In order to stay close to Hongyuxuan, Shui Miaomiao tried every means to find a topic.
Fu Lingjun didn't know why Sanshui insisted on staying here, but it was quite satisfying to see her racking her brains to find a topic.
It was obviously just chatting about trivial matters, but for some reason, Fu Lingjun didn't feel bored