Obsessively Raised by My Doll 142

Chapter 142

The moment Ningning said the two words “dual cultivation,” Lu Dieqing was dumbfounded.

In her spare time these past few days, she had also studied the jade slip in her mind and knew that there was indeed a path of “dual cultivation” in the immortal cultivation methods.

But…

It was precisely because she knew what it was that she blushed, completely caught off guard.

Lu Dieqing, her little face flushed red, was beautiful beyond words.

“We don’t have that cultivation method. How can we dual cultivate…”

Even if one wanted to cultivate, they had to obtain the corresponding legacy.

Through the jade slip, Lu Dieqing already knew some of the common knowledge of the cultivation world. She knew that the master’s inheritance was very important.

Perhaps in the Chaoying Kingdom and the Shan Kingdom, there were also some people with the talent of a spiritual root, but if they had no opportunity and did not obtain a legacy, they would only live a mediocre life for a hundred years, or even less.

Faced with Lu Dieqing’s reaction, Zheng Xuening just gently curved her lips into a smile.

“Not having it now does not mean we won’t have it in the future.”

Zheng Xuening’s long, black, and smooth hair framed her collarbones and fell to her waist. Her slender figure was not weak, but she had a natural, upright aura.

She had a combination of strength and beauty, which made her look exceptionally heroic.

And when her eyes were focused on Lu Dieqing’s face, that gaze also became full of penetration, completely seeing deep into the girl’s soul.

Lu Dieqing did not understand the meaning of Zheng Xuening’s words.

She knew that Ningning was never a person who acted without reason. If she said something, promised something, there must already be a clue and a shadow, and it was even set in stone before she would say it.

“Can you get that kind of cultivation method?”

A light of adoration appeared in Lu Dieqing’s eyes.

She and Ningning had both received the legacy from the forbidden land at the same time, but Ningning, whether in terms of cultivation progress or her understanding of the cultivation world, seemed to be more powerful than her.

Zheng Xuening slowly curved her lips into a smile, a rare trace of slyness flashing in her phoenix eyes.

“In a few days.”

Lu Dieqing’s curiosity was completely piqued. She didn’t even care about putting on her outer coat, but lay back on the bed, leaning against Zheng Xuening, like a soft and cute little cat, trying to act cute and ask for the details.

“Where are we going to get the cultivation method? Have we found another forbidden land where we can get a legacy?”

“Are we going out again?”

Ever since she had gone out last time, Lu Dieqing had found that her heart had become wild, and she would often miss the experience of last time.

Especially the abundant spiritual energy she had experienced on the island in the forbidden land. At the time, she hadn’t felt it, but after truly guiding qi into her body and returning, with the thin spiritual energy environment as a comparison, she knew how happy she had been to be able to cultivate on the island at that time.

No wonder the consciousness of the forbidden land had urged them to cherish their time on the island.

“What, you want to go out again?”

Zheng Xuening sat up slightly and helped to straighten Lu Dieqing’s soft, long hair.

Her little rabbit was cutest when she had just woken up.

Her smooth, long hair was not as neat as during the day, but it was precisely because of the few small tufts of hair that were sticking up that her almond eyes looked even more dazed and cute.

Watery, anyone who saw them would want to kiss them. Harmless and clear, one glance and you would never forget, and you would always remember it in your heart.

Lu Dieqing was too embarrassed to admit it, so she lay on Zheng Xuening’s chest and just blinked her eyes gently.

“You haven’t said it yet. Is there news of a new forbidden land?”

Seeing her so curious, Zheng Xuening was silent for a moment and then replied, “No.”

“You’ll know in a few days.”

Counting the days, it was almost her twenty-first birthday.

If Matron Zhang hadn’t been lying, then on her birthday, a cultivator would definitely secretly enter the palace.

But planning this matter naturally had some risks. Zheng Xuening did not want to involve Lu Dieqing in any danger.

Only when everything was foolproof, or when the matter was completely resolved, would she tell Lu Dieqing everything.

Seeing that no matter how she asked, Ningning would only say a few words and then stop, Lu Dieqing was so discouraged that she went to bite the other.

“Bad Ningning. You only say half of it and want me to guess.”

Though she said she was going to bite her, she couldn’t bear to use any force at all.

Lu Dieqing gently bit Zheng Xuening’s lips, her teeth only lightly touching them before she switched to her soft tongue and brushed past.

Seeing her like this, the light in Zheng Xuening’s phoenix eyes brightened.

“You want to discuss the Dao during the day too?”

She had just reached out to stroke the girl’s cheek when Lu Dieqing immediately jumped up like a little rabbit and moved away from the bed.

“Hurry up and get up. The academy is not on break today. We can’t be late.”

The things Teacher Jiang taught in the Caiyun Academy would often broaden Lu Dieqing’s mind. She knew that this was a process of enlightenment and did not want to miss it even once.

Seeing Lu Dieqing put on her overcoat and run far away in the blink of an eye, Zheng Xuening could only lazily get up.

Her head had completely stopped aching.

The chronic illness of the past dozen or so years had, since she had known Lu Dieqing, in less than a short month, completely disappeared, cured without medicine, as magical as a fate’s arrangement.

Seeing the little rabbit already up and washing, Zheng Xuening naturally would not laze in bed anymore.

They were staying outside the palace today. To go to the palace, they had to ride a horse themselves, which took a little more effort than usual. It was no wonder Lu Dieqing was in a hurry.

Zheng Xuening left the side room and ran into Lu He, who was burning the stove fire.

“Xuening, why don’t you have a meal at home before you go to the palace?”

Having had the experience of eating dinner and drinking together last night, Lu He now looked at Zheng Xuening with more intimacy, a genuine fondness as if she were looking at her own junior.

She was, after all, also a former royal descendant of the Shan Kingdom and had seen a bit of the world. She would not be so intimidated by Zheng Xuening’s status as the heir as to make the other feel uncomfortable.

If they were a family, on certain occasions when they were living their own lives behind closed doors, they had to forget the other’s status.

Some power held in one’s hand was for others to see. It was a deterrent and an honor, and even a mask.

But in front of real family, that layer of mask would usually be taken off, and only each other’s true faces would be seen.

Zheng Xuening felt Lu He’s kindness and pressed her lips together.

“Then I’ll trouble you, Uncle and Auntie.”

She actually had no experience of being a junior.

In the past, even in front of her father, the Emperor, she had maintained a rebellious personality and did not know how to speak softly.

But if the elder before her was Lu Dieqing’s most cherished mother, she would also give the same respect and treat her with as much courtesy as possible.

Lu Dieqing did not stay at home for breakfast. She rode her little date-red horse and galloped to the imperial palace.

Just in time for the meal, she grabbed two meat buns from the kitchen. Heedless of the heat, she ate them quickly like a stray kitten, chewing fast.

The Zuo Xiaoya sisters had specially waited for Lu Dieqing at the dining place. Seeing that she was late today, they teased her.

“You’re in such a hurry. Is Her Highness chasing you from behind?”

Lu Dieqing froze, then choked, coughing for a while, her little face flushed red.

Clearly, the other had just said it casually and had no other meaning, but she would think of why she had woken up late, and would also think of the dual cultivation method Ningning had mentioned before they left today…

The little girl’s face was so red, but under the worried gazes of the Zuo sisters, she still had to pretend that she had just choked on her food and that there was nothing else, and wave her hands.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing. I’ll just eat slower.”

Sob, sob, bad Ningning. Even if you’re not with me at the academy, you’re still in my head.

Just as she was thinking this, a voice suddenly came from her heart.

It was the little wooden doll in her sleeve—”How am I bad?”