The Farm Girl’s Charismatic Fortune
Chapter 186 - 182: Divine Lord Xuanyuan is Still the Best

Chapter 186: Chapter 182: Divine Lord Xuanyuan is Still the Best

The next day, the sky was overcast, and Ruo Xuan did not go to class.

Since there were many short-term workers hired, they would be able to finish planting all the wasteland today, and the herbs planted were rather delicate and hard to grow, and also more precious.

Ruo Xuan needed to come over and cast a spell so the newly planted herbs could root and sprout better.

Her spiritual power was limited, and she could not take care of the entire vast wasteland, so she could only come over every day to look after the new plants, ensuring every single seed, every flower or herb planted would survive. That way, there would be no need for the trouble of replanting later.

"Survival of the fittest," if left to grow on their own, it was estimated that twenty to thirty percent would not survive.

Therefore, Ruo Xuan had been diligently coming to the fields to work these days.

At the mansion, the old Mrs. Xuanyuan had clearly sensed something off with her grandson’s mood in the past few days.

Although her little grandson was as reticent and expressionless as ever, spending his days either attending classes or reading books in his room,

she could still feel that his mood was not right.

And Xuanbao had stopped coming to the mansion. Although it was said that Xuanbao was busy in the fields and had no time, she just felt that the two children had a falling out.

Even though others said they hadn’t seen them quarrel, after asking around and learning that a few days ago, her little grandson had come back to the mansion alone, without Xuanbao, she was sure of it.

Xuanbao was so well-behaved and sensible, it must have been her little grandson who had upset Xuanbao so much that she didn’t come to the mansion anymore.

After all, when it came to irritating people, her little grandson could anger someone half to death without giving an inch in front of them!

Looking at her little grandson silently eating his lunch, she couldn’t help but say, "The sky looks like it’s going to rain. I wonder if Xuanbao’s flower field is done planting? It’s so open over there, and she shouldn’t get caught in the rain; getting wet can easily lead to catching a cold."

Xuanyuan Que’s eyebrows frowned slightly, and he thought about how flowers like sunlight and a bit of rain, so it wouldn’t affect her.

He continued to eat, but unconsciously slowed down his pace.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, the old Mrs. Xuanyuan continued, "Well, I am worried about Xuanbao if my grandson is not. I heard that Xuanbao’s flower field might be finished today. I’ll go and see what it looks like. If it rains, I’ll bring Xuanbao back on the way. Xiaojiu, will you go? Didn’t Master Han assign homework? Don’t you need to see how those flowers and herbs are doing?"

Xuanyuan Que replied, "I do need to take a look."

If it was going to rain, that flower would surely use spiritual power to boost the growth of the herbs and flowers she had planted. Her, unprotected by spiritual power, getting rained on could indeed make her sick.

She had helped him heal his injuries; he couldn’t just watch her fall ill.

That was right; that day when she devotedly helped him heal, he even told her she shouldn’t do that.

Upsetting her.

He wondered if her anger had subsided yet?

Flowers have a simple mind, and she was just a child, not understanding anything; there was no need for him to be angry with her.

He could teach her slowly.

After all, life was short, but it was only just beginning.

The old Mrs. Xuanyuan smiled.

Outside the city, in the afternoon, the sky turned gloomier, looking as if it wanted to rain at any moment.

Fortunately, by this time all the land had been planted, and they also saved the effort of watering the plants.

Ruo Xuan quietly cast a growth spell on the newly planted herbs covering half of the mountain, reviving the somewhat wilted herbal saplings invisibly, with a speed unseen by the naked eye.

One spell had exhausted all of Ruo Xuan’s spiritual power, and as she stood atop the mountain, looking out over the whole wasteland, she saw it transform from being overgrown with weeds and desolation to cleanliness and order. The freshly turned earth was dotted with neat rows of green, promising vitality to come.

Yan Jiaojiao embraced Ruo Xuan’s slender arm and said, "The wasteland next to the official road is mainly planted with flowers. In one or two months, when the flowers are in bloom, both sides will be a sea of flowers, absolutely stunning. From now on, the city folks will have one more place to visit when they go out to enjoy the greenery!"

