After Lin Zaozao fell fast asleep, Ji Fantian, who had prepared the medicinal potion, walked to the bedside upon hearing Lin Zaozao's snore that sounded like firecrackers.
He touched Lin Zaozao's leg where the injury was to apply medicine for her, but the medicine in his hand was taken by Murong Hai.
"She got injured on her leg because of me too, so let me help apply medicine for her!"
After speaking, Murong Hai lifted the quilt, applied the medicine from the bowl onto his hand evenly, then gently applied it onto Lin Zaozao's leg.
"Murong Hai, has your leg recovered a bit?"
"Much better. At least, my body does not hurt as badly now."
"Murong Hai, there are too many secrets on this little fatty Lin Zaozao's body." Ji Fantian could not help but exclaim.
"Everyone has secrets in their lives. Since we know Lin Zaozao will not harm us, why must we know all her secrets?!"
"You're right. Everyone has secrets in their lives."
After exclaiming, Ji Fantian asked again.
"What should we do about that Young Prison Master? Should we really leave him by the little fatty's side?"
"He is useful to us now. Besides, the wound on his body has already cut his lifeline.
If he wants to live, he naturally dares not harm Lin Zaozao. If his wounds heal and he dares repay kindness with enmity, I can simply kill him. "
"Alright, you know what you're doing. But there's no need for you to make a move anyway. If that Young Prison Master dares have any intentions, Gu Shan will be the first to kill him. After all, Gu Shan cares a lot about Lin Zaozao."
After Murong Hai finished applying the medicine, he looked at the sleeping Lin Zaozao who was snoring fragrantly, and at her fair complexion now. He could not help but curiously ask:
"Ji Fantian, do you know what happened to the little fatty's face? Not only are the black spots on her face gone, even the skin on her body has improved a lot."
"I don't know either. I checked her pulse. Anyway, it's harmless that the little fatty's skin has become better. Murong Hai, there are too many secrets on the little fatty's body."
"It's fine even if there are many secrets. Having some secrets to protect herself will be quite good too. Otherwise, when the world becomes chaotic, how will she survive in this world?"
After putting down the medicine bowl on the table, when Murong Hai walked to the door, he still turned his head and asked:
"Ji Fantian, I feel like you care a lot about this little fatty Lin Zaozao too?"
"Murong Hai, we feel the same way. Not just my state of mind has changed, if we didn't mess things up tonight, Ruo Qiu would have offered herself to the little fatty too."
Murong Hai's eyes quickly flashed a hint of smile upon hearing Ji Fantian's words.
Indeed! If those people above knew that Ruo Qiu, whom they had always failed to obtain, was instead fond of a little fatty and was thinking of offering herself to her, he really wanted to see what kind of ugly faces those extremely hypocritical people would have.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ji Fantian took down the sleeping medicine pouch hanging on the headboard.
This medicine pouch has a tranquilizing effect. He certainly does not want to fall into deep unconscious sleep because of this pouch.
Ji Fantian reached out his hand to push Lin Zaozao further into the bed, then laid down beside her fully-clothed.
But as soon as he laid down, Lin Zaozao’s arms and legs immediately reached over, directly pressing half of her body onto Ji Fantian’s body.
Feeling the weight on his body and hearing the loud snores by his ear, Ji Fantian directly blocked his five senses and fell soundly asleep.
The next morning when Lin Zaozao woke up, she opened her eyes to find herself clinging onto Ji Fantian like an octopus with her body firmly pressing down on him.
To avoid embarrassment, Lin Zaozao carefully stretched out her hand and felt under Ji Fantian’s nose to check if he was breathing.
But as soon as she put her hand under Ji Fantian’s nose, Ji Fantian, who had his eyes closed, jokingly said:
“There’s no need to check, I haven't been crushed to death by you yet! Lin Zaozao, if you still have a little bit of conscience, roll off of me quickly now, half of my body has almost been numb from your pressing.”
Upon hearing Ji Fantian’s complaints, Lin Zaozao propped up with one hand on the bed and nimbly rolled off from Ji Fantian’s body with the other hand.
“Little Fantian!”
“Watch your words!”
Lying flat on the bed with eyes closed, Ji Fantian softly said:
“Sorry, did I press your body until it became numb? To show my apologies, let me give you a massage now!”
Speaking, Lin Zaozao fawned as she massaged Ji Fantian’s arms. However, after massaging for a while, Lin Zaozao’s paws became a little naughty.
“Lin Zaozao, you’re giving a massage, so why are you putting your hands into my clothes?” Ji Fantian opened his eyes and looked blankly in Lin Zaozao’s direction.
“I didn't. I just saw that your clothes were wrinkled from my pressing, so I caringly helped you tidy up your clothes!”
“Is that so? Then why are your hands rubbing all over my lower abdomen?”
“Ji Fantian, you know that I’m too fat and don’t have a waist. So I wanted to feel how thin your small waist is. After I lose weight in the future, I’ll use your small waist as a guide to lose weight.”
Hearing Lin Zaozao's sophistry, and feeling her paws still rubbing all over his lower abdomen, Ji Fantian expressionlessly pulled Lin Zaozao's paw out from inside his clothes.
“Little fatty, do you think there’s still hope for my eyes to see the light again?”
