Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Main house.

Yin Qinghe and Zhao Mengli were still awake.

Zhao Mengli was resting her head on her own food pouch, occasionally rubbing against it, which made Yin Qinghe very uncomfortable.

"You child, go sleep on your own side."

Yin Qinghe pushed her head away several times, but every time the young girl quickly snuggled back, even hugging her tightly and refusing to let go.

Seeing that it was futile,

she just let her be.

"Mom, why are you so good to Brother Qin?"

Zhao Mengli rubbed against her again, narrowed her eyes comfortably, and after a while she lifted her head and asked the question lingering in her heart. She added, "Will Brother Qin really not be like the others and leave the Herb Hall?"

Yin Qinghe was silent.

To say she completely trusted Qin Yu wasn’t true; mainly, it was because she had no choice given the circumstances.

In the past, even after accepting someone as a disciple, she would at least observe them for several years before deciding whether to teach them core skills or not.

But now it was different.

A few years later, who knew if Danxin Herb Hall would even still exist.

The pack of wolves circling around would never let such a juicy piece of meat slip by!

Yin Qinghe really had no other options.

Of course, actually, she had been observing Qin Yu and Lin Qianqian’s sisters all along.

This was also why, even though she was annoyed, she didn’t remind Qin Yu to pay attention to his behavior at night...

One reason, anyway.

That quiet and gentle-looking Lin Qianqian actually...

Was so proactive.

And Lin Shuishui as well, she was so affectionate with Qin Yu, there wasn’t the slightest barrier between them.

At first, Yin Qinghe thought these two sisters had already fallen for him, but hadn’t expected that Qin Yu was actually a principled person.

She had overheard Lin Qianqian raising the issue with Qin Yu, but Qin Yu always replied with comments that made her head spin.

"Shuishui is still too young, it’s not appropriate."

"She’s your younger sister; how could I treat her like that?"

"I’m good to her because I see her as my own little sister too, nothing more."

That girl, Lin Shuishui, although a bit younger than Zhao Mengli, was definitely at the age to be married.

If it weren’t for seeing how close Lin Shuishui was to Qin Yu, Yin Qinghe would’ve thought Qin Yu just wasn’t interested in her.

Could it be he likes them older?!

This disciple appeared very respectful, but in reality, she could still feel his gaze occasionally and somewhat intentionally drifting across her body.

There was just a bit of... naughtiness!

But after all, that was only human nature.

In Yin Qinghe’s view, Qin Yu wasn’t some perverted creep—if so, that little girl Lin Shuishui would have been devoured long ago.

However, what struck her the most was last night...

Qin Yu didn’t come back, and the Lin sisters kept whispering together. Their feelings for Qin Yu really touched Yin Qinghe’s heart.

Her judgment was correct: Qin Yu valued emotions and loyalty. He hadn’t abandoned someone others would see as a burden, his "old rice wife".

But, to keep him at Danxin Herb Hall, there still seemed to be something missing.

If you only rely on benefits, those benefits run out, people drift apart.

This kind of thing happened all the time!

So, Yin Qinghe couldn’t answer her daughter’s follow-up question.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously glanced at Zhao Mengli.

"Mom, you’re not really going to marry Li’er off to Brother Qin, are you?" Zhao Mengli suddenly sat up and asked.

"Uh..."

Yin Qinghe admitted, she’d just had that fleeting thought, but had never considered sacrificing Zhao Mengli’s happiness to keep Qin Yu.

However, just her slight pause made Zhao Mengli’s eyes widen in shock, "So it’s true!"

Yin Qinghe was about to explain, but the girl went into a fluster, "Mom, after all Li’er is his senior sister, isn’t that kind of improper..."

"But, Brother Qin really is outstanding, he’s the most talented I’ve ever seen."

"Mom, do you think if Li’er and Brother Qin got together and had a child, would their child be even more gifted..."

"What should we name the child?"

Yin Qinghe fell silent on the spot.

Well, then.

Already thinking about the child’s name!

She was so caught off guard she couldn’t even react for a moment.

Li’er likes Qin Yu now?!

Looking at the girl’s bashfully joyful face, Yin Qinghe felt a jumble of emotions, not knowing what to say.

Still, not gonna lie, Qin Yu was handsome, especially his unprecedented talent with Spiritual Power...

A young girl like Zhao Mengli developing a crush on him was completely normal.

Though she felt that if her daughter ended up with Qin Yu, it would benefit Danxin Herb Hall the most, Yin Qinghe still felt like her precious cabbage was being stolen by a pig—and that didn’t feel great.

[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 14 (Initial Acquaintance)]

Qin Yu was stunned for a second.

What’s going on?!

He really hadn’t done anything at all.

Tch!

This shiniang’s (master’s wife) thoughts are truly unfathomable.

After refining some tonics and eating them, Qin Yu immediately felt revived!

...

Main house.

In the end, Yin Qinghe didn’t say anything else.

Let things take their course.

Besides, Qin Yu was definitely a great match. Even when he wasn’t wealthy, he was willing to give his wife Spirit Stones.

Zhao Mengli snuggled back down.

She tried to grab hold, but found the food pouch was so big she couldn’t grab it with one hand.

Glancing down at her own, she couldn’t help feeling a bit envious, "Mom, why can’t mine grow bigger like yours?"

Actually, she was by no means small...

It’s just that compared to Yin Qinghe’s little watermelons, they weren’t quite on the same level.

"Pa!"

Yin Qinghe smacked that naughty little hand away without mercy, giving her own collar a sideways glance.

She really didn’t get what there was to be jealous about. This thing... isn’t it just a burden?!

Made it so she couldn’t wear any of the clothes she liked.

But there was nothing she could do about it.

Born like this, not something she could control. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Mmm mmm!..."

A gust of night wind carried a faint, whimpering sound. Instantly, Yin Qinghe’s body shivered, and she instinctively crossed her legs together.

"Huh?"

Zhao Mengli heard it too and asked in confusion, "Mom, why does it sound like someone’s crying?"

Before Yin Qinghe could answer, she sat up straight and got out of bed, heading towards a window.

"Don’t!"

Yin Qinghe was about to stop her, but as her words fell, the window was pushed open.

Those "crying" sounds immediately drifted into Zhao Mengli’s ears, and in an instant, her delicate face flushed red.

"Bang!"

The girl quickly slammed the window shut.

But the sound from the night wind still made its way in through the tiny cracks. Even covering her ears, she could hear everything clearly.

"Ah!"

Zhao Mengli dashed back to the bed, dove into Yin Qinghe’s arms again, as if that could block out all those sounds.

Yin Qinghe held her tight, biting her lips, her eyes filled with frustration.

Can’t they ever just settle down?!

I was telling him to go relax for a bit, but this is how he’s relaxing?!