Chapter 7
Banyue, where the xinlan flowers grow...
Part Six
you can rely on us
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The crown prince feels his forearm being released, causing him to look up at Yun-shifu. "I lack the ingredients to concoct my pills. I have already asked my friend to gather them, but we'll have to wait for a while."
"It really is alright, shifu, San Lang," Yun-shifu's concern and San Lang's silence makes Xie Lian apprehensive. "We'll still be searching for the shanyue herb, after all."
No one noticed how Hua Yunlan uttered 'treat' instead of delaying the venom's effects.
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A certain little Miss Cactus slowly pops out of the sand, spying over a certain little group traversing the desert. The little flower's petals on top of her curls inward in apprehension
Mother, Lanlan-gege is in a bad mood!
The sand around her shifts slightly. Xiaoxiao, please look after him. Miss Cactus, whose name is Xiaoxiao, is reinvigorated by mother's words. Lately, mother has been quiet and rarely makes an appearance. When Xiaoxiao asked, mother said that she was preparing something in secret. Hence, mother cannot look after Lanlan and his friends all the time.
Here is where the great Xiaoxiao comes in!
At the 'garden' where other spiritual plants wholeheartedly cultivated, Xiaoxiao is the second eldest while Lanlan is the eldest. Although Xiaoxiao did not cultivate a human form and remained a succulent, her cultivation is actually vast. That is why mother sent her on this mission to support her Lanlan-gege!
Plus, Xiaoxiao just really likes how cute and small she is. Look how that human in red praises her so much, it simply validates her decision to remain as a succulent. And, and! That human in white! Lanlan-gege called him Xie Lian, and now, Xiaoxiao added another human she really likes in her little list.
Xiaoxiao will protect you, Lanlan-gege!
The edge of her petals curls slightly, just like how human children flex their arms to show off their strength.
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San Lang's silence was like the endless abyss. The more he stayed quiet, the more he sunk into that neverending darkness--getting sucked into a space where his soul chilled from the cold.
It reminded San Lang of the years when he spent learning formations under Lan-gege's tutelage. Once the sun descended, a bone-deep chill pervades the cave where even a ghost as powerful as him suffered. Oh, how much he wanted to hide his gege and Yun-ge away right now.
As they traverse the desert, the ghost flower's attention shifts from Xie Lian's forearm to Hua Yunlan's contemplative expression. Yun-ge is probably thinking of how to treat the snake bite sooner rather than later. He sees Yun-ge's fingers flexing, eyebrows furrowing, and a hint of resolution in his eyes.
San Lang senses something amiss. Before he can even think of anything, he snatches the orchid's stiff hand without anyone noticing. Squeezing the orchid's hand slightly, it manages to soothe the ongoing turbulence in Yun-ge's mind.
'Don't do anything rash, Yun-ge.'
'But Xie Lian's wound, how can I not treat it right away?'
'Using your essence will only hurt you.'
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Fanfiction"yun-gege, may we hold hands?" "yun-shifu, may i hug you?" wherein a ghost flower and a crown prince tenderly hold him in the palm of their hands.
