Chapter 1320: There's Something I Need to Help With Land Yun tightly held the scissors, preventing an unexpected accident. Zhang Yunqian was startled, gazing at the sharp tip of the blade, her heart racing with fear. If it weren't for Land Yun's quick action, the scissors would have pierced Yingzi's abdomen, surely resulting in a bloody scene. A cold shiver ran through her body, and Zhang Yunqian breathed deeply, steadying herself. While Zhang Yunqian was visibly tense and fearful, Xue Hua Ying seemed remarkably composed. A subtle glow in her eyes—something only she could interpret—shone through. She barely noticed the scissors that had nearly pierced a blood-filled hole in her own belly, her gaze thoughtfully fixed on Land Yun, as if pondering something deeply. "Hummm... Xiao Yun, thank you so much for your quick action, otherwise..." Zhang Yunqian was deeply grateful. She always took great care of her skin, and if her own clumsiness had left a scar on Huaying's abdomen, she would have felt deeply responsible, even though they were close first cousins. Lu Yun smiled, lifted the scissors, and handed them back to Zhang Yun, saying, "It's nothing really. Just be more careful next time. These scissors are quite sharp—what if, by accident, they cut Huaying's abdomen? Then it would be just like undergoing a surgical incision, leaving a clear scar." Zhang Yunqian nodded eagerly in response. Meanwhile, Xue Huaying, completely unaware of the situation, chuckled and teased, "Cousin, are you jealous that Lu Yun is about to use his scissors to trim the grass from me, so you've gone all dramatic about it?" "That thrilling moment just now truly startled Zhang Yunqian no end. Now, hearing her cousin still able to laugh and tease her, she rolled her eyes with a scowl and huffed, "You dead girl! What's going on? How can you still be laughing at a time like this? If it hadn't been for Lu Yun, your stomach would have truly been cut by your aunt back then—I was so scared! And now you're daring to tease me? Do you think I'll let you off easy? I'll have Lu Yun step in and completely shave off every single blade of grass beneath your legs!" Xue Hua Ying's face took on a look of genuine fear, and she chuckled, "Alright, then—let me have your cousin Lu Yun take care of all the grass under me!" As she said this, she closed her eyes and spread her legs, truly waiting for Zhang Yunqian to begin raking the grass from beneath her. This time, Zhang Yunqian was genuinely stumped. She glared at her younger sister and then turned her gaze toward Lu Yun. Seeing that Lu Yun seemed distracted, she finally decided to speak: "Yun, aren't you about to go weed the garden of Hua Ying now?" Lu Yun snapped back to attention, glanced at Zhang Yunqian, nodded, and smiled. "Alright, it's about time. Qian-jun, hand me the scissors. I'll personally clear the thick patch of mountain grass growing right beneath Hua Ying's garden—smooth and neat. Then we can sit down together, eat our fluffy white buns, and sip the sweet spring water." With a glance from Lu Yun, Zhang Yunqian immediately handed him the scissors without hesitation, then settled down beside her, waiting to see what the landscape of her sister's garden would look like after Lu Yun had finished weeding. Lu Yun took the pruning shears and twirled them in his hands a few times, nodding satisfiedly to himself. "Well, these shears are sharp—should be able to neatly clear away the tuft of grass and weeds on Huaying's little mound without much trouble." With that, he settled himself into a seated position beside Xu Huaying, whose eyes were closed. His gaze settled on the dark patch beneath her abdomen. Gently, he brought the shears closer, and with a crisp *crunch*, a cluster of dark weeds snapped cleanly at the blade's edge, scattering loosely over her abdomen. A few of the more playful ones brushed against her snowy legs and fell onto the bedsheet. As Lu Yun began working, Xu Huaying's body visibly trembled—though she had made the final decision, there was clearly a sense of lingering emotion as the decades-old hairs, long cherished, were finally removed by his shears. Yet Xue Hua Ying merely trembled slightly, with no further movement, still closed her eyes, waiting for Lu Yun’s next move. "Yingzi, do you have any special sensation?" Zhang Yunqian watched as Lu Yun made the first cut with his scissors through the grassy patch on her cousin’s shoulder, yet Ying showed no reaction. With a sense of casual observation, Zhang quietly asked her question at Ying’s ear. "None," came Ying’s reply—a single word, revealing nothing about her inner thoughts. Zhang nodded once, then sat down with a slightly disappointed expression. Lu Yun smiled, using his left hand to gently pull a small tuft of hair, while with his right scissors, he softly and carefully trimmed along Ying’s lower abdomen, making sure to leave hardly any stray hairs behind. "Qian-jun, if you’d like to know what it feels like when I’m weeding, then after I finish weeding for Huaying, I’ll also clear the weeds around you." Lu Yun held the small tuft of hair he had just clipped, gave Zhang Yunqian a mischievous smile and said. Seeing Lu Yun's evil grin, Zhang Yunqian suddenly felt a jolt of fear, quickly waved her hands and said, "I was just casually asking. You only need to take care of Yingzi's grass—my patches aren't as lush as hers, so they won't go to waste." Lu Yun watched Zhang Yunqian's tense expression, laughed heartily and playfully remarked, "Then what are you still hiding for?" Zhang Yunqian was taken aback. When she heard Lu Yun would also be tending to her grass, she became so nervous that she clutched her little mound tightly with both hands, accidentally getting a handful of spring water on her sleeves. She quickly lifted her hands away from the mound and shook off the water. A few droplets landed on Lu Yun's clothes. With a gleam of mischief in his eyes, Lu Yun said to Zhang Yunqian, "Qian, why are you so excited? Is it because I'm tending to Huaying's grass?" "Seeing Lu Yun's intense, malevolent gaze, Zhang Yunqian trembled and said, 'Yun, I'm so excited because I saw you—this has nothing to do with you mowing the grass for Yingzi. By the way, is there something I can help you with?' Lu Yun's eyes flashed rapidly as a thought formed in his mind, and soon he nodded. 'Yes, there is indeed something I need Qianjie to help me with.' As he spoke, he placed the small tufts of hair originally belonging to Xue Huaing on the pillow beside the bed, then looked at Zhang Yunqian and continued, 'Qianjie, you've also noticed—mowing the grass is just like getting a haircut. If you don't wash your hair first, it ends up messy and all over the place...' Hearing Lu Yun's words, Zhang Yunqian immediately understood, and hesitantly asked, 'So you'd like me to give Yingzi a bath?'