Hearing the somewhat despondent tone in Ji Fantian's voice, the hand Lin Zaozao placed on him also unconsciously became well-behaved.
"Ji Fantian, I promise, you will definitely be able to see the light again in the future. When your eyes have recovered, you can go anywhere you want."
"What about you then? When my eyes have recovered, don't you want me to take you along to experience the scenery outside too?"
"No, I don't want to. I'm timid, shy and bad at communicating with others, so I don't want to go outside."
"You're timid? Shy? Bad at communicating with others?"
"What's wrong? Not possible?" Lin Zaozao retorted.
"Alright alright, whatever you say goes."
Ji Fantian fended off Lin Zaozao’s mischievous hands on his body and got up to put on his shoes to walk outside.
He should go wash up now!
Although he blocked his five senses last night, but that little fatty really exhausted him too much. Not only her loud snoring, she also moved around too much in her sleep. When she’s asleep, she would either rest her arm on him, or press her head against his stomach.
Sleeping with her really tires one out too much.
After Ji Fantian went out, Lin Zaozao bashfully covered her blushing face. Oh my! Although Ji Fantian is a skinny person, he actually has abs too.
The feel of touching his abs, ah, feels so good!
After diverting the pain she sensed from Ji Fantian’s body, Lin Zaozao put on her shoes and walked outside too.
Her room last night was left in a big mess by Ji Fantian, Murong Hai and those bastards. Not only was there a big hole in her ceiling, even the bed Xiao Taohua had just helped fix for her collapsed too.
Her broken bed did not even last a full day intact.
Why not, should she go outside later to find a stonemason to build her a stone bed?
While Lin Zaozao was randomly thinking as such with disheveled hair, voices from the entrance gate clearly traveled into her ears.
“Lin Xiaohua, little fatty!”
Turning her head for a look, it turned out to be the village belle of their Liushui Village, Zhao Yingmei.
Lin Zaozao brushed aside the hair covering her eyes, then walked to the entrance with a puzzled expression, saying:
“Zhao Yingmei, what are you doing at my house?”
“Lin Xiaohua, didn't you tell me yesterday that there is a ball of ghostly energy inside my body that is absorbing my fate for progeny, and tell me to come find you to dispel that ball of ghostly energy?”
"Oh! That's right. Come on in and take a seat first, Zhao Yingmei. I’ll go inside to wash up first.”
Lin Zaozao pulled Zhao Yingmei into the yard. After taking two steps, she swiftly turned back her head to warn:
"Zhao Yingmei, if you want me to dispel the ghostly energy for you later, you had better rein in your ogling at my little husband.
If you dare look at my little husband and drool later, I won't dispel any ghostly energy for you and will guarantee you'll become barren for life."
“Fine fine, I got it. Unlike you, I have twelve husbands whose looks may not be as outstanding as yours, but at least they are... whole, not like yours...”
"What the heck, Zhao Yingmei, did you come to pick a fight with me?! You asked me for help and you dare to badmouth my husband?!" Lin Zaozao looked at Zhao Yingmei's fierce expression and thought that she still needed her help to get rid of the ghostly energy. She immediately put on an apologetic smile.
"Lin Xiaohua, I was wrong. Your husband is good, your husband is the best in Luoshui Village, okay?"
"That's more like it. Wait here first, I'll go back and change into different clothes."
She quickly ran back to her own room and tidied herself up a bit. Lin Zaozao leaned over to inspect her clothes, feeling like something was missing.
Before Lin Zaozao could remember what it was, Ruo Qiu walked into her room and asked in confusion, "Little Fatty, yesterday Zhao Yingmei that old lady said she would give you the house for free. Why do you still insist on paying her?"
"As you said, I wouldn't bear to pay my own money if I didn't have to. But Ruo Qiu, I'm going to live in Luoshui Village for the rest of my life. If I don't pay Zhao Yingmei, then I won't have the official deed from the authorities for the transaction.
Without the official deed, if that old lady Zhao Yingmei changes her mind one day and wants the house back, what can I do? It's better to pay some money now and settle it once and for all."
After saying this, Lin Zaozao pushed Ruo Qiu aside and quickly ran to Ye Yi's door, knocked symbolically, then directly pushed the door open and went inside.
After entering the room, Lin Zaozao eagerly glanced around Ye Yi's room, hoping to see some eye candy.
But there was no such luck to be had, she only saw Ye Yi, Lin Wuwu and Lin Wanwan cleaning up the room.
"Lin Wuwu, Lin Wanwan, have your injuries healed? Why aren't you wrapping them in white cloth anymore?"
In response to Lin Zaozao's confusion, Lin Wuwu and Lin Wanwan walked up to her. They each grabbed one of her hands and gestured on them.
"Oh dear! Don't draw on me, your sister is illiterate and can't understand anything."
Lin Zaozao clasped Lin Wuwu and Lin Wanwan's hands and asked, "Wuwu, Wanwan, let me ask you guys. Are you mute by birth or did something happen later that caused you to lose your ability to speak?
If it's congenital, nod your heads. If it happened later, shake your heads."
After hearing Lin Zaozao's words, Lin Wuwu and Lin Wanwan shook their heads in unison.
