Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 1107: Cooperation

Editor: Henyee Translations

Entering the depths of the mountain, the scenery became vibrant, tranquil, and enchanting. The air felt noticeably fresher, infused with a gentle fragrance of wood that mingled with the crisp moisture in the atmosphere, rejuvenating the senses.

Colorful and picturesque mountains stretched endlessly before Qiao Xuan’s eyes.

“The renowned beauty of Fayun Temple’s back mountains is truly well-deserved! Masters, cultivating in such a setting and being able to witness this scenery every day must contribute to your extraordinary aura!”

Qiao Xuan exclaimed with a smile, withdrawing her gaze only to discover that the Master who had guided her had vanished.

The forest remained peaceful, filled with the melodic chirping of birds. The autumn season was in full swing, showcasing the stunning leaves that fluttered like butterflies in the wind. Qiao Xuan found herself alone amidst the mountains.

Numerous paths crisscrossed through the woods, and unexpectedly, a bend in the road revealed an empty stretch devoid of any presence.

Yet Qiao Xuan anticipated this turn of events.

She even “saw” clearly that the noble ladies weren’t truly immersed in the scenic beauty of the back mountains.

Qiao Xuan chuckled inwardly – these people were truly despicable.

Since she had arrived, she had no intention of leaving. She intended to fully appreciate the breathtaking scenery.

If she happened upon any delectable wild fruits, she could transplant the trees into her space. Perhaps she could even gather some mushrooms.

See how cooperative she was!

Qiao Xuan harbored no suspicion that the young monk had deceived her all this while. She reveled in the scenery and maintained a cautious demeanor, utilizing her superpower to sense every blade of grass and tree within a range of 2,000 meters, remaining vigilant to her surroundings.

To her surprise, amidst the stillness, Qiao Xuan noticed the presence of a young boy, around the age of 13 or 14, lying in the bushes less than 300 meters away from her.

The material of his attire was difficult to discern, but it bore a distinct texture that indicated it was no ordinary fabric. A white jade pendant with ginger tassels adorned his waist.

His hair was neatly tied with a Yuzan, and his pale face showcased well-defined features, including thick eyebrows, a prominent nose, and exquisite facial contours.

It was evident that he hailed from a noble family.

Startled, Qiao Xuan detected that he was merely unconscious but still breathing.

Without hesitation, Qiao Xuan hurried over to investigate.

She wouldn’t have approached if he hadn’t been breathing, as she didn’t wish to involve herself in any trouble. But since he was still alive, she couldn’t simply leave him alone.

If it were a dire situation, she could always escape.

After pondering for a moment, she took out a handkerchief, folded the corners, and covered half of her face.

The young man appeared to have lost consciousness due to an attack on his back, evident from the bump on the back of his head. Though he wasn’t bleeding, his condition looked rather alarming.

He furrowed his brow, displaying signs of discomfort.

With his slender frame, he seemed delicate, prompting an instinctual sense of caution.

Qiao Xuan grasped his hands and channeled her superpower into his body, attempting to alleviate the bump on the back of his head.

Before long, the young man blinked and his eyes fluttered open.

Startled, he gazed at Qiao Xuan, seemingly disoriented about his surroundings and what had transpired.

Qiao Xuan greeted him with a warm smile, observing his innocent expression.

“You’re awake now. Stand up!”

Qiao Xuan, who had been crouched next to him, rose to her feet and took a couple of steps back.

Internally, she let out a sigh.

There was a noticeable disparity between the countenance of an ordinary individual and that of someone with a developmental delay.