Mated at First Sight

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?Chapter 159: 153 Chapter 159: 153 Since when did they start to trust her, rely on her so much? It’s probably been a long time, perhaps since the first glance, or maybe when they were doubting the relationship between her and her cousin then came to understand the relationship between them. They couldn’t really explain it.

…

A little while after Mu Lin left, Yue Qiao came in front of them and asked, “The person you guys were just talking about, is it Jing Chen, Lord Jing?” In this large military camp, everyone referred to him by that nickname when talking about Jing Chen. The reason they referred to him respectfully is that he deserved it.

You could say that here, Jing Chen can swagger around as much as he wants to.

Zhou Yicen nodded, “Yes.”

“Mu Lin is actually that close with Lord Jing? Incredible.” Ye Xiwen exclaimed.

“Hmm.” Jing Youlan nodded faintly, finally returning to his senses, “My brother, he likes Mu Lin very much.” He paused before adding: “Actually you’ve all seen him before, the person who ambushed us on the first night of our field training last time was my brother.”

They looked at each other in disbelief.

No wonder that person was so skilled at that time, it turned out to be Jing Chen!

However, regarding Jing Youlan’s saying that Jing Chen likes Mu Lin, they could totally feel it; because the legendary Lord Jing and the Jing Chen they saw during the day and night are like two different people.

And just now… there’s actually nothing more to say.

…

In the small house deep in the back hill, as soon as Mu Lin arrived, Qiaozi had already flapped his wings and flew in front of her.

“Qiaozi?” Mu Lin looked at Qiaozi, who cooed twice.

“Is he inside?” Qiaozi nodded, he’d been there for a while.

“How is he, is there anything… abnormal?” Mu Lin asked.

Shaking its head, Qiaozi indicated that nothing was wrong. Perhaps it’s because Qiaozi can’t tell the difference between the normal and abnormal Jing Chen.

However, it did feel a slight change with Jing Chen.

Why? Because Jing Chen used to bring food for it whenever he came here, but not today.

Tapping its little head, Mu Lin said, “I’m going inside.”

Qiaozi nodded, then flapped its wings and flew away after seeing Mu Lin enter.

Of course, it’s going off to forage. It… suddenly felt hungry.

…

Entering the house, Mu Lin didn’t see Jing Chen in the living room. She moved towards his room only to find it also empty. She frowned slightly and turned to head towards her own room.

In Mu Lin’s understanding of Jing Chen, she wouldn’t go look for him in the bathroom. Because no matter how upset he is, he wouldn’t hide there. There was only one place left then… her room.

Indeed!

Upon entering the room, her eyes were met with a tall figure leaning motionlessly against the wall. He seemed to be a bit curled up, looking somewhat rundown, and nothing like the person she recognized.

At least he wasn’t desolate enough to sit in a corner.

But why on earth was this guy squatting in her room? He has his own room.

She didn’t want to think about it. Mu Lin advanced towards Jing Chen.

Hearing the noise, Jing Chen didn’t look up. He knew who it was.

Only Mu Lin and he knew about this place. By sound and smell alone, Jing Chen would know it was Mu Lin. At this moment, the faint scent of herbs on Mu Lin wafted into Jing Chen’s nose, making his heart feel less stuffy.

…

“Why are you hiding in my room?” Watching Jing Chen, Mu Lin’s first sentence was not comfort but interrogation.

Looking up at Mu Lin, his handsome face showed a calm expression, “The smell in here is better.”

Jing Chen was speaking the truth. The moment he stepped in, he didn’t hesitate and walked right in. Although Mu Lin rarely stayed here, she came to bathe almost every day. The room was already filled with the scent of herbal medicine that belonged to Mu Lin.

Mu Lin seemed somewhat helpless at Jing Chen’s answer. At this moment, Jing Chen appeared like a child, pure and…sad.

She took two steps forward and sat down nonchalantly against the wall next to Jing Chen, her knees propped up and closed, both hands nested on her knees, her chin resting on her left wrist. She casually asked, “How did the mission go?”

The atmosphere in the room fell silent for a moment, but just a brief one before Jing Chen replied, “It’s done.”

“That’s good.” Mu Lin said, but didn’t give any words of comfort. She only looked at his wounds and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Jing Chen shook his head; for people like them, getting hurt was a common occurrence and they had all suffered more severe injuries than this one, so what counted as pain? Shouting out in pain was a luxury for them and during missions, their wounds were often the easiest to overlook.

“How about I dress your wound? It’s going to be troublesome if it gets infected.” Mu Lin asked casually; there was a doctor at hand, not using her would be a waste. This time, she, the Poison Doctor, came voluntarily. They wouldn’t need to search for her in the rain on the mountain just like last time.

Jing Chen hesitated for a moment before nodding, “Alright.”

If Mu Lin had not mentioned it, Jing Chen might not have thought about dressing his wound today. Perhaps this was the punishment he originally meant to give himself.

Mu Lin got up and moved towards the table.

This was where she concocted her medicines. Although there might not be much here, she had numerous finished, semi-completed, and raw materials for her herbal medicine.

Bandages, towel, hot water, and the wound medicine she’d previously concocted; Mu Lin crouched in front of Jing Chen, placing the items at her side, and ordered, “Take off your shirt.”