"Master, drink the medicine. My disciple has prepared the medicine."

In the picturesque Yunwu Mountain, the first ray of the sun rises in the morning, and the door of the bamboo house deep in the sea of ​​clouds is pushed open by a soft and cute glutinous rice dumpling.

The six or seven-year-old girl was wearing a snow-white dress, with two chubby hairpins on her head and a pair of pink hairbands, with two dancing silver butterflies embroidered on the hairbands.

Just look at her holding a bowl of steaming soup steadily, her short legs struggling to cross the threshold, her big black and white eyes looking here and there, and then her smile turned into a crescent moon.

"Master, get up. If you are sick, you have to lie down in bed obediently so that you can recover quickly."

Behind the screen, an immortal-like young man appeared, wearing a white jade hair crown and a dark blue robe. The moment he saw the little glutinous rice dumplings, he gave a beautiful smile: "Tangtang, come to Master.

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Little Tangtang immediately held the medicine bowl, ran a few steps, then bent down to salute, and said in a childish voice: "Tangtang has met Master."

"What a good boy." The young master squatted down and squeezed Tangtang's little cheeks lovingly, "Are you going to make medicine for Master?"

"That's right." Tangtang scooped up the soup with a spoon, puffed her lips and blew on it, then brought it to Master's mouth, "Master, if you drink the medicine, your body won't hurt anymore."

The young master picked up her limp body and sat her down in a chair on the side. He opened his arms to wrap his arms around her, and while he was still squatting, he drank the medicine one spoonful at a time.

Tangtang's tightly knitted brows relaxed and she took out a piece of candy from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it into the young master's mouth: "Master, eating candy will make it less bitter."

The last thing she usually wants to do is drink medicine. The dark soup is too bitter, but every time she drinks it obediently, the master will reward her with lots of candies, which is so sweet.

Now that Master is sick, if he eats sugar, he won't feel the bitterness of the medicine soup, right?

She tilted her head and blinked her big glassy eyes: "Master, is it sweet?"

The young master put on a beautiful smile and nodded her white and tender nose: "It's very sweet."

"Then, Master, can you not drive Tangtang away?"

Tangtang pursed her lips in grievance, and her round little head arched in Master's arms, "If Tangtang leaves, no one will give Master candy, and Master will be very miserable."

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She was very reluctant to leave her master, so her voice was trembling with tears.

The young master's heart softened immediately, and he almost couldn't help but agree to her, but thinking of his own backlash...

"Tangtang knows the curse on Master. Every six years, Master has to practice in seclusion, otherwise his body will be very painful. During this time, no one will take care of you, so Master will ask your father to take you home to live, isn't it?

Drive you away."

Tangtang's eyes were red, she lowered her head and wrung her fingers and said, "There is no one to take care of Master here in seclusion. Can't Master go to daddy's house with Tangtang?"

"Master promised your father that he would not leave Yunwu Mountain until you reach adulthood, so Master cannot keep his word; just like he promised Tangtang, he would go down the mountain to pick you up after the retreat."

Master told her that Tangtang has four fathers. Wouldn’t every father welcome Master?

It will take a long, long time until Master comes down the mountain.

Tangtang's black eyes rolled, full of uneasiness and confusion: "Are dads bad guys? Why don't you let Master leave Yunwu Mountain? They don't like Master, and Tangtang doesn't like dads anymore."

The young master smiled, although he was very happy to hear this: "Master and Tangtang's fathers are all friends, otherwise how could they be willing to let Master teach Tangtang, right?"

"Yes." Tangtang nodded seriously, but she was still sad.

I won’t be able to see Master for a long, long time, and Master won’t be able to see her either. Master will drink bitter medicine, and no one will give him sweets or sweets. It’s so pitiful.

I feel even more pitiful, as I am about to leave Yunwu Mountain, and I haven’t even had time to say goodbye to the clouds, flowers, birds, fish, and insects in the mountain.

Tangtang's big eyes were filled with tears, her small mouth was pouting, and she even blew out two bubbles in frustration.

The young master immediately took Yuxue's cute little dumpling into his arms and coaxed him: "Good boy, Tangtang, don't be sad. Although Master can't accompany you, we can use butterflies to send messages. You can tell Master what you want to say."

Tangtang sniffed and nodded reluctantly: "Master, please remember to reply to Tangtang's letter. Tangtang is at daddy's house and sends a letter to Master every day."

"Okay, Master agrees to Tangtang."

Tangtang smiled sweetly, hugged the young master's neck tightly, tilted her head and rubbed his beautiful cheek, and said dullly: "Master, if you want to keep your word, Tangtang will be very good."

I miss Master very much."

The young master stood up with the cute little dumpling in his arms, patted her back, and gently coaxed her: "Master will also miss Tangtang very much, and he will keep his word."

Someone was knocking on the door outside: "Is Mr. Runze here?"

The little dumpling in his arms looked like a frightened deer, his round eyes widened and he looked outside nervously, then he lifted up Master's sleeves to cover his little face.

Seeing her avoidant attitude, Runze couldn't help but smile helplessly, hugged her and walked out.

The person who knocked on the door was a general wearing golden armor, who was particularly powerful and domineering. When he saw them, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed, and even took out a letter:

"The villain is Jiang Kai, the deputy general of General Xuan. The general ordered the villain to take the young lady home. This is a personal letter from General Xuan."

"good."

Runze put Tangtang on the ground, squatted down and held her soft little hand: "Daddy sent this brother to take you back. Master is going to retreat and cannot send you down the mountain. Tangtang, please be good."

"Woo..."

Tangtang's eyes lost their luster, but she still nodded firmly and saluted Runze: "Disciple, farewell to Master."

Then she tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, and handed her little hand to Jiang Kai, who was standing aside and was almost adorable by her: "Brother, let's go."

Being called brother by a child who looked like a little fairy child, Jiang Kai was so excited that he rubbed his big dark hands on his clothes clean before he dared to hold Tangtang gently.

Tangtang was like a little girl made by Xue, and she was so cute and pretty. He was afraid of blowing her away if he spoke loudly. Jiang Kai carefully held her little hand all the way.

"Miss Tangtang, please be tired. I can hold you." After walking for a while, Tangtang's face turned red, and Jiang Kai cursed in his heart that he couldn't take care of the child.

"Thank you, brother, Tangtang can go on her own." The pink-and-pink little dumpling raised a smile that was brighter than the sun, and squeezed his little fists firmly.
Chapter completed!