"Ling'er, your body is really too weak..." Yan Shu babbled and put the tonic in front of her, "This is the medicinal soup sent by the head of the family. Just take it and you will be fine."
The strong bitter taste made Jiang Ling'er's mouth sour. She poured it into her stomach in one breath, and the residue of the medicine left in her throat made her cough.
"Slow down..."
The sun shines into the room from outside, and the dust in the light is flying all over the sky. The dead leaves outside the window were swept into a small pile in the corner.
Such a pleasant afternoon... seemed like a long time ago in her memory.
...It seems that I have been busy with something. What exactly are I busy with?
Jiang Ling'er sipped the sweet caramel that melted in her mouth, propped herself up and lay half on the bed, looking sideways at the flames of the medicine licking the medicine pot.
"Well, Lao Shizi Fu Feng, if I had known I would get you injured, I wouldn't have gone!" Yan Shu viciously punched the soft embroidered cushion with an angry look on her face.
"How did I get injured?" Jiang Ling'er's lips were so pale that they were almost transparent, and the gauze on her head was wrapped in layers, revealing a little blood.
"clang!"
The silver basin in Yan Shu's hand fell to the ground. She opened her mouth wide in surprise and shook her big hands from side to side, "Ling'er, you, you, you, you... you were beaten and lost your memory?!"
"It seems that I can't remember exactly how I got injured and what happened before the injury."
"That bitch!" The eight-foot girl stood up in a hurry, her hair stood on end, and her fair face turned red. "I'm going to find a prostitute today. I want to see what else that little bitch has to say!"
Jiang Ling'er quickly stretched out her arm to stop her, but was unable to straighten it because she was too weak. She coughed violently in anxiety.
"Cough cough cough, cough cough, Shu, Ah Shu, don't go, cough cough cough." The wound that finally calmed down for a while was torn a little by her coughing action, and blood oozed from the gauze on her head.
Yan Shu stopped hurriedly and quickly handed her a handkerchief, "My ancestor, what are you doing!"
The frail girl's eyelashes drooped, and there were two abnormal blushes on her pale face due to coughing. Seeing this, Yan Shu didn't dare to move, for fear that she would have another overreaction.
"Tell me first, Ah Shu... don't be in a hurry."
"You...well, okay. Do you still remember Jiang Yinxue, right?"
"Remember."
"She replaced the handyman disciple in your last duel to fight with you. Then, Ling'er, your talismans shocked everyone. On the spot, you were noticed by the elders of the outer sect of Fu Feng and wanted to accept you as their disciples. As a result, you were passed down by the headmaster himself. Come in...do you remember this?"
Jiang Linger paused and shook her head.
"Then Jiang Yinxue went crazy and smashed the talisman that Elder Jiang gave her to protect her on you. Fortunately, the headmaster came in time, fed you a Mingchen Pill, and personally escorted you back... …”
Yan Shu had a hint of admiration and yearning on her face, "The head of the family also said that when you wake up, Ling'er, you must go see him as soon as possible, otherwise the internal injuries will not be cured properly and the root cause of the disease will be caused. You are really a responsible person." Xiu, no wonder so many female cultivators admire him."
Jiang Ling'er smiled and teased: "Then did you just want to see him, or were you worried about my injury?"
"Bah, you heartless girl, you're actually making fun of me!" Yan Shu had a rare hint of shame on her face, and pretended to hit her, but in the end she didn't want to, and only patted her lightly.
"Beep beep beep..."
The identity tag hanging on the eaves of the bed lit up with bursts of white light.
"Hey, someone is coming outside the house." Yan Shu turned her head away curiously and walked towards the door, "I'll open the door."
Jiang Ling'er propped up part of her body again and sat up straight with her back on the bed.
There were rustling footsteps outside the door.
"Ling, Ling'er, who do you think is here?" Yan Shu's voice was a bit stuttering, and her tone contained a hint of excitement.
