forgotten about this.
He quickly apologized, "I’m wrong. I will deliver them within three days."
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