The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

After hearing this, Mianmian smiled and joked, "With your strength and ability, it will definitely be no problem for you to accept a disciple. Besides, the way you flew through the air when you saved them just now shows that you are extraordinary. As long as they are not stupid, they should agree."

Mo Luyi smiled and shook her head, then glanced at the two people on the bed and said softly, "Let's wait until they wake up tomorrow and ask them. They are too tired now and need a good rest." After that, she gently stroked Zhuo Yue'an's forehead, her eyes revealing a hint of tenderness and concern. This child should have been the young city lord of Qingfeng Langyue, growing up in an unrestrained environment with both parents. Unexpectedly, he ended up in that dark river and fought to the end. If it weren't for his strong talent, he would have died in an unknown corner long ago.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window onto the bed, and Zhuo Yuean slowly awoke. He rubbed his eyes and turned to find his father lying quietly beside him. Zhuo Yuean's heart tightened, and he quickly sat up. He carefully placed his finger under his father's nose, feeling his breath. When his fingertips touched the warm, gentle scent, Zhuo Yuean felt a heavy weight lift from his heart, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

At that moment, Zhuo Yuluo also sensed the movement around him and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at his son, and his memory gradually returned, recalling everything that had happened yesterday. He saw those familiar figures fall before him one by one, and an endless sorrow welled up in his heart. Zhuo Yuluo's eyes gradually reddened, and tears welled up in his eyes. He and his wife had fought tooth and nail to protect their son and get him out of danger, but in the end, his wife left him.

Zhuo Yuluo looked at his unharmed son, his heart filled with emotion. He still remembered the woman who had descended like an immortal to save them; her presence felt like a dream. Zhuo Yuluo turned around and surveyed his surroundings, only to be surprised to find the room spotlessly clean, completely spotless, unlike the mess he had seen the day before.

Then, he looked at his own and his son's clothes. Although they were still torn, they were clean. All of this made him feel very surprised. Zhuo Yuluo was now full of doubts. He murmured softly: "What on earth is going on..."

At this moment, the door slowly opened, and Mo Lvyi walked in lightly, holding a hot breakfast in her hands. She noticed that Zhuo Yuluo and Zhuo Yuean had woken up, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. She asked with concern, "You are finally awake. How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"

When Zhuo Yuluo saw that it was Mo Luyi who came in, he quickly pulled his son out of bed, then quickly bent down, bowed with both hands, and expressed his sincere gratitude: "Thank you for saving my life, young lady! I am deeply grateful. If there is anything in the future that requires our father and son's help, I will do my best and repay your kindness at all costs!"

Mo Luyi smiled slightly and waved her hand gently, indicating that there was no need to be so polite. She explained, "You and your son have encountered misfortune, and I happened to encounter it. How could I sit idly by and watch?" Then, she gently placed breakfast on the table and warmly invited Zhuo Yuluo and Zhuo Yuean to enjoy it together.

Looking at the steaming delicious food, Zhuo Yuluo felt a warm current in his heart and felt endless warmth and care.

Zhuo Yuluo looked at the woman before him. She was dressed in white, as white as snow, with a graceful figure and a face as pure and elegant as a fairy. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This woman was not only beautiful, but also elegant and had an extraordinary aura that made him respect her.

"Miss, do you know where this place is? We saved you yesterday, but we haven't asked for your name yet." Zhuo Yu Luo asked.

"This is the temporary residence I bought before. You can rest assured and rest here. My name is Mo Luyi, and I am from Wangchengshan." Mo Luyi replied with a smile.

Zhuo Yuluo was shocked when he heard this. It turned out that the woman in front of him was actually the Heavenly Master of Wangcheng Mountain! He quickly bowed and saluted, saying, "So it's the Heavenly Master of Wangcheng Mountain. I really didn't recognize such a great person. Thank you for saving my life!"

Mo Luyi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "Don't be so polite, it's just a small favor from me. You can enjoy breakfast first." After speaking, she turned around and left lightly.

Zhuo Yuluo gazed at Mo Luyi's receding figure, a sigh of admiration lingering in his heart. This celestial master from Wangcheng Mountain possessed not only stunning beauty and a kind heart, but also superb medical skills. Recalling the serious injuries he had sustained yesterday, which would have normally killed him, he miraculously survived, all thanks to Mo Luyi's miraculous healing hands. Such superb medical skills were truly admirable.

After finishing breakfast, the two walked into the courtyard and immediately saw Mo Luyi sitting at the stone table outside, leisurely sipping tea. Mo Luyi looked up at the two of them and said with a smile, "Come over here and have a cup of tea. This is a medicinal tea I specially prepared. It will be very beneficial to the healing of your wounds."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yuluo hurriedly took Zhuo Yuean forward and thanked him gratefully, "Thank you very much, Master." Zhuo Yuean followed his father closely and echoed, "Thank you very much, Master."

Mo Luyi's eyes accidentally fell on the two people's clothes. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she patted her forehead and blamed herself, "Oh, look at my memory. I forgot to buy new clothes for you."

Mo Luyi stood up with a faint smile on her face, and said gently: "Please wait a moment, I will go to the town to buy some clothes." After she finished speaking, she jumped lightly, her figure as light as a flying swallow, and rushed towards the town.

Not long after, Mo Luyi returned to the house carrying some new clothes. She handed the clothes to Zhuo Yuluo and Zhuo Yuean and said softly, "These are some clothes I picked out. I don't know if they fit you well. Go try them on."

Zhuo Yuluo and Zhuo Yuean burst into tears of gratitude, quickly accepting the clothes and expressing their gratitude. After changing into their new clothes, they looked completely refreshed, their tired faces now radiant, as if they had become completely different people. Mo Luyi looked at them quietly, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, and nodded slightly.

At this moment, Zhuo Yuluo suddenly seemed to recall something important. He carefully pulled out a warm jade pendant from his bosom, held it in both hands, and handed it to Mo Luyi, saying sincerely, "This jade pendant is an heirloom from our family. While it's not expensive, it represents our sincere gratitude. Please accept it, Master."