Farm Girl's Manor

There of course wasn’t any thin line, but it is true that she had come across someone with a suspicious demeanor. Even if that person was eventually captured, this unimportant detail was unlikely to be verified.

Xiao Ruiyuan gripped the metal piece tightly and said solemnly, "I’ll take this piece of metal with me for now. As for the specifics, we can discuss them after everything is settled."

Mo Yan was well aware that the issues tied to this metal piece were not within her purview. She nodded and said, "I understand. Be careful yourself."

Xiao Ruiyuan nodded slightly and, after giving Mo Yan a few words of caution, picked up the metal piece and prepared to leave. Then he suddenly turned back, staring intently at Mo Yan’s lips, a hint of surprise in his eyes, "The wound, it’s healing quickly?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was referring to. Her face involuntarily changed color as she didn’t know how to explain that the wound was nearly healed in less than four hours.

She had been too careless. She shouldn’t have been worried about her father noticing anything, nor should she have stayed in the Space for too long, let alone washed with Spirit Spring Water. Now what was she to do? How could she explain without arousing his suspicion? Should she say her body was special and her wounds healed quickly?

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Xiao Ruiyuan gently caressed Mo Yan’s lips and could clearly see that the place that had been injured now only had a light pink mark remaining. In less than two days, this small mark would completely disappear.

"Do you have some medicine that makes wounds heal quickly?" Xiao Ruiyuan asked with raised eyebrows, as he couldn’t think of any other explanation.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan’s tense demeanor unexpectedly relaxed. With her eyes wide, she told a serious lie, "Indeed, I did apply some ointment twice after returning. As for whether it’s the ointment’s doing, I’m not sure! Oh, right, I also ate a small piece of dry Lingzhi— the Black Lingzhi I didn’t finish before."

Black Lingzhi? Xiao Ruiyuan’s mouth twitched slightly. He really wanted to say it was a waste, but compared to a painful wound, Black Lingzhi probably didn’t matter much.