Yan Huan spoiled the scenery by saying, "With an extra place to pick flowers, so many varieties growing by the roadside, doesn’t it just make it convenient for people to pick them?"

Yan Jiaojiao nodded, "Indeed, girls do love flowers."

Ruo Xuan: "Don’t worry, my dad already hired three workers to take care of these flower and herb fields. There will be a house built here for the workers to live in, and I’ll write a sign to put up, reminding everyone not to pick the flowers."

She would cast a little spell on that sign, so anyone who saw it would naturally lose the urge to pick the flowers.

Furthermore, Ruo Xuan looked at the Little White Dog running about the wasteland. Lately, the Demon Lord didn’t want to see the fat pig at home, spending every day following her out and not wanting to go back. She planned to keep it here to guard the herb fields.

With the Demon Lord around, if anyone stole within ten miles, he would know.

Zhang Jie also said, "Xuanbao’s land is right outside the city gates, where soldiers patrol day and night. I’ll ask my dad to remind them, to have them help keep watch. If they see someone stealing, they just need to reprimand them a few times. Once people know the soldiers are on guard, they won’t dare to entertain thoughts of touching these herbs and flowers."

Yan Jiaojiao agreed, "That’s a good idea!"

Ruo Xuan thought so too and hugged Zhang Jie’s arm affectionately, resting her head on Zhang Jie’s shoulder, "Thank you, Sister Jie, you’re the best!"

From afar, Xuanyuan Que casually strolled over just to see that flower seemingly wanting to cling to Zhang Jie.

He frowned slightly, why did this flower like to cling to people so much? She wasn’t a morning glory.

Zhang Jie laughed, "This was my big brother’s idea."

Ruo Xuan then looked up with her little head and said to Zhang Qian, "Thank you, Brother Qian!"

"No need to be polite! It’s just a small matter. Besides, soldiers are indeed obligated to protect the people and their property," Zhang Qian said, smiling while he patted Ruo Xuan’s little head.

Zhang Qian didn’t have to go to the Academy today, so he went out of the city to check on the excavation of the moat and the growth of the third season’s rice. Afterwards, he would take the opportunity to check on the flowers and herbs Ruo Xuan had cultivated on the reclaimed land.

He felt that Xuanbao, a three-year-old girl, was really too clever, with a good nature, making people unable to help but like her more and more.

At that moment, a few raindrops began to fall from the sky, gradually growing heavier.

Ruo Xuan was the youngest among the children, and Zhang Qian was the eldest. He quickly said, "It’s starting to rain, we should hurry down the mountain and take shelter in the carriage. Second brother, take care of little sister. Xuanbao, I’ll carry you down."

It was raining, and the ground was slippery; he was worried Ruo Xuan might fall and get hurt.

Zhang Qian was about to pick up Ruo Xuan when Yan Feng quickly grabbed Ruo Xuan’s hand, saying, "I can carry Xuanbao down the mountain; Zhang big brother, you take care of Miss Zhang."

Even though Xuanbao was smaller than his own sister, she was pudgy, definitely heavier than his sister, and he was worried Yan Feng wouldn’t be able to carry Ruo Xuan. "Xuanbao is a bit chubby and heavy, you’re young, let me do it."

Ruo Xuan: "..."

Chubby? Heavy? Was he talking about her?

Little Xuanhua was shocked!

Seeing the two compete to carry Ruo Xuan, Xuanyuan Que hastened his steps, came in front of Ruo Xuan, turned with his back to her, and squatted halfway down, "Hop on, let’s go down the mountain."

Wanting to prove she wasn’t heavy at all, Ruo Xuan decisively jumped onto Xuanyuan Que’s back.

Xuanyuan Que held her steadily.

Xuanyuan Que didn’t bother with the others, carrying Ruo Xuan with steady steps down the mountain and cast a spell to ensure the rain didn’t touch her.

Ruo Xuan looked back waving at Zhang Qian as if saying: See how light I am? Not fat at all!

She deliberately asked aloud, "Brother Xuanyuan, am I heavy? Are you tired?"

"Not heavy, very light, as light as a petal."

Ruo Xuan burst into laughter, Divine Lord Xuanyuan was the best!