I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Twenty-five Dragons (1)

The day to head out was drawing near.
With the previous experience, Mu Wanwan prepared a lot of things beforehand. 

First were the two silver coins that were needed to enter the city.
She was a little glad that she did not spend all the silver coins on meat that first time at the market.
Now, she had only two silver coins left.

The low-grade spirit stones had been used up by Mister Long when the pain was truly unbearable.
Fortunately, his tail had also improved by a lot during this period and had not continued to rot. 

Next were the burning grass and Bixing grass that she had entrusted the entire family’s hope for their future livelihood on. 

In the past two days, she nearly drained her body of wood spiritual energy to cultivate the seeds each time, and finally managed to finish cultivating all the seeds the day before departure.
It was just that seedlings still required a long time before they reached maturation, so she was unable to take all the successfully cultivated seedlings to the market this time.

Mu Wanwan made some calculations.
She bought a hundred and fifty burning grass seeds; omitting those that failed and those seedlings that still needed time to mature, she had a harvest of a whole hundred and eight stalks of burning grass.
As for Bixing grass, she had thirty seeds, and harvested sixteen. 

The burning grass she had just cultivated to maturity were much fresher and even slightly larger than the ones she had seen in the kitchen.
Bixing grass was a turquoise blue plant with two long, thin leaves that spread out to reveal a small, round, and translucent turquoise fruit in the middle.

Based on her common sense, this small translucent fruit was the essence of the entire Bixing grass.

Because there were still some Bixing grass seedlings at home, Mu Wanwan decided to trade all the mature Bixing grass and burning grass for money and seeds, and keep the ones at home for Mister Long’s nourishment after the Baizhen fruits were finished. 

As Mu Wanwan thought, she put everything she was going to take with her into the basket, then washed her hands.
When she walked into the room, her eyes inadvertently went to Mister Long’s direction——

Perhaps the spirit stones and Baizhen fruit she had placed next to him have been of some use.
The bruise on Mister Long’s lips have faded a little, and the colour of his tail also seemed to be slightly brighter—though, just very slightly. 

But at least he no longer looked as horrifying as he did when she first met him and currently seemed more like a dragon that was alive.

It was now nighttime.
The room’s lamps were lit; both the warm light and the dragon lying in bed made her feel less alone.　　

Mu Wanwan walked to the bed and sat down.
She took out the list she had previously written down in ink and said to Mister Long on the bed, “If everything goes well this time, the items can be sold for thirteen low-grade spirit stones.
After subtracting the cost of the next batch of seeds, we’ll probably be left with about a net profit of ten low-grade spirit stones.”

Mu Wanwan calculated softly.
Actually, it wasn’t that she really wanted Mister Long to know.
She just didn’t want to seem so lonely as the only person in the house.

“It’s already the end of October, and the days are getting increasingly chilly.
When the time comes, we would also have to buy some winter clothes and heating stones.” As Mu Wanwan continued to calculate, her head began to ache again.
“These things are not cheap… “

Mister Long lay quietly in bed, listening to her recite her plan for tomorrow and the things the house lacked.
He felt quite bad.
These days, the time he was awake was still very short.
Being conscious for half an hour or so was already considered pretty good. 

With the dual action of the spiritual energy Mu Wanwan fed him and his own efforts, he had finally connected the third piece of his broken original core.
In addition to lessening some of the pain and the curse, this also allowed him to move his right hand along with his wrist to a small extent.

Given another half-month, he might be able to open his eyes and see her with his own eyes.