Zhao Xingyu wore a moon-green long coat, his cold and aloof eyes were calm. When his boots reached the edge of the screen, Yan Shu stopped him.
"It is passed down from the head of the family, how can a woman break into the boudoir without permission?"
He stopped, as if he felt this was too abrupt, so he took a few steps back.
"I have something important to ask Fellow Daoist Zhao, and we need to face each other... This matter is very important to me."
Jiang Ling'er hesitated for a while, then agreed.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, do you still remember what happened before you were injured?" Zhao Xingyu took a few more steps to the bed, squatted down, and stared at her with cold, raised eyebrows.
The two girls felt a sense of vigilance in their hearts.
"Zhao Qinzhuan, how could you say such a thing? Could it be that you are afraid that we will report your sister?" Yan Shu's face dropped, and the charm in her heart suddenly disappeared.
What the hell, this scoundrel looks like a human being!
Zhao Xingyu did not explain, and the meaning in his eyes was too complicated...
I don't know if it's her imagination, but I always feel that the male cultivator in front of me has a hint of...expectation?
Jiang Ling'er looked confused, and it seemed that she really didn't remember anything. The light in his eyes gradually faded away, and a slight hint of fatigue appeared.
Zhao Xingyu turned his back and said in a calm tone, "Junior sister Zhao, have a good rest. Xue'er did hit her too hard, and I have already punished her. As compensation, I can unconditionally agree to your request, as long as it is within my ability."
Somehow, an unknown anger arose in Jiang Ling'er's heart, "No, just Zhao and your sister don't bother me anymore."
He looked at her deeply, turned around and left without replying.
The token at his waist was reflected in the sunlight with a dazzling color.
"It's just baffling. What's your attitude? Are you here to apologize or to offend someone?" Yan Shu rolled her eyes and said in a strange tone: "Xue'er is really too harsh, ehhhhhh -"
Jiang Ling'er's eyebrows were filled with a smile, which gradually spread to her lips, "Oh, why did Ah Shu suddenly change her attitude and stop admiring him?"
"Bah, bah, bah!" Yan Shu was furious, stood up and patted her several times, "If you keep talking, I will really ignore you!"
"Beep beep beep..."
"Hey, why is someone here again? Who else is there?"
Jiang Ling'er shook her head and said she didn't know either.
Yan Shu opened the door and found Fei Yunlong, who had fought against her friends on the competition stage.
"Not senior brother?"
"Why, Junior Sister Xiao Yan, am I surprised to see your senior brother?" Fei Yunlong spread out the fan in his hand and said with a smile.
"I'm quite surprised. You are the rumored Fei Yunlong who never goes to the Three Treasures Hall without incident. My Ling'er is injured now. What are you doing here?" Yan Shu raised her eyebrows and curled her lips.
"Hey, do you still have any dignity in your eyes? I am also your senior brother after all!" Fei Yunlong was a little annoyed and almost couldn't hold back the grace of shaking the fan.
"Junior Sister Zhao," he ignored Yan Shu's obstruction and walked quickly behind the screen, "Oh, Junior Sister Zhao, why are you injured so badly... This makes me so angry, Senior Brother. I will definitely catch that woman when I have a chance in the future. Give him a good beating!”
Jiang Ling'er looked at the two living treasures in front of her and smiled, "What are you doing to me, non-senior brother?"
Jiang Ling'er was about to get up and pour tea, but accidentally collapsed to the ground.
Fei Yunlong, who was closest to her, quickly helped her up, "Hey, it seems that this NPC has returned to normal... Lao Zhu probably won't cut me anymore..."
"Buzz——"
Jiang Ling'er felt as if something had hit her head, and a huge tree appeared in her mind.
The countless streams of light under the purple-black sky stimulated her consciousness.
"There is such a big loophole in Novice Village..."
"You're not an NPC?!"
"Don't ever tell anyone you can see this picture!"
Jiang Ling'er had a splitting headache and passed out.
