Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort

(282) Do Everything She Can to Keep Him Alive

Now Chu Qing-Yan was already as anxious as a cat on a tin roof, but this Older Sister always liked to talk in riddles. Really made it hard for her little heart to bear.

Cheng Yan-Luo felt she had teased this little girl enough, so she stopped speaking in a roundabout manner and directly said with a smile. "I remember that before my father went to travel the world, when he handed the entire sect to me, he also gave me a box. He said inside was a holy fruit that could solve poisons. At that time I didn't pay attention. But now recalling this, maybe it is the Red Stone fruit."

These words from Cheng Yan-Luo ignited the hope in Chu Qing-Yan's eyes. "Then could Older Sister Yan-Luo return to search around and see if that box is still there? If it is like this, then one among the three most difficult medicinal herbs to find has been gathered."

Finished speaking, Chu Qing-Yan immediately realized that her words may seem rude. The other party only mentioned it and didn't say they wanted to give the thing to you. After all, how precious was that Red Stone fruit, how could it be given to her so lightly?

Chu Qing-Yan hesitated a short while, then pursed her lips to say. "Older Sister Yan-Luo, I'm sorry, I was a bit too anxious."

Cheng Yan-Luo understood her meaning, and she couldn't help but laugh. "Why are you overthinking things? Although I'm a bit of a miser, but the matter of promising you to save that person was not me saying something without thinking it through. Moreover, this thing hasn't been determined, so you should not be excited too early."

Hearing this, Chu Qing-Yan's face spread into a smile, and she said somewhat excitedly. "Older Sister Yan-Luo, you are really a good person."

Cheng Yan-Luo immediately made a strategic withdrawal. "Don't, don't, don't. Don't praise me ah. I really can't stand those things the most. You first wait. I'm going to return and try to find where that thing is."

Finished speaking, she smoothly turned and exited the room.

As Chu Qing-Yan watched Cheng Yan-Luo's figure leave, a feeling of gratitude emerged in her heart. She walked back to the bed and resumed her endless talk to Big Block of Ice.

"Although it's said that there will be many unfair or unexpected things that may occur in our lifetime, but we would also encounter some good people."

"Older Sister Yan-Luo seems to be the type to say one thing and mean it, she has well-defined likes and dislikes. Nevertheless, she is a nice young lady with a sharp tongue but soft heart. I don't know why she misunderstood you before. If in the future you wake up and there is an opportunity, you guys should explain it and resolve the misunderstanding. That way, maybe everyone will be satisfied and delighted."

"Moreover ah, I feel that Older Sister Yan-Luo is so good, why would Air Spirit let her down at that time? In fact, I also don't know in the end what happened between the two. But if the two of them could bury the hatchet and become good again, then it would be even more wonderful. The man is handsome and outstanding. The woman is beautiful and generous. They seem to be well suited."

"Hey, this time you are at a critical state and I actually still have the thought of becoming a matchmaker!"

Chu Qing-Yan shook her head, mocking herself. In fact, she were merely finding joy among the sorrow, waiting was a hard matter to endure. If she didn't divert her attention, then she would indulge in wild flights of fancy.

Just when she was mocking herself in annoyance, the large hand in her hand suddenly gripped hers. She was startled and looked at the slowly folded fingers unexpectedly. She immediately lifted her head to look at the person on the bed. But what disappointed her was, Big Block of Ice's pair of eyes were still tightly closed. Ever since the last time he lost consciousness in the cave, he never woke up again. This morning he recovered some consciousness, but still didn't wake up. Chu Qing-Yan stuck her face to the back of his hand.