"Xiao Lan, you really have to go? Can’t you stay?" Ji Feng leaned against the door, watching Lan Tian pack up the peach wood on the floor of the room. Where these things ca from, Ji Feng didn’t care; he was only concerned about where Lan Tian was heading.
"Your Grandpa’s health is no longer a concern, and the person behind the scenes has also been apprehended. I believe you can handle the matters that follow," Lan Tian said after picking up the peach wood. She walked over to Ji Feng and caressed his furrowed brow, "At such a young age, there’s no need to always wear a troubled expression. I won’t be leaving for now. I will stay in Beijing. You haven’t forgotten that I’m still studying here. Beijing is not far from here. You can co to see anyti, and I’ll visit you when I’m free."
Suddenly, Ji Feng hugged Lan Tian and acted spoiled, "But I want you to stay by my side and not go anywhere."
Lan Tian was taken aback, then patted his back. She couldn’t commit to such a promise.
"Don’t treat like a child," Ji Feng suddenly said, releasing Lan Tian.
"Alright," Lan Tian replied, with a smile in her eyes.
"If, I an if one day you want to leave him, you must co to . If he treats you poorly, if you’ve been wronged, co to . I’ll beat him up for you," Ji Feng rambled on like an old woman instructing Lan Tian, who, with her soft personality, would be bullied to death by that man Mo Junhua.
Why did he think Lan Tian was a pushover? Because he had experience. In his previous life, he, a re mortal, clung to Lan Tian for decades, knowing full well that she was a person without great ambition, a cultivator whose only aspiration was the warmth of an ordinary family life.
"I won’t let myself be wronged. Alright, enough, stop nagging like an old wife. With my current cultivation, do you really think he could bully ? I’d be nice not to bully him instead," Lan Tian said, truly tired of Ji Feng’s nagging. "I don’t understand politics, you’ll have to figure it out yourself. i Lan, the one who did the poisoning, has been caught, but we don’t know who the hidden mastermind is, so you need to be extra careful about your safety. If sothing feels wrong, don’t take risks. And about i Lan’s fellow sisters, don’t go looking for them casually. The thods of cultivators are beyond your imagination; walking into their territory will only give them an opportunity to strike, understand?"
Lan Tian mocked Ji Feng for being naggy, but in reality, she was more naggy than he was. Ji Feng just smiled broadly and uttered ’hmm’ ’hmm’ in agreent, not knowing how much he actually took in.
"After I go back, it will be easier for to act on the outside. I’ll try to deal with those cultivators. Also, when you discuss things with Mr. Ji, try not to arouse his suspicion. I’m afraid of alerting the snake by beating the grass."
"I get it. I’ll see you off." After finishing up, Lan Tian was empty-handed, except for the bag she was carrying – she didn’t take anything else with her.
Casting a glance at the room so tidy it seed as if no one had ever lived there, and then at Lan Tian who had nothing with her, Ji Feng raised an eyebrow. Such obvious loopholes could easily raise suspicions, but never mind, he’d move in here later, and with him around, no one would say anything.
"You’ve just started to recover, don’t overexert or strain yourself too hard. Rember to balance work and rest. Don’t think you’re young and it doesn’t matter. Your body is still very weak and needs a long period of recuperation."
"I know," Ji Feng raised his eyebrows in acknowledgnt.
"Good to know. I’m leaving now. Oh, and the spiritual energy here is plentiful; have Little Tao stay a little longer." Lan Tian had just summoned Little Tao back, but Little Tao refused to leave, so she told her to stay here a little longer.
"Little Tao?" Are there others in the family besides Lan Tian?
"The peach tree next to the rose bush in the backyard."
"Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of it."
The two walked into the living room. After saying goodbye to Old Ji, Lan Tian left with Mr. Mo.
In the car, Mr. Mo glanced at the girl, whose mind seed to be elsewhere, and coughed a few tis to draw Lan Tian’s attention.
"What’s wrong? Feeling unwell?" Lan Tian turned to look at him.
Mr. Mo straightened his face, trying to appear as a serious elder, "Girl, Grandpa has also been through his youth. When you’re young, you always have many ideals, like poetry, love for the romantic and the beautiful, filled with a poet’s sorrow..."
Lan Tian smiled faintly, her eyes clear. She hadn’t expected Grandpa to have such sentintal monts in his youth. But why was he telling her this?
"Grandpa understands the feelings of a young girl; everyone has had monts of youthful impulsiveness. But now that we’re married, keep those romantic sentints to yourself, keep them hidden in your heart, and live a peaceful life now."
Lan Tian was baffled, that didn’t quite sound right! But it didn’t prevent her from expressing her loyalty to Mr. Mo, seriously replying, "Grandpa, I am living a good life."
Mr. Mo’s lips twitched, please forgive his old eyes, but he really couldn’t see it. All he saw was her seemingly special relationship with the Ji Family’s boy.
Mr. Mo felt a headache and awkwardness; he’d lived for quite a span and now, as an old man, still had to deal with his granddaughter’s love life.
He couldn’t ignore it; the two were growing too close. The way Ji Feng looked at her was very troubling, and she seed to indulge him too much.
In this day and age, not only is a maiden’s reputation important, but so is a married woman’s. Gossip could destroy a person’s life; the girl is still young, and there’s much she doesn’t understand. Love can’t sustain you; life requires a caring husband, and Hua Zi is really good, responsible and treats her exceptionally well.
His brother-in-law and nephew entrusted the girl to him. He needed to take good care of her. She arrived in perfect condition, and she needs to return the sa way. An incident on his watch was the last thing he wanted; otherwise, he’d have no face to show.
How could he talk to her about it in a face-saving way? Better to keep her away from the Ji Family’s boy.
If he spoke the blunt truth, the girl had thin skin; what if she overthought it? If he didn’t speak directly, it seed like she couldn’t understand his implications.
Mr. Mo was so troubled, even learning dicine back in the day wasn’t this difficult!
"Grandpa, just say what you want!" Lan Tian spoke before Mr. Mo could resolve his struggle.
Lan Tian couldn’t keep silent; seeing her, Mr. Mo would shake his head and sigh, then look again and repeat the action. What could be so troubling for Grandpa, and apparently, it seed related to her?
Lan Tian thought it over. During the past few days at Ji Mansion, she had been well-behaved, staying inside drawing talismans and engraving arrays, not causing any trouble.
After a light cough, Mr. Mo steeled his resolve and decided to speak directly, "Girl, what’s your impression of Ji Feng? What do you think of him?"
"Ji Feng? He’s quite good, a very nice person," Lan Tian replied unsuspectingly to Mr. Mo’s question.
That was high praise. Initially, her nephew had told him that when asked about her classmates and friends she had interacted with, her average response was, "Not bad, I guess!"
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