Fortunately, there is her prescription, and fortunately, Ye Weiyang's memory is good enough.
Seven days later, she finally recovered from her illness.
On the seventh night, when Ye Weiyang brought the herbs again, Xiao Zitong drank the medicine in one gulp and reached out to snatch my candied haws in his hand.
"Walk!"
"Where to go?" Weiyang asked.
The little purple pupil turned her face, with half a hawthorn in one side of her mouth, and her little cheeks were bulging, looking particularly cute.
"You took me to play last time, let's play again."
"No, your body won't be able to bear it!"
"I have a better way to play."
After she finished speaking, she dashed out of the dragon cave.
Ye Weiyang was busy chasing him out.
"Weiyang, hurry up!"
A pair of silver wings of light flapped behind her, hovering in the night sky.
"You..." Wei Yang looked surprised, "You can use light wings?!"
"Of course, I have already stood outside the threshold of the divine level." The little girl waved to him in mid-air, "Come quickly!"
Ye Weiyang stretched out her body and flew up, and the little girl immediately flew towards Hanjiang first.
Flying over the river, Xiao Zitong suddenly retracted his light wings, turned over in the air, stretched his arms, and fell weightlessly towards the river.
"Purple Eyes!" Weiyang chased after him worriedly, but saw the little girl smiling sideways at him, "Put away your light wings!"
Ye Weiyang saw that she did it on purpose. Although she was confused, she still followed her words.
The two of them weightlessly descended together. He looked at the little girl beside him and spread his arms like her.
He has flown countless times, but he has never discovered that the feeling of falling without weight can be so exciting and interesting.
From then on, the two became each other's companions.
He practices and she practices too.
He practices martial arts and she practices swordsmanship.
Let's drink together, go to the sea and play the falling game on the river...
Time flies in the blink of an eye.
One year has passed in the blink of an eye.
On the Lantern Festival of that year, Xiao Zitong was twelve years old.
The two of them ran to Zhongzhou to put out lanterns, and Xiao Zitong would still quietly write Beichen's name on the lanterns.
After putting out the lights, the two of them went to play together, but they met a couple having an affair.
Seeing the two of them kissing mouth to mouth, Xiao Zitong just looked confused, "Weiyang, what are they doing?!"
Ye Weiyang looked back and said in a strange tone, "They are...kissing. This is something that men and women only do when they are intimate."
"Then what are they doing taking off their clothes now?" Xiao Zitong was still staring at the man and woman under the tree not far away.
At this time, the two of them had already begun to take off their clothes.
Ye Weiyang grabbed her collar, pulled her away from the tree and flew up, flying far away before stopping.
"You haven't answered me yet?"
"They...are...in the bridal chamber."
Xiao Zitong blinked, "But it's a wilderness there, and there are no houses. And there are no quilts. Aren't they cold?"
Her concept of the bridal chamber is still at the level of a man and a woman entering a bridal chamber and sleeping together.
Ye Weiyang looked at her focused and confused little face, his eyes passed over her lips, and her expression became weirder, "Of course... no."
She walked over to him out of habit and jumped on his back, "Then let's go back!"
Compared to a year ago, she has started to grow significantly.
Feeling the strange soft touch on his back, Ye Weiyang took a deep breath and pulled her arm away from his neck.
"From today on, don't let me carry you on my back again!"