Chapter 30
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In the following days, Schilling's Shadow devoted himself to cultivating douqi. She also set aside some time in the mornings and evenings to strengthen her physical training.
Lan'er found the 21st century's training methods extremely strange, but Miss insisted on training with her. She said that even if she couldn't cultivate douqi, she should still learn some self-defense skills.
After a few days, Lan'er's arms and legs were sore. Her waist was sore, and her whole body was dispirited and listless.
On the other hand, Miss looked cool and relaxed when she practiced those self-defense skills. She was like a fish swimming in the water, graceful and resilient.
In fact, Lan'er had a lot of questions about Miss nowadays. For example, why did Miss change so much? Why did she start to strengthen her physical training and cultivate douqi? For example, did she really give up on the young master of the Jin Family?
Too many questions piled up and made her mind a mess. After a long time, she forgot about them.
Instead of saying that she forgot, it was more like she didn't know where to start asking.
One day, Schilling's Shadow came back with some leaves. "Lan'er, go get me a stove."
Lan'er puzzledly did as she was told. She watched in confusion as Schilling's Shadow stirred up the leaves.
"Miss, what are you going to do with these?" Lan'er curiously squatted beside her and watched. Two big question marks appeared in her eyes.
Schilling's Shadow revealed a sinister smile, which made Lan'er's hair stand on end. "Good question. I'm going to use these for revenge."
Lan 'er sucked in a breath of air. Revenge? Who should she seek revenge from? How could he take revenge? Why is it that ever since the girl came back from the dead, many things have become strange?
In Breeze Yard, a small stove emitted a faint smell of fresh grass. After the water boiled, Schilling's Shadow took out the charcoal in the stove and turned the heat to simmer it slowly.
"What's that smell? It's so smelly." A coquettish voice sounded in disgust.
When Lan'er turned around and saw who it was, her expression changed slightly. "Fourth Miss, Sixth Miss."
Fourth Miss, Second Madam Xi's second daughter, Xi Meimeng, and Xi Mengdie's younger sister, walked into Qingfeng Courtyard with a look of disdain on her face. Her tone was full of contempt. "Third Sister's people are really pitifully poor. They actually dared to steal money here."
"Fourth Elder Sister, don't say that. Perhaps Ninth Younger Sister really does have some kind of treasure hidden in her room. That's why those girls coveted it." Following closely behind was Third Master Xi's daughter, Xi Mengjia. She was ranked sixth in the Xi family.
She smiled innocently as she walked towards Schilling's Shadow. She glanced at the stove on the ground and asked, "What are you cooking? Why does it smell so weird?"
Lan 'er opened her mouth to speak, but Schilling's Shadow stopped her.
"It's nothing. I'm just hungry, so I picked some leaves to try cooking. Who knows, it might be delicious. If Sixth Elder Sister is interested, why don't we try it together?"
Xi Mengjia looked at the towering tree outside the yard. Her eyes flashed with disdain. Why would a child from a rich family eat something like that? She shook her head. "My stomach isn't that good, so I won't have the luck to eat it."
Xi Mengmei huffed. "Trash will always be trash. Even her thoughts are idiotic. If leaves can be eaten …"
"Fourth Elder Sister!" Xi Mengjia interrupted Xi Mengmei. "If Ninth Younger Sister wants something new, then let her be." Eating leaves as food? What a joke. Xi Mengjia couldn't wait to see what would happen to her.
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