Huan Qing Yan did not notice that Ji Mo Ya’s gaze turning crimson as time went by.
Ji Mo Ya was silently watching the sleeping Huan Qing Yan, his expression changed between emptiness, to stiffness, to gentle and pain…
Finally, he closed his eyes and hugged her tightly.
At that moment, a Spirit Crane appeared in front of him.
It displayed: Young Master, mission accomplished. Unable to find out who is the person behind it, all of them except one is exterminated, currently tailing the one alive…
Ji Mo Ya turned the Spirit Crane into dust, the anger within his eyes had also calmed down slightly.
Good, he wanted to see who has the gall to secretly harm his woman.
It best not be his mother, Madam Ru…
Or their relationship as mother and son will end immediately.
However, his instincts were telling him that it should not be Madam Ru as she had sworn an oath, breaking her vow will cause her cultivation to fall sharply. Madam Ru has always been a person who places her cultivation higher than her life; it was even more important than himself, she would not take the risk.
If so, who can it be? To be using such a sinister and venomous method?
If he finds out, he would definitely make her regret being born.
A cold murderous aura emitted from his body, the devil intent within his blood was incited, wanting him to go mad, wanting him to go berserk.
At that instant, Huan Qing Yan who seems to be having a nightmare tightly grabbed Ji Mo Ya’s robes, “I am not, I am still chaste, believe me…. Ji Mo Ya… Don’t go…”
Ji Mo Ya’s heart which was on the verge of going berserk calmed down.
This la.s.s must be still in shock, tenderness welled up in his heart.
However, darkness still filled his eyes, he helped her wear her clothes before lightly patting her shoulders, “Okay, not going. Sleep.”
His voice was like a refreshing spring breeze.
This matter ends here and shall never be brought up, she must not be reminded about it as well.
No matter what, he does not want to lose her.
Or allow anyone to hurt her.
After three days, Huan Qing Yan recovered from her mental fatigue, her injuries had also mostly healed as well.
2
Flowing Cloud Flying Carriage was still flying through the skies.
Huan Qing Yan entered the dimension to make a sumptuous feast for Ji Mo Ya, displaying them in front of Ji Mo Ya.
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Steamed Coco Shrimps, Claypot Tree Saint Mushroom, Flower b.u.t.terfly Spirit Soup, Profound Crispy Feathers, Silverwing Glutinous Rice Porridge, Sky Dragon Sprout Stew, Honey Lamb Rack, Braised Pearl Flower Sand Gull, Storm Purple Bamboo Rice…
All of them were new recipes that Huan Qing Yan had developed.
Ji Mo Ya tasted them and curled his lips, a trace of praise flashed through his eyes, “The taste is not bad, the spirit energy value is very high! Little Yan, you have improved greatly!”
Being praised, Huan Qing Yan smiled widely, “This is a new Honey Fruit Wine, have a taste…”
Ji Mo Ya opened the flask and smelled the refreshingly sweet taste of wine.
It was a pleasant surprise for him; he poured it into a small cup and wet his lips with the liquid, the tension in his brows instantly relaxed.
“Good wine! This small cup possessed at least a thousand spirit energy, it also has the effect of nourishing the heart and lungs, it is something that anyone could only want more and not less.” After a short moment of savoring, Ji Mo Ya continued, “The sales of the hundred vats of Spirit Grain Wine was well received, it was said to be sold out. Brew more if you have the time, and if you have any excess Honey Fruit Wine, you can sell them as well, undoubtedly its popularity will be even higher.”
Huan Qing Yan smiled cheerfully, “Okay! I do not lack Spirit Grain Wine, so it is not a problem, just that Honey Fruit Wine is limited. A Honey Fruit Tree only blooms once every decade, and there is only over a hundred Honey Fruit Bees currently. It will likely require several more years before Honey Fruit Wine could be ma.s.s-produced.”