CHAPTER 40: CHAPTER 40: NARROW ENCOUNTERS BETWEEN FOES

A toothbrush made from a bamboo handle, with a fine brush attached to a fibrous material, paired with a toothpaste primarily made from salt and a tree leaf concoction.

Seven-year-old Ye Zhi was already at the age of changing her teeth. She had lost a molar, and her front tooth seemed a bit loose.

Once she finished changing her teeth after a while, she would need to wear a silk scarf to cover her face.

She didn’t want anyone to see her awkward look with missing teeth.

After wiping her face, she continued looking at the clothes in the cabinet, still picking.

Finally, she had Ah Tao style her hair into a startled swan bun, wore a lotus green jade hairpin decorated with pearls, and donned a scarlet red soft gauze long dress. At her waist was a Ruyi Embroidery Pouch, and on her feet were soft satin lotus shoes.

In the mirror, the girl had almond-shaped eyes full of charm, blush-colored cheeks, and bright cherry lips~

Ye Zhi wasn’t being narcissistic; she genuinely thought she looked very cute, adorably~

It’s unbelievable that such a lovely girl could be torn apart, not knowing if Shen Chen had a conscience, sigh.

She put away these emotions; today was another happy day.

Ye Zhi cheerfully followed her elder brother out of the mansion, heading towards Shuyu Pavilion.

On the way, she asked her brother where he got the jade token from.

Ye Lin nonchalantly said, "Your brother is the legitimate son of the Ye Mansion. Is it so hard to get a jade token? This time we’ll try the taste first. If it’s good, I’ll take you there every festive season, and we’ll invite our parents then."

His tone was full of ambition.

His image suddenly became grand in Ye Zhi’s heart: "Brother, you’re amazing. I admire you the most."

Her smile was as beautiful as a flower, satisfying his vanity.

The two chatted as they walked, and soon they arrived at Shuyu Pavilion.

The pavilion was mainly wooden, standing four and a half stories tall. The front had windows, with panels on the rear and sides. It was built in a square style, with an ancient, elegant design, flying eaves, and carved beams, located beside a broad and flat street.

It was indeed a tranquil spot amidst the bustling surroundings.

As they were about to enter, they unexpectedly encountered Li Du.

"Brother, Li Du made me cry last time and leaped onto the beam where I couldn’t catch him." Clutching her brother’s green sleeve, Ye Zhi tried hard to suppress her urge to act, pouting and telling on him pitifully.

Indeed, she hadn’t forgotten the time she was embarrassed in front of the Little Fairy~

She would hold that grudge for life.

Ye Lin slightly frowned, his fists clenched, veins bulging, and gritted his teeth: "Li Du, you brat, bullying Ah Zhi while I’m at school. You’ve got some nerve."

As expected, having a brother is nice.

Li Du pondered a bit before speaking softly, "It was a misunderstanding last time..."

"Pah! What’s the misunderstanding? Did you or did you not hit people? You hit me. What misunderstanding is there, huh?"

"Yes, Li Du, you hit my sister and call it a misunderstanding. How about this? This isn’t a place for fighting. Let’s go to Changchun Street to have a duel. I also want to spar with the National Guardian General’s son, to see if you’ve learned a few tricks from your father."

Both were trained in martial arts, so it was more like sparring.

However, Ye Lin was seven years older than Li Du...

Li Du scratched his head, looking a bit helpless, with a pitiful expression: "But I have an appointment. I came here for that." He paused, then thought of a solution: "Otherwise, I’ll visit Ye Mansion tomorrow, and we can spar then."

Ye Lin wouldn’t just let it go without teaching him a lesson, especially since Li Du couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

It’s been over two months, and this little girl held grudges this long.

He glared at her.

"Brother, look, Li Du is glaring at me. I’m scared."

Li Du "..."

Hiding behind her brother, Ye Zhi stuck out her tongue, feigning innocence.

For a moment, the scene was tense.