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Chapter 223 - Present

    In this world, a girl lived by their reputation and her family also needed the reputation if they didn''t want others to make things difficult for them.


    "Grandmother, I''ll be fine."


    Old Madam Long looked at the girl''s gaze and sighed. "Fine if you say that. Eat a lot so that you can have enough energy to beat up those annoying girls."


    "Yes, Grandmother."


    Nan Hua silently ate. Before long, Long Qian Xing returned with the other two, who looked quite refreshed. Seeing their state, Nan Hua could guess that they must have had their fun of beating someone up.


    Since it was impossible for Nan Luo and Feng Ao Si to beat up Long Qian Xing even if they teamed up, who did they beat up?


    A name floated in Nan Hua''s mind.


    Lin Yuan.


    Nan Hua: "…"


    She silently lit a candle for that young man in her mind then pushed the thought to the back of her mind, not caring about this anymore.


    They all had a meal and Feng Ao Kuai soon joined in their small group. Old Madam Long didn''t stay outside for long and rested again. Even though she imed that she was healthy, it was clear that she was not as fit as Old Master Nan who still chased after his naughty grandchildren.


    "Would Old Madam Long hold another birthday party?" Nan Luo asked curiously.


    "Last time was a bit special, so Grandmother hold her birthday party. Normally, she wouldn''t hold any," Long Qian Xing exined.


    Thest time, it was his grandmother''s fiftieth birthday. If not because it was such a special day, there was no way that his grandmother would bother to celebrate it. She also had no intention of spreading words about how old she was.


    "She''s fairly young." Nan Luo blinked his eyes.


    Long Qian Xing smiled but didn''t say anything else. Of course his grandmother was still quite young. She got pregnant and have children right after her marriage. Not to mention, her son also had children not long after he turned into adults.


    Feng Ao Kuai returned with Song Chuan. "Have you all finished eating?"


    "Yes, we have." Nan Luo looked at Feng Ao Kuai curiously. "What did you read that you miss such good meal?"


    "It''s just some talk regarding the current politics."


    Nan Hua looked at Song Chuan. If she was not wrong, he should be 19 years old and would be an adult next year. It meant that Song Chuan would be eligible to participate in the national examination.


    "Are you nning to be official, Brother Song?" Feng Ao Kuai was also curious.


    Song Chuan nodded. "Yes. I''m going to take the examination next year."


    "I''m sure you''ll be able to pass."


    "Thank you."


    Feng Ao Kuai thought about his discussion with Song Chuan and felt that he was indeed still inferiorpared to the other party. It was no wonder that he managed to learn a lot just from simple talk with Song Chuan.


    ''Should Ie to Long Family Residence more often in the future?''


    He really wanted to have someone to discuss about this. Especially because Nan Hua asked him to understand about politics and be able to build his connection. It was a difficult task for a 11 years old brat like him.


    "Brother Long, I have present for you." Nan Hua nearly forgotten that she had prepared present for Long Qian Xing.


    "Oh?"


    "Hua''er, why didn''t I see you prepare present for him?" Nan Luo asked with confusion. He spent most of his time staying with Nan Hua, so how could it be possible for her to buy something for Long Qian Xing?


    Nan Hua took out a bottle and ced it in front of Long Qian Xing. "For you to use against your enemy."


    The others: "…" poison?


    Song Chuan was looking at the bottle speechlessly. This was the first time in his life he found someone gave poison as presents. He thought that Long Qian Xing''s fiancée would be someone who was quite normal.


    But this…


    How could this be called normal?


    Long Qian Xing chuckled. He knew that Nan Hua was learning medicine with Traveling Doctor Liu. However, he didn''t expect her to create poison with the knowledge she had.


    Would she turn like his sister?


    But recalling their sharp contrast in bearing, Long Qian Xing pushed the thought to the back of his mind. His sister wanted to use poison to be the master of Long Family Residence and didn''t even care of the consequences. She had created so much problems for him back then.


    Nan Hua wouldn''t do such thing.


    …. Huh?


    Why did he feel so sure about it?


    While Long Qian Xing was startled by his thoughts, his expression was still the same. He picked the bottle and looked at Nan Hua. "Hua''er, what''s the effect?"


    Nan Hua thought that Long Qian Xing didn''t like it since he didn''t react. She did know about some medicine but she didn''t know what Long Qian Xing would need that he couldn''t get. In the end, she simply created a simple poison that he could use easily.


    "Paralysis… It canst for 2 incense stick of time or even more if your opponent is weaker."


    Nan Luo was speechless. "Hua''er, when did you make these?"


    "Last night."


    Nan Luo: "…." Why did I begin to feel that I''m uselesspared to my twin sister? She can do martial arts better, understand medicine and poisons, and also have better understanding of arts.


    Where did Ie on toppared to her?


    …


    A/N: Time


    1 incense stick of time = 1 hours


    (can actually differ depending on the type you use, but I''ll stick to this in this story)


    1 cup of tea time = 15 minutes (this one is rarer and I would not use it too much since the time can actually be different in ordance to which era you''re in)


    From time to time, I''ll make sure to remind with using the modern time from Nan Hua''s perspective to make sure you can follow.
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