If you don't want to be abandoned, you must become useful.
That night, Xiaojun Mohuang took advantage of Di Lingtian's return and quietly hid the blood-stained clothes he had changed.
She planned to start by washing clothes for Di Lingtian to prove that she was not useless.
This gives more reasons to stay with Di Lingtian.
The next day, after Di Lingtian went out, she took the black bloody clothes and ran to the river to wash them.
As a result, Jun Mohuang put the clothes through the water, put them on the smooth stone floor and rubbed them twice, directly rubbing the hem of the clothes to pieces.
Jun Mohuang raised the tattered hem and opened her mouth in surprise. Obviously, she herself in the dream did not expect this situation at all.
She picked up the torn clothes and turned back three times with each step, and returned to the cabin very anxiously.
It's over, it's over, Di Lingtian will definitely drive her away now.
On the way, Jun Mohuang wanted to dig a hole and bury his clothes several times to cover up his crime.
But when he thought about Di Lingtian's surprisingly good memory, he would definitely find that one piece of clothing was missing.
If he found out, she would definitely be kicked out.
It would be better for her to admit her mistake herself, and maybe there would still be a chance of survival.
With this small hope, Jun Mohuang hung the clothes on the branches of a spiritual fruit tree in the yard to dry.
She also transplanted several spiritual fruit trees in the yard. These trees grew crookedly and almost to death, which showed that her transplantation was not successful at all.
Jun Mohuang hugged her knees and sat in front of the cabin, waiting anxiously for Di Lingtian to come back.
Finally, after dark, Di Lingtian returned to the courtyard covered in blood.
"What are you doing sitting here?"
When Di Lingtian saw Jun Mohuang sitting on the threshold, his tone was extremely cold and dissatisfied.
"me… "
Jun Mohuang was thinking deeply about how to obtain Di Lingtian's forgiveness.
It wasn't until he walked over and made a sound that he realized it.
She sensed the dissatisfaction in his tone and jumped up immediately.
Jun Mohuang glanced at the robe on the branch that had been washed to pieces by her.
After nightfall, the luminous pearls embedded in the walls emit a soft luster, illuminating the entire courtyard.
The robe hung on the branch was particularly conspicuous.
Di Lingtian had already followed her gaze.
When he saw the current state of the black robe, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly, showing an expression of disbelief.
"Yes... I'm sorry, I ruined my clothes in the wash. I really didn't mean it. I just wanted to help and make myself useful so that I wouldn't be kicked away... "
This was the first time Jun Mohuang saw this look on his face. She shrank her neck and begged him not to be angry in a pitiful tone.
Di Lingtian didn't answer, his blood-moon-like eyes were staring at her for a moment.
Di Lingtian's gaze was extremely penetrating, like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Jun Mohuang's heart, analyzing the secrets in her heart layer by layer, as if he wanted to see through them.
Jun Mohuang's heart trembled under his scrutinizing gaze.
Why is he looking at her like this? It's over, he must be angry, and he wants to drive her away.
She was homeless again.
She didn't want to go back to the spiritual palace and live the same life as before.
Jun Mohuang gritted his teeth and felt a surge in his heart.
She met Di Lingtian's gaze, stood on tiptoes, put her lips to Di Lingtian's face, and wanted to kiss him quickly.
She was nervous and failed to stand firm, her feet staggered, and when she was about to touch the target, her body dropped a few centimeters.
(End of chapter)