Chapter 2052 — Who Needs a Genius? It's Less Practical Than Having Wei Zhao Upgrade It
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So the Thunder Pig, after only a touch of disappointment, was back to its usual self, and trotted off to its own corner to play with General Weiwu.
Wei Zhao, meanwhile, returned to the room with Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu.
By then Han Jingyi had woken as well. She stretched languidly, worn out, and let out a soft, enticing moan...
"Yao-jie, don't you think this Han Jingyi's coming on to Arrow Brother a little?" Shen Yushu whispered to Gu Mengyao.
"Is she?" Gu Mengyao blinked. "Han Jingyi's a simple soul. She doesn't have a scheming bone in her body, does she?"
"Xiaoshu's a simple soul too!" Shen Yushu retorted.
"...You think just anyone can be Xiaoshu?" Gu Mengyao said. "I doubt it. Still, Han Jingyi must genuinely have a gift for alchemy—otherwise Wei Zhao wouldn't value her so highly!"
For the moment Han Jingyi woke, Wei Zhao was already striding toward the room. "Jingjing, you're awake?"
"Wei Zhao-gege, did Jingjing fall asleep?" Han Jingyi rubbed her eyes, still groggy. "I'm sorry—I was so tired a moment ago, I just couldn't hold on and nodded off. Jingjing didn't mean to. Wei Zhao-gege, you're not angry, are you?"
"What would I have to be angry about?" Wei Zhao laughed. "You burned through a massive amount of true qi condensing the alchemical flame all at once. Being tired is only natural."
"Jingjing thought she was just too useless. If it's normal, then that's all right." Han Jingyi said happily, "Wei Zhao-gege, Jingjing has only learned this much so far... but I drained all the true qi in my body a moment ago. The alchemist's auxiliary cultivation method does restore true qi quickly, but I'm afraid Jingjing will still need a few days back home cultivating to recover. For now I won't be able to work on alchemy with Wei Zhao-gege!"
"No need. You can recover right now," Wei Zhao said. "But what happens next, you must not tell anyone—not even your brother. Can you do that?"
"Of course I can! Jingjing's lips are sealed. I never blab!" Han Jingyi said. "Nobody in my family even knows Jingjing is studying alchemy. Not even my brother knows what Jingjing's been tinkering with."
"Good, then." Wei Zhao said. "Because what comes next may seem a little fantastical, you must keep it secret. Not a word to anyone."
"Mm-hm, mm-hm! Then from now on Jingjing will be good to Wei Zhao-gege and no one else, and not mix with anyone else, so there'll be no chance to blab." Han Jingyi nodded in solemn promise.
"That won't be necessary. Normal dealings with people are perfectly fine..." Wei Zhao broke out in a sweat. If Han Jingyi stopped being friendly with anyone else, did she mean to cling to him for the rest of her life? Still... an alchemical prodigy like her—he really couldn't bear to hand her over to anyone else.
A wicked notion of keeping her for himself rose unbidden from the depths of Wei Zhao's heart... He hastily shook his head and banished the impractical thought.
"Mm-hm, mm-hm. Anyway, from now on Jingjing will do whatever Wei Zhao-gege says." Han Jingyi said.
"Give me your hands," Wei Zhao said. "In a moment I'll restore your stamina, and while I do, I'll raise your cultivation too. All you have to do is circulate the alchemist's auxiliary cultivation method as you always do."
"All right, Jingjing understands." Han Jingyi held out both hands and offered them to Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao reached out and pressed his fingers to the pulse at her wrist. What surprised him a little was that Han Jingyi seemed to have stopped asking why so often lately, as though she trusted his words more than ever—whatever he told her to do, she no longer questioned.
Thank goodness he had no ill intentions toward her. Otherwise this little prodigy was far too ready to trust others—that was no good thing. If she were ever deceived, it would be too late for regret.