Hua Rong wants to find a crack in the ground to get into!

Are today's children so precocious? Qingchen is only fifteen years old, so it's so dirty, is it really good?

No, she has to educate Qingchen well, lest she go astray!

Hua Rong organized some language in her heart, and when she was about to give Ye Qingchen a meaningful life lesson, Ye Qingchen yawned very shamelessly, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Hua Rong's words suddenly couldn't be spoken, but there was a burst of pain at the tip of his heart.

"Qingchen, go back and rest, you really don't need to take care of your mother's side. Hua Rong urged. In the past few days, Qingchen has been heartbroken for her. Because there is no room for mistakes, whether it is collecting spiritual plants or boiling spiritual liquid, no matter how big or small, she does it herself, and she does it without pretending to others.

These days, she has been really hard.

"Qingchen, listen to my mother's words, go back and have a good rest. Hua Rong said seriously.

Ye Qingchen did not refuse this time. She was indeed a little tired. After some advice, he left.

Xing was indeed too tired, Ye Qingchen slept for a whole day. This sleep was also the most comfortable and longest sleep she had since she was reborn.

When I woke up the next day, it was already the middle of the day.

Ye Qingchen got up and sat in front of the mirror to take care of his somewhat messy hair, the black birthmark on his face was lighter than before, but it was still very ugly.

Reaching out and caressing it gently, the rough feeling came from his fingertips, and Ye Qingchen's eyes gradually deepened, like a cold pool.

These days, she is devoted to alchemy and cultivation, and pays no attention to the birthmarks on her face. Now that both have stabilized, it's time for her to sort out the ins and outs of the matter.

Three years ago, Ye Qingchen fell seriously ill, if it weren't for Ye Wuwu visiting famous doctors for her, and even spending a huge amount of money to buy a pill, Ye Qingchen might have died in Huangquan.

After recovering from his illness, Ye Qingchen could no longer cultivate, and the 'birthmark' on his face was also left from that time.

This incident dealt a great blow to Ye Qingchen, directly destroying Ye Qingchen's mentality, and shaping that swan-like confident girl into an ugly duckling with low self-esteem.

She didn't believe that the serious illness three years ago was just a coincidence. As for what the truth of the matter is, she doesn't know, but she will find out and see who did it!

In the mirror, Ye Qingchen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a sharp light crossed the bottom of his deep eyes.

After cleaning up, Ye Qingchen walked out of the door, and was wrapped in a warm spring in an instant.

At the moment of spring, the sun is just right, the breeze is warm, the air is filled with the charming fragrance of spring flowers, the ears are full of insects and birds, and the surrounding is full of bees and butterflies.

Ye Qingchen's mood was suddenly bright and cheerful like this good spring.

"Think about how long I've been in this world for more than half a month, and I've never gone out properly. Ye Qingchen muttered in a low voice, and a touch of brilliance crossed his eyes.

Life is never only about cultivation, but also about those little bits and pieces. She decided to go out for a walk, with an ordinary mentality, regardless of cultivation and alchemy.

With his heart moving, Ye Qingchen had already stepped out of the courtyard.

Walking to the front yard, Ye Qingchen encountered two familiar figures. These two people are the two guards of the mansion who gossiped about her some time ago.

Coincidentally, the two are still patrolling together and gossiping together.