CHAPTER 122: 122: BEAUTY BEAUTY BEAUTY (2)_1

As the calendar edged into late March, the weather gradually warmed.

Dong Huiying’s skin became better and better, she transformed a little more each day, her face’s freckles disappeared completely, her skin turned tender and lustrous, clean and glowing, and she successfully changed from a little dark ghost to a white dough ball.

Early in the morning, the mist hung heavy.

Zhi Chen had a dream, but upon waking, he felt confused. He probably dreamt of his childhood days when his father was still alive, and he would lead his younger brothers running wildly through the hills and fields.

He put on his jacket and tied his belt with his left hand, a process that was not very smooth. His right hand had been useless for a year, and he had to depend on his left hand for everything, big and small, which was really inconvenient.

Turning left upon leaving the house, he came upon a washbasin and washed his face, which seemed to freshen him up a bit.

"Eh? Are you awake?"

With water still dripping from his face, he turned around and saw a little beauty with a refined and elegant appearance, as pure and refreshing as the morning dew of spring.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing delicate and fair arms with a light pink scar on them, but her skin was so bright it dazzled the onlooker.

Zhi Chen lazily squinted his eyes.

In just about a month, the young girl had changed a lot, both in terms of personality and physically.

Today, Dong Huiying wore a brand-new hemp cloth garment, the material was not very good, but the stitches were neat, a handiwork of Liang Shujun.

She was not skilled at tying ancient Chinese hair buns, so she opted for a simple bun, which made her look neat and tidy, yet also very cute.

"Yes, I’m awake."

The lazy laughter seemed to come from deep within his throat. Her bun was adorned with a segment of dry branches, a strange but strangely joyful sight, quite endearing.

Dong Huiying touched her cheek, "Is there something on my face?"

"No."

"Then why do you keep staring at me?" It made her somewhat uncomfortable.

"Ha," Zhi Chen picked up the towel and wiped off the droplets from his face.

"It’s simply because Baobao is pretty."

Dong Huiying blushed with delight, being complimented like that. Finally, she had become beautiful, and could hold her head high.

Hmm, although she felt quite smug inside, she thought about maintaining her character and decided to hold back a little, so she ’coughed’ to suppress her glee.

"Shujun and the others are recovering well, their wounds have started to heal with new tissue, but the herbs I bought before are almost used up, I plan to go into the mountains."

"Good," Zhi Chen straightened his clothes, but in his mind, he thought: She had said one day that curing Shu Yu would require a lot of money, possibly a few thousand taels or even tens of thousands, a daunting figure that weighed heavily on his heart.

These past days, with siblings injured and ill, he had not dared leave the house. But now that Shujun and the others were almost healed, it was time for him to start planning and seriously consider ways to make money...

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After breakfast, Dong Huiying greeted the men of the household and then headed up the mountain with a small pack on her back. The pack had a few sets of clothes for changing, and she decided to stay in the mountains for a few days, of course, she also brought flint, as well as rations, among other things.

Yixuan caught up with Dong Huiying, holding a dagger wrapped in white cloth. "Take this with you, the mountain is not like the village, please be extra careful."

Dong Huiying’s eyes sparkled.

She lifted the white cloth and gently stroked the dagger with affection. Yes, this dagger was the one she had used for surgery when Shujun had been injured.

It could slice through iron as if it were mud, extremely sharp!