ATSWM Chapter 39.2

Chapter 39.2 Replacing A Wild Cat For A Crown Prince

Sang Yuanyuan very seriously explained for You Wuming: “Big Brother, he helped me gather a lot of spiritual essence and practicing cultivation together with him will save me half the time. You see, in only a short period of time, I have advanced to Clear Spirit Base! You Wuming is actually very good. Big Brother, don’t be biased against him. “

Sang Bujin: “……” This, how do I explain it to you?

“But Little Sister, you don’t know that by your side, he is……he is…… “

Can’t say it out!

Sang Bujin really wants to roar to the sky.

“Don’t worry, Brother. He won’t disturb me!” Sang Yuanyuan smiled till her eyes were curved.

Sang Bujin painfully heaved a deep sigh.

Forget it, forget it. Since his little sister doesn’t know about it, then, isn’t it better for her to not know at all?

Sang Bujin resignedly pointed to the rear: “He went to the back.”

Sang Yuanyuan nodded, jumped down from the carriage and walked towards the back.

A Gu who drove the carriage saw Sang Yuanyuan coming and immediately made an emergency brake to ask her to go up.

Inside the carriage was covered with silks and brocades. Each and everyone of the You Shadow Guards were as silent as the winter cicada, huddled in a small space outside the wooden screen, staring at the fabric in a daze.

Seeing Sang Yuanyuan, they all stood up together. All of them looked relieved and straightly jumped down from the door of the carriage just like fleeing from a calamity.

Sang Yuanyuan：“……”

She gently pushed away the folding wooden screen.

Then she saw You Wuming sitting unrestrainedly on top of a pile of silk that was half a man high. He changed his clothes. One hand on his knee and the other hand rubbed his forehead.

His eyebrows were twisted together, and his face was very gloomy.

He raised his eyelids slowly and stared at her for a while.

“What are you doing here? I’m arranging the killing matters. Go away.” He said coldly with a sullen face.

Sang Yuanyuan did not speak. Instead, she threw a big faced flower towards him.

You Wuming was caught off guard and was almost knocked down.

As if he had seen a ghost, he widened his eyes and looked at that dejected flower in front of his chest.

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Just as he was stunned, he saw Sang Yuanyuan, who was about to cry, rushed over. She threw herself into his arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. Her mouth twitched as she said: “You Wuming, I’m done for. How can my spiritual essence be like this? Will my whole life be ruined just like this? You don’t want me anymore, do you? Why do you want to drive me away? Do you despise me now? You despise me and my big faced flower, don’t you? “

Between the two people, the big faced flower squeezed out its head arduously.

This scene gave You Wuming the inexplicable illusion of holding both a beautiful wife and an ugly baby in his arms.

He was inexplicably taken askew by her: “Who despised you? It’s not my first time seeing the big faced flower anyway.”

“Then why are you so fierce towards me?” She wiped her eyes.

The corners of You Wuming’s mouth twitched: “I did not.”

Being so disturbed by her like this, he unconsciously left behind the shameful things of last night.

With great interest, he freed up a hand and grabbed the big-faced flower’s leaf.

“……What is this thing?”

The flower plate oozed out a ball of green colored dew, and threw it on his cheek.

You Wuming：“……”

He widened his eyes at Sang Yuanyuan and saw her little face wrinkled into a ball. Weak, pitiful and helpless.

His dark eyes slowly turned. Though it rarely happened, this time he tried to put himself in the position of others and think for a while, that if after he had just advanced in cultivation and made such a strange thing out, he would not be able to love it too.

Really pitiful.

“It doesn’t matter,” Holding back his smile, he awkwardly said, “Little Mulberry, this one, is quite good. I don’t think there is any big problem. Later when it fights, it may even deceive others.”

He racked his brains to comfort her.

Sang Yuanyuan’s mouth was even more flattened, and she looked as if she was about to cry.

You Wuming could only clumsily stroke the big faced flower’s leaves and struggled to find its advantages: “The color is good, the green is quite right.”

Sang Yuanyuan: QAQ.

He took her into the pile of silk and gave her several kisses on her cheek.

He held back a laugh and said fiercely: “Don’t be sad. Who dares to laugh at you, I will let them die. “

“You really do not despise me?” She raised her big, watery eyes.

“Yeah!” he replied quickly.

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