To harvest the tears, the little black cat nipped Little Lotus a couple of times, causing the tears to flow like a faucet, only this time, the tears were all collected in a small bottle. This was specially prepared for Jun Xian and Jun Qing.
Before she grew strong on her own, Lin Palace safety fell on the shoulders of the two of them.
After crying so hard, the poor exhausted Little Lotus changed back into a barely visible ring and sat quietly on her finger.
After the little harvest, Jun Wu Xie fell into a deep slumber.
At the crack of dawn, she went to look for Jun Xian.
Jun Xian was surprised to find his precious granddaughter look for him on her own accord. Ever since she was injured, he rarely had the chance to spend time with her, everytime he tried to interact with her, she seemed quiet and withdrawn, prickling his heart.
"Wu Xie? Why are you here? Come, sit down quickly." Jun Xian hurriedly ushered her to the nearest seat.
