"It's already like this, how can you still..."

  Tang Xiao hastened his pace towards Miao Pu, and Tang Fei Yan couldn't keep up with him, causing Tang Xiao's arm to slip out of her grasp...

  At that moment, Tang Feiyan's face showed anger, but more was unease. She looked at the figure picking in the nursery and her body tilted: "Ah!"

  Tang Xiao heard the sound and turned his head, just to see Tang Fei Yan covering her ankle and squatting on the ground.

  "My foot... is twisted, it hurts so much..."

  Tang Xiao quickly ran back to Tang Fei Yan's side, picked up her foot and took off her shoe to examine it, but didn't find anything wrong.

  "It looks like nothing's wrong, should be fine..."

  "No! It hurts, it really hurts, like... like being pricked by a needle!" Tang Feiyan exclaimed as she threw her arms around Tang Xiao's neck and forcibly nestled herself in his embrace, shouting loudly: "It hurts so much! I want to go back, Xiao Ge, hurry up and take me back!"

  Tang Feiyan's actions made Tang Xiao believe it was true, and he didn't dare to delay. He immediately picked her up and ran down the mountain.

  Tang Feiyan hummed a fake tune with her mouth, but her eyes were on Hua Rou - just now she deliberately shouted loudly to make Hua Rou aware of the movement and stand up straight.

  Tang Feiyan smiled triumphantly at Hua Rouyu and hugged Tang Xiao's neck even tighter.

  Hua Rou stretched out her hand and scratched her neck, then continued to bend down and pick herbs.

  She saw Tang Xiao, also saw Tang Fei Yan, and even heard about their affair, but she didn't expect them to be hugging each other on the mountain of herbs. However, she couldn't care less about them now, as she had to pick herbs and hurry back afterwards!

  The flower gently buried her head and picked another ten or so roots before packing up her jacket.

  She had wanted to carry it on her back, but the fabric of the shirt was smooth, and when she tried to tie the buttons, they slipped off instead. In desperation, she could only hold the bundle of herbs in her arms and head down the mountain.

  But this bundle of herbs is too big, almost blocking Huajuan's line of sight. Plus, it's a downhill road and really not easy to walk, very inconvenient.

  Always sitting on the mountain stone looking at Hua Rou, Mu Jun saw the situation and stood up, quickly walking towards Hua Rou.

  Hua Rou hugged the bundle of clothes tightly, straining her neck to watch the slope, walking and walking, her foot stepped on a stone, sliding forward, just about to fall, when a force from behind supported her.

  Hua Rong's heart skipped a beat as she stood up and turned around, only to see a familiar face: "Liu Er?"

  "What are you doing?" Tang Liu stretched out his hand and poked at the clothes package in Huarou's arms: "Why use clothes..."

  "My backpack is gone, but several senior sisters are waiting for materials and can't be delayed, so I can only do it like this for now."

  Tang Liu looked at Hua Rou in surprise: "The backpack is gone? You must have forgotten to bring it when you went out?"

  "How is this possible? I just picked a whole basket of herbs! I reckon... someone must have been lazy and taken them to save trouble!"

  "Yeah, that's possible!" Tang Liu said, stretching out his hand to grab the package and hugging it: "Let's go, I'll help you take it back, so you won't roll down from the mountain later!"

  "Thank you, Sixth Master, you're really great!"

  Tang Liu'er smiled slyly at this time: "Since you know I'm good, then tell me the inside story of Mu Junwu!"

  "Hua Rou smiled helplessly and said: 'Let's hurry down the mountain, it's almost dark.'"

  Hua Rou said and walked down the mountain, Tang Liu followed closely behind.

  After they left, Mu Junwu walked out from behind a tree, silently watching their backs fade into the distance before letting out a chuckle, as if mocking himself.

  ……

  "Sorry I'm late, but I've found all the herbs you wanted."

  Hua Rou put the package of clothes on the table, and Zi Qi immediately went forward to flip through the herbs, but she couldn't find any problems.

  "Hua Rou, you're too amazing!" Linlin exclaimed loudly: "You've found all of them in just one afternoon! If it were me, I'd be afraid that finding so many herbs would take a whole day!"

  Hua Rong felt a surge of gratitude and smiled warmly at Linlin, knowing that among the three of them, only she always quietly helped her.

  The child handed over a new name list at this time, walking over and handing it over: "This is tomorrow's, hoping you can find them early."

  Hua Rou took over, scanned it once, put away the name list, and then cleared the herbs to one side before taking off her own cloak.

  "Remember to bring a basket tomorrow, what's with packing clothes?"

  Zi Qi's words made Hua Rou stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked out. Zi Qi also hurriedly called on Zi Hua and Lin Lin to start categorizing the herbs and making poison.

  Ling chose the required herbs and went out to work. Zi Hua saw Ling walking far away, then moved a step closer to Zi Qi.

  "Sister, have you forgotten? She left home with a basket on her back today."

  Zi Qi's hand paused, looking at Zi Hua: "So?"

  "It was the people from the house next door who moved their hands, and I just went out and saw them dragging a basket of herbs back."

  Zi Qi immediately displeased: "Why didn't you stop him?"

  "Zi Hua looked at Zi Qi in shock: 'Why should I stop you, sister? This is not lending a knife to kill...'"

  "Are you crazy?" Zi Qi stared at Zi Hua: "If we can't get the top grade, it will affect our own progress. I don't want to be delayed because of a little girl like you."

  Zi Qi finished speaking and left with the necessary materials, leaving Zi Hua alone, huffing and puffing as she hugged her arm and rolled her eyes: "You're the one who wanted me to lend a knife to kill someone, you're also the one who told me not to mess with her. This candle can't be burned at both ends!"

  ……

  "Look!"

  The two disciples of the House of Flower Softness who stole the flower-soft backpack yesterday have sneaked into the medicine field again.

  At this moment, Hua Rou was squatting in the medicinal field, concentrating on picking herbs, while behind her, two steps away, a backpack that had already been packed with a large amount of herbs was placed.

  The two of them exchanged a glance and quietly waited there like cats.

  As time passed minute by minute, the basket was finally full. Huajou stood up and looked at the name list in her hand, then looked at the big tree beside her and started climbing it.

  The two disciples who had been waiting for an opportunity saw the situation and immediately rushed into the medicine field, one of whom quickly slipped away to grab the carrying pole.

  But as soon as she picked up the basket, her fingers felt like they had been pricked by a needle, and she let out a loud cry, dropped the basket, and clutched at her fingers in pain, collapsing to the ground and curling up. The other one rushed over to show concern.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "My hand, it hurts, it really hurts." The disciple said, lifting up her own hand. In the blink of an eye, her hand had swollen to be even thicker than a pig's trotter, and the index finger on her right hand was rapidly turning black.

  "What's this..."

  "Are you two sisters coming for my backpack again?" Hua Rou jumped down from the tree, smiling at the two of them.

  "What did you say...... Ah......" She wanted to argue, but the pain in her fingers made her cry, and her face twisted.

  "What did you do to her?" Another one was anxious and stared at Hua Rou, shouting: "We are people from the House of Family Industry, how dare you bully us?"

  Hua Rou blinked: "Two senior sisters, are you confused? When did I bully you?"

  "Don't you admit it? Look at her hand..."

  "Hua Rou took two steps forward, looking anxious and serious, and said: "Ah, you're done for! The leaves of the snake needle grass are poisonous. If you don't treat it within a minute, this finger will have to... be cut off.""