CHAPTER 279: CHAPTER 237

"Speak your mind, when did you become so well-behaved? That’s not like you at all," Lan Tian couldn’t stand it anymore.

Ji Feng felt a bit embarrassed, touched his nose and said, "Xiao Lan, is he treating you well?"

In his past life, he brought Lan Tian to attend Mr. Mo’s 80th birthday party. Lan Tian returned to Wuhua Mountain, and he stayed in Beijing for some business. Afterwards, Mr. Mo often approached him, trying subtly to probe into Lan Tian’s matters. He felt something was off back then; Lan Tian had only attended Mr. Mo’s birthday feast once, and the two hadn’t met since. The questions Mr. Mo asked were all about Lan Tian, some involving their personal affairs.

At first, he thought Mr. Mo was just inquiring as an elder, but later he discovered that Mr. Mo’s questioning was akin to grilling him for information. Especially when Mr. Mo learned her name was Lan Tian, his excitement made him suspect for a moment that Lan Tian was his illegitimate daughter who had ended up far away from home.

Out of curiosity, he did some digging behind the scenes, and what he found out was only what Mr. Mo wanted him to know, but those things... tsk tsk tsk, made him sigh incessantly.

Mr. Mo’s actions were hard for him to judge; they couldn’t easily be classified as right or wrong. After all, their living environments were different; he was born with everything and didn’t need to strive for anything, let alone snatch other people’s achievements. Mr. Mo was different; he was a man from the countryside who wanted to climb up the social ladder, the effort and tribulations he endured were unimaginable to others, his lifetime’s achievements were all fought for.

Xiao Lan’s past life, he didn’t participate in, Xiao Lan’s thoughts, he also didn’t know. For a woman to knowingly endure her husband having other women and still compromise to tolerate it, it showed how tough her past days must have been.

Therefore, it was easy for Mr. Mo to cast her aside.

What Ji Feng couldn’t understand was knowing everything about his past life, why did Xiao Lan still choose to live with him once she returned? Wasn’t she afraid of getting hurt again?

Or was he too late again?

Holding the teacup with her head down for a long time, Lan Tian finally lifted her head, looked toward the distant forest, and said faintly, "A karma must be repaid. Cultivators accumulate too much karma, and it impedes their path to immortality." Lan Tian placed her hand on Ji Feng’s face, her eyes devoid of any ripples, clear and transparent, "Ji Feng, I hope in this life, you can live happily and carefreely. I will give you everything you want. Don’t engage in dangerous activities anymore, there are many things in this world that even I cannot handle, do not worry me. I want to see you get married, have children, and lead a simple and peaceful life," rather than being entangled by her, living a lonely life, and eventually having a tragic end with not even a body left.

Ji Feng concealed the longing in his eyes, his hand covering the one Lan Tian had on his face.

He wanted to live with her, not parting through lifetimes, could she give that to him?

Since the two were bound by karma, did it mean there was still a chance?

Lan Tian withdrew her hand, silently sighed; if Ji Feng were so easily persuaded, he wouldn’t have followed her all his life. The two quietly sipped their tea, neither speaking again as a warm atmosphere flowed between them, a space that no one else could enter.

May your years be tranquil, wishing you a life of peace and a natural end.

...

A few days after Ji Feng recovered, he looked radiant and full-bodied; if no one mentioned it, no one would guess that just months before, his face was pale like a ghost, and a gust of wind could have knocked him over. Now that his body had recovered, the two guards urged Ji Feng to return to Beijing to reassure Mr. Mo.

"Xiao Lan, I’ll go back to see the old man first, once things are settled here, come to Beijing quickly, I’ll wait for you there," Ji Feng reluctantly said goodbye to Lan Tian, looking back three times with each step, much to Su Qing’s displeasure.

Lan Tian chuckled, "It’s not like we can’t see each other again, making it as sentimental as a life-and-death departure. Go on now, I’ll come to Beijing to find you very soon."

This young man is indeed something else; the Camp Commander’s Wife saved his life, not only does he not know how to repay the favor, but the young man also thinks about undermining the Camp Commander. Su Qing couldn’t wait for him to leave quickly and never return.

Mr. Mo handed a box to Lan Tian before leaving, asking her to pass it to Mo Junhua. Mr. Mo looked very solemn because the contents of the box were critical to Mo Junhua’s future prospects. Lan Tian thought about it and accepted it.

"Don’t worry about the school matter, I’ve already found a good placement for you, right after things here are settled, come to Beijing as soon as possible, the old man can’t wait much longer," Mr. Mo repeated, still anxious.

"I know, Grandpa, before you go, visit home as well, so that the family can rest assured. Otherwise, Granny Lin will find out you came back to Shanghai without stepping into your home, and then she won’t let you in again, Grandpa Lin won’t play chess with you. Also swing by my place and tell Grandma and my aunt and uncle that I’m doing well, don’t worry about me, once Mo Junhua gets better, we’ll head back together."

With Mr. Mo gone, it felt like the farm became much quieter suddenly. Lan Tian started living a reclusive life, spending her days brewing tea, reading books, practicing calligraphy, and cultivating at night. With no one to boss Su Qing around, he wasn’t used to it, always feeling restless.

The young man had recovered and returned to Beijing. There was still no news from Mo Junhua. Su Qing, that idiot, became anxious, buzzing around Lan Tian every day.

Lan Tian had never seen such a clingy man, even more so than Shitou. Lan Tian assured that there was nothing wrong with Mo Junhua, but Su Qing didn’t believe it and insisted on going upstairs to check with her, while he accompanied her on the side. Lan Tian, driven to irritation by his nagging, agreed to take a look.

Lan Tian took Mo Junhua’s pulse, and Su Qing stared unblinkingly at her. After Lan Tian finished taking the pulse, she hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, how is it? When will the Commander wake up?"

"Soon, at most a week," Lan Tian spoke the truth this time.

But Su Qing didn’t believe it, "Sister-in-law, you said the same last time."

Lan Tian glanced at Su Qing and lightly said, "Last time, I just said soon, I didn’t tell you how long," then walked away.

Su Qing retorted silently, "..." Why did he suddenly feel the world was filled with malice.

Seeing Lan Tian downstairs with a backpack looking ready to go out, he couldn’t help but call out, "Sister-in-law, what are you ..."

"I’m going into the mountains to gather medicinal herbs." She had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, and it was time to start the fourth level of medicinal baths for body training. Most of the herbs from Sleeve Universe were collected, just a few were missing. These were all mortal medicines, but they needed to be aged, so she had to venture deep into the mountains.

"Sister-in-law, I’ll go with you." If something happened to the Camp Commander’s Wife, the Camp Commander waking up would skin him alive.

"There’s no need, the place I’m going to, you can’t follow. These next few days, your commander might wake up, aren’t you supposed to keep an eye on him? If you also leave, there’d be no one to care for him."

Su Qing found her reasoning impeccable, left without a response.