Chapter 41: Heartwarming Breakfast

An Ji thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, but how could it be that her master vanished in the blink of an eye?! It was true, her master was gone! Could it be that her master’s lightness skill was so remarkable?!

But as she watched her master approaching from a distance, with a string of gradually dissipating phantoms behind, her heart pounded with fright. This was definitely the legendary “Thousand-Mile Shadow,” reaching the pinnacle of martial arts! It turned out her master was even more mysterious than she had thought.

An Ji herself was once somewhat famous in the martial world, but after being severely injured due to a grudge, she was saved by the head of the Yu family. She became a guard in the Yu family to repay the debt of gratitude and to evade pursuit.

So, An Ji had some knowledge of the martial arts of each faction in the martial world, but she had never heard of her master’s move “Ghost Kills” did previously. How could such a powerful martial art have no information leaked? And this lightness skill, An Ji felt it must be the legendary “Thousand-Mile Shadow,” but she thought it had been lost. She never expected someone could still possess it.

Returning to the courtyard, Chen Xin took out a herb from her hand. “Take this herb, squeeze out the juice, and put it in her mouth.”

An Ji quickly regained her composure from the shock, took the freshly picked herb from Chen Xin’s hand, and said, “Yes, Master.” An Ji knew who her master was referring to.

Although she was curious about its purpose, she knew her place and couldn’t overstep, and besides, she would find out the result tomorrow, which she was also looking forward to.

After An Ji left, Chen Xin stood outside for a while, looking faintly at the moon covered by thin clouds and the stars in the sky, with a strong sense of resentment in her heart. Fang Ziyu was the person she most wanted to protect in her life. Whoever dared to harm him would face her wrath!

When she heard movement inside the house, Chen Xin quickly turned around and hurried back. Indeed, she saw him sitting up with his eyes open.

“What’s wrong, Xiao Yu’er?” Chen Xin softly asked as she approached the bed.

“My heart isn’t with me; I can’t sleep.” Fang Ziyu, with his shiny black hair scattered and his collar open, looked a bit dazed as he gazed at Chen Xin and reached out to hug her.

Hearing this, Chen Xin didn’t know whether to be happy or distressed. She hadn’t expected that he could sense her absence even for a short while.

“Alright, I’ll hold you to sleep,” she indulgently said, holding him so that his head rested on her arm.

However, Fang Ziyu, feeling Chen Xin’s presence, didn’t fall asleep immediately.

Hearing the regular breathing, Chen Xin chuckled inwardly, extinguished the light, and closed her eyes to sleep.

The next morning.

Fang Ziyu looked at the sleeping face still in front of him, his heart pounding, his large eyes looking thoughtful.

He slowly moved his head to Chen Xin’s face, quickly kissed her cheek, then hugged her waist foolishly, unaware that his actions had awakened Chen Xin, who was still asleep.

Chen Xin slowly opened her eyes, feeling Fang Ziyu’s head moving on her chest. “Xiao Yu’er?”

And Fang Ziyu heard her voice, “Xin, are you awake?”

“Mm.” Her voice was deep and sexy when just waking up, which was particularly charming.

Fang Ziyu, with his eyes shining, looked at Chen Xin, not realizing that his lovesick appearance was seen by Chen Xin, causing her to smile silently. How hadn’t she noticed before that Xiao Yu’er could also act like a lovesick fool?

In fact, Fang Ziyu often acted like a lovesick fool towards her, but she just didn’t know.

After cuddling with Fang Ziyu for a while longer, Chen Xin got up to wash and cook breakfast.

After washing the rice, Chen Xin suddenly wanted to make a heartwarming breakfast, feeling it would be interesting. Modern girls liked it, and the men here should like it too, right?

She boiled chicken shredded porridge, thinking it was delicious and nutritious, so she liked it very much.

When the porridge over there was bubbling, Chen Xin found two eggs that were stuffed into the carriage by Mrs. Lu last night and started frying them.

“Xin, it smells so good!” Fang Ziyu put down the phone that Chen Xin had shown him the photos on and came to the table to smell the fragrance, shaking his jade-like nose.

“It smells good, then eat more.”

“These are heart-shaped eggs I fried.” Saying that, she served him a bowl of porridge. She felt a little nervous, wondering if he would like it?

Fang Ziyu looked at the eggs on the plate, strange and beautiful in shape, innocently asking, “What’s heart-shaped?”

Chen Xin instantly felt deflated upon hearing this; she had forgotten that Xiao Yu’er didn’t understand these things.

But she explained it according to her own understanding, “It means making a breakfast with care and thought for your beloved person. The shape of the egg in my hands represents the meaning of one’s intentions. Here, it represents my intentions for you, and in love, it represents love.”

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu was moved again, “Xin, thank you.”

As he spoke, he put another egg into Chen Xin’s bowl and shyly said, “This is also my intention.”

And Chen Xin felt warm in her heart, pinching his nose, “I’ve told you not to thank me.”