Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 1172

Chapter 1172: Chapter 1164: What happened to that goddess just now?_1 Chapter 1172: Chapter 1164: What happened to that goddess just now?_1 “Sister?”

The girl’s eyes shimmered, revealing a touch of surprise and joy.

“Yes, my sister is very powerful.”

Thinking of his sister, Lin Yixuan showed the pure innocence of a youth. His slightly upturned eyebrows reflected his good mood.

“Yixuan!”

Feng Yi arrived just in time and descended from the mountain valley with his Flying Sword.

“Brother Yi.”

Lin Yixuan was overjoyed and pushed himself off the ground to stand up.

“Are you alright? That old hag is so ruthless. I was really worried.”

Feng Yi was traumatized for a rare moment as he gently stroked Lin Yixuan’s shoulders, examining him from head to toe.

“I’m fine.”

A wave of warmth surged in Lin Yixuan’s heart as he comforted Feng Yi in return: “Fortunately, Brother Yi helped out, or we wouldn’t have been lucky enough to escape.”

“What was the deal with that goddess just now?”

Unaware of what had truly happened, Feng Yi was vague in his description and referred to her as a goddess.

“My sister gave me a protective amulet.”

Lin Yixuan didn’t hide anything, pointing to the jade pendant hanging around his neck: “It contains three strands of mana my sister enhanced using a secret method.”

“I knew it was you.”

After gazing at the pendant for a few seconds, Feng Yi patted his little terrified heart, showing an expression of smug self-satisfaction and a “I knew it was so” look.

“Brother Yi, someone’s coming.”

Lin Yixuan’s eyes flashed suddenly. He was alert and looked towards the top of the cliff.

“The incident just now was too loud, there is bound to be a cultivator coming to investigate. We should not stay here for long, let’s go.”

Feng Yi made a quick decision and ascended the sky with his Flying Sword.

“Can you control a Flying Sword?”

Standing on his Flying Sword, Lin Yixuan looked at the girl.

“Yes.”

Struggling to climb up from the beach, the girl conjured her own Flying Sword in a flash of light with her right hand.

“Let’s go.”

Feng Yi didn’t have time to ask any more questions. Along the stream, he flew downstream.

Lin Yixuan and the girl followed closely behind him and before any other cultivators arrived, they left the bottom of the cliff valley.

*
Fluttering Snow Residence.

“Miss.”

Zizhu walked in, breaking up Shitou’s incessant speech: “The fourth young master has sent a message asking you to come to Pine Wave Garden.”

“I see.”

Lin Qingluo responded with a smile.

“Brother Yun is requesting Master. There must be something important. Master, you should go quickly.”

Wang Meng, who had been listening for a long time, took this opportunity to stand up and slip out of the room: “I am going to cook for Master.”

“Hehe, I’m going too.”

After talking for so long, Shitou drained his tea cup and hurried out as well.

“Sigh.”

Watching the two disciples running off, Lin Qingluo silently sighed, picked a cloak from the clothes rack, put it on, and walked out of the room.

“Miss, I’ll accompany you there.”

Zizhu came after her, holding up an oil-paper umbrella.

“You don’t need to.”

Lin Qingluo took the oil-paper umbrella and gently instructed: “You tell Shu Min, I’ll be back soon, and we’ll have lunch together.”

“Okay.”

Zizhu beamed, happily running towards the side room.

Lin Qingluo disappeared from the courtyard in a flash.

*
Pine Wave Garden.

Lin Jinyun was sitting at a desk, seriously annotating documents.

Ji Liuyun and Xu Wei were also preoccupied, each with a desk, busily revising state governance strategies.

Lin Qingluo closed the oil-paper umbrella, gently knocked on the door twice, and entered the room.

“Sister, you’re here.”

Seeing his sister, Lin Jinyun stood up to meet her at the door, took her umbrella, opened it, and placed it in one corner of the study.

“Miss Lin.”

Seeing the confident and chic young lady, Ji Liuyun and Xu Wei were slightly taken aback. They stood from their seats at the same time, showing their respect.

“Senior Brother Ji, Senior Brother Xu, long time no see.”

Lin Qingluo returned the gesture, untied her cloak’s fastening and removed it.

Ji Liuyun’s eyes flashed and before thinking, he took two steps forward, took her cloak and hung it on the coat rack.