Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

618 Third Detoxification 2

“Hm—Xiaolu, why are you suddenly in a daze?”

Zhou Zhi looked at Su Xiaolu and waved his hand in front of her.

Su Xiaolu came back to her senses and was a little embarrassed. “Fourth Brother, you look good when you smile. It’s good to smile more.”

Zhou Zhi was very good-looking. Su Xiaolu had always known that he looked good even if he didn’t smile. However, when he smiled gently, he was really too good-looking. He was like a gentle wine. It wasn’t strong, but it was intoxicating.

“Sure.”

Zhou Zhi said with a smile.

“I’ve collected a lot of books. Do you want to read them? I’m a little sleepy and I want to sleep for a while.”

Zhou Zhi smiled and looked a little tired.

Su Xiaolu nodded. It would be a while before she can remove the needles anyway.

She got up and went out.

Zhou Zhi looked at her back and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He rubbed his slender fingers and closed his eyes lazily.

He could be whatever Su Xiaolu liked.

He was wood, and she was water. They were very compatible.

As long as he did not say anything, she would never know the dark secrets that she did not know.

He did a good job at keeping quiet, didn’t he?

Su Xiaolu came to the study and looked at the new books. She liked to read them and was fascinated.

Thinking that it was about time, Su Xiaolu closed the book reluctantly.

She came to the room. Zhou Zhi was still asleep. Su Xiaolu looked at his sleeping face and thought of the immortal’s appearance written in the book. His eyes were clear and handsome.

His eyelashes were so long, his nose was tall and handsome, his lips were rosy and beautiful, and even his jawline was unbelievably beautiful.

Coincidentally, she was reading a cultivation book just now. The immortals in it seemed to look like this. With him around, life was peaceful.

Su Xiaolu sighed. The person who wrote the book was too good. Had they seen her Fourth Brother before?

Su Xiaolu gently removed the needles. At close range, Zhou Zhi’s face was even more impeccable.

His scent was pleasant and fresh. She didn’t know what it was, but it was like the pleasant and fresh air in the forest.

When she was almost done, Zhou Zhi woke up. His gaze was gentle. “Xiaolu, is the new book good?”

Su Xiaolu nodded. “Yes.”

Fourth Brother’s eyes were beautiful too. It felt so gentle. When he smiled, there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

“If you like, bring them along this time. They should last you a while. This way, it won’t be so boring.”

Zhou Zhi said with a smile.

Su Xiaolu nodded. That was good. In that case, she had something to do.

Apart from practicing the sword, she could also read novels. Not bad, not bad.

After putting away the needles, Su Xiaolu was about to go home. Zhou Zhi sent her to the door. He took a cloak and tied it for Su Xiaolu. “Go on.”

“Thank you, Fourth Brother.”

Su Xiaolu actually did not want it, but she did not reject Zhou Zhi’s kindness. She just accepted it. They were siblings who had been through life and death together. She could accept any gift.

Su Xiaolu got into the carriage and Zhou Zhi watched Jin Liu send her off.

When they were out of sight, Doctor Wu coughed. “It’s time to go back.”

The corners of Zhou Zhi’s lips curled up slightly as he turned around and returned to the courtyard.

Jin Si followed beside him. Zhou Zhi said calmly, “Send some good things to Lu Wensheng. Tell him to write faster.”

The corners of Jin Si’s mouth twitched. He held back his laughter and nodded. “Yes.”

Zhou Zhi was in a good mood. Every time he saw Su Xiaolu, he was always in a good mood.

When Zhou Zhi was in a good mood, the people in the residence who had followed him for many years felt it the most directly. They were also in a good mood.

At night, Jin Si carried the hot soup into a small courtyard and said politely, “Mr. Lu, Master is still very concerned about you…”

Lu Wensheng sneered. “Hehehehe… If I had any medicine for regret, I would definitely go back to the past and slap myself to death. Why did I start writing novels!!! Now that I’ve been squeezed dry by your master, even a donkey would sigh at this situation.”

The corners of Jin Si’s mouth twitched. “Mr. Lu, you should drink more soup. I’ll leave it here for you.”

Lu Wensheng was a scholar. At this moment, he was unshaven, his clothes were messy, and his hair was not tied up. He looked like he had run over from the mountains.

Lu Wensheng slammed the table. “Jin Si, can’t you tell your master? Writing novels isn’t something that can be done in a day or two. You should give me some holidays to relax. Otherwise, I won’t have any inspiration—”

He gritted his teeth. Back then, he was addicted to reading novels. In the end, he had the idea that he was better at writing it. Then, he plunged into it. He had indeed proven that he was better at writing.

But he was also in trouble.

Who would have thought that the rumored Wisdom King, the King of Hell, would actually like to read novels and books? Those intimate love stories had to be written according to his requirements.

It was so painful. He was still so young, but his hair was falling off like an old man’s.

He hated that he did not know martial arts!

Jin Si put down the nourishing soup and touched his nose. “Mr. Lu, please push on. Maybe you won’t have to work so hard in another two years. Then I’ll go back and report. Drink the nourishing soup while it’s hot.”

“Hehehehehehehe—”

Lu Wensheng sneered.

What was the use of nourishing? He was even more tiring than a donkey. If he nourished himself, he would be burnt out again. He was really worried that he would die here.

Incomparable regret. Deep regret.

If the heavens gave him another chance to start over, he would definitely choose to study hard, take the scholarly examination, and become a carefree official.

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Su Xiaolu returned home just in time for dinner.

Su Xiaolu went to Little Niu and asked with concern, “Junior Brother, are you used to it?”

Little Niu’s smile was warm. He nodded. “I’m used to it, Senior Sister. You can go if you have something on during this period of time. You don’t have to worry about me. I’ll take a look around the capital to see if there are any fated people.”

Little Niu was just like Elder Niu. He was even more determined than Elder Niu. He had decided to pull himself together and not waste these twelve years. Hence, he would walk around and wait for the fated person arranged by the heavens to meet him.

Su Xiaolu nodded. “Okay, there’s indeed something. I might not come back until the new year.”

Little Niu nodded. He knew that Su Xiaolu was worried about him. His heart warmed.

“Ahem, come home early.”

Old Wu coughed lightly.

He seemed to be worried, but his emotions disappeared in an instant. It was so fast that Su Xiaolu did not have time to react.

Su Xiaolu nodded.

Madam Zhao was a little reluctant. She had just returned, and she was about to go out again.

However, she also knew that Zhou Zhi was Zhou Heng’s younger brother. It was a good thing that Su Xiaolu saved him.

“Xiaolu, how’s the Wisdom King’s body? Is his poison alright?”

Su Hua looked at Su Xiaolu and asked calmly.

In the past year, Zhou Heng and Zhou Zhi had gotten closer. The two brothers seemed to have a good relationship, but there were many things about Zhou Zhi that Zhou Heng did not know. Zhou Zhi’s shrewdness had always been there. The current him was gentle and refined, but he was even more unfathomable. No one knew how his health was.