Mistakenly Connected to the Jade Flower Branch

Chapter 223 Reverence for God

She'd already dressed him, so she didn't care about tying his hair up. That was the only way Nianyao could convince herself.

Luo An nodded slightly at himself in the mirror, feeling completely relaxed.

That's it? Luo An isn't going to praise her? Nian Yao threw the comb on the table: "I've never even worn clothes for my father."

Luo An stood up and walked out: "It is said that marriage is a woman's second reincarnation."

Nianyao had heard this before, and she was about to nod when she suddenly realized something was wrong: "What do you mean?"

Luo An had already left, so he naturally didn't answer.

Nianyao stared blankly at the door. She finally understood: Luo An was someone who wouldn't suffer even the slightest loss.

Just like with Nanfei before. Now that Nanfei is gone, it's her turn to be unlucky.

Xu Sheng is right. He didn't speak before simply because he was lazy and looked down on them. If Luo An really wanted to speak, he could come up with a whole set of reasons.

Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish. Nianyao muttered to herself, "If you can't listen to any advice, you'll probably be a tyrant if you really become emperor."

The guard was dozing off when he heard the noise and was startled to see Luo An. He was stunned: What wind had blown this deity away? So early in the morning, he was being asked to condescend to move to the front yard?

Luo An asked in a casual tone, "Do you have any steamed buns?"

A leopard? The guards looked at each other, and one of them, the bolder one, asked, "Dr. Luo, do we want the leopard alive or dead?"

Luo An said, "It's hot."

"Hot?" the soldier asked. "Freshly killed?"

Luo An was impatient and stared at him without saying a word.

The soldiers were at a loss, unsure whether to hunt the leopard now or wait for Luo An's instructions.

Just then, Manduo walked over and was surprised to see Luo An: "Dr. Luo, is something the matter?"

The soldier quickly replied, "Doctor Luo wants a freshly killed leopard."

Manduo said, "Then what are you waiting for? Go and hunt! This forest is so big, do you think we're short of leopards?"

There were quite a few leopards, but capturing them alive and bringing them back was still quite difficult. Orders were orders, and the soldiers went up the mountain with their tools.

After they left, Mando remembered to ask, "Dr. Luo, what do you need the leopard for?"

Luo An said, "A blood sacrifice to the gods."

Manduo suddenly realized: "Dr. Luo, I've heard from the mountain people that this mountain is often haunted. You weren't scared last night, were you?"

Luo An shook his head: "Four breakfasts and three sticks of incense."

Mando instructed, "Go quickly and get some food and incense; Doctor Luo needs to offer sacrifices to the gods."

The soldier brought it over on a tray, saying politely, "Dr. Luo, let me take this over for you!"

Luo An took it: "No need."

Mando saw Luo An walk into the backyard and shook his head, sighing, "The people of Dongyang are indeed weak and timid. A few ghostly cries last night scared him up. He's been making offerings and sacrifices to the gods."

The soldier echoed, "General, we're sure to win this battle against Dongyang."

Manduo said, "The Third Prince said that the girls in Dongyang are all beautiful and lovely, much better than the girls in our desert."

The soldier chuckled, "General, that girl from yesterday was quite pretty too."

Mando suddenly said, "She looks familiar to me, like I've seen her somewhere before."

The soldier chuckled: "Could it be that she looks like the general's lover from Alan City?"

Being far from military camps and markets in the mountains, spending all day in the temple was both boring and dull.

Mando thought for a moment, then beckoned the soldiers over: "Would you like to go to the market town for some fun?"

Several people's eyes lit up, and they nodded repeatedly. Mountain people live in clan communities, and wives and daughters are not to be trifled with. There were only about a hundred of them, and they had a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, so they could not afford to make a mistake.

Mando glanced at the sky and made a quick decision: "Let's go, let's go and come back as soon as possible."

Luo An placed the tray on the table and pushed open the back window: "Come in."

Da Shu leaped down from the pine tree and jumped into the room: "Young Master!"

Luo An closed the window: "Eat!"

The porridge was vegetarian, the steamed buns were meat-filled, and the flatbread was made with lard. This was anything but vegetarian. Nianyao thought, no wonder Luo An ignored the Buddha; it was understandable.

Nianyao said, "If you eat so much, won't they suspect you?"

Luo An placed the three incense sticks aside: "To the gods."

Da Shu sat to the side, took a fried dough stick, and said, "Young master, you're really amazing!"

Luo An remained quiet in public, seemingly treating her with special consideration.

The frustration she felt early in the morning dissipated, and Nianyao became happier and happier as she thought about it: "At first, I was worried that you were in danger by Batu's side, but then I heard from them that you saved Batu's life and were treated as an honored guest. You knew that you were the most capable."

Luo An hummed in response.

"Arrogant bastard!" Nianyao rolled her eyes inwardly, but continued chatting normally: "Luo An, what are you doing in Baishan?"

Luo An said, "I'm looking for medicine."

Nianyao took a big bite of the steamed bun and patiently asked, "I'm asking, did you really come to Baishan to find medicine for Batu?"

Luo An said, "Find medicine for Jing Chen."

Nianyao and Dashu were both taken aback. Dashu blurted out, "Young Master, do you know where Prince Jingchen is?"

“I don’t know,” Luo An added. “I heard he went blind, and dodder seed and snow deer liver can cure the eyes.”

Using Batu's people and money to find medicine for An Jingchen, Nianyao wanted to applaud: "Can this medicine restore someone's sight?"

Luo An said, "I'm not sure, but I'll try anything, even if there's only a sliver of a chance."

What if An Jingchen is no longer here? We can't just waste our days like this in the northern desert. She's been away from Chongming Island for a long time. These words swirled in Nianyao's mind, and her thoughts naturally slowed.

Da Shu glanced at Nian Yao: "If Prince Jing Chen knew how the young master treated him, he would be very moved."

Luo An didn't speak, and the room fell silent.

Nianyao took careful breathing and slowly asked, "Luo An, when is Duan Mingzhu's child due?"

Luo An didn't eat much; there was only a bowl of plain porridge in front of him. "Normally it's August!"

"Normally it's August?" Nianyao thought for a while: "Given Duan Mingzhu's health, it definitely wouldn't be normal. So it's July? June?"

Luo An put down his spoon, his tone as calm as ever: "I don't know."

Nianyao's temper flared up. She threw down half a steamed bun, glanced at Dashu, and reminded herself that she must not lose her temper in front of outsiders.

During the Great Heat, I didn't dare to breathe loudly. I grabbed a pancake and climbed out the back window, thoughtfully closing the window behind me.

Nianyao then asked, "What do you mean by 'not clear'?"

Luo An seemed to patiently explain, "Having a child is something that no one can control."

Nianyao said, "We agreed that you would return to Chongming Island before Duan Mingzhu gave birth. But Duan Mingzhu is still at Jingzhao Manor, and we don't know how she is doing. Even if she gave birth in August, it's already early June. Just tell us when you're going back?"

Perhaps feeling that Nianyao was being aggressive, Luo An also lost his patience: "You said it, not me."

"What?" Nianyao was stunned for a moment before she understood what Luo An meant. She became even angrier: "I was the one who said it, but you took Duan Mingzhu's medicine. Doesn't that mean you agreed to it? If you're so tough, why didn't you just object in the first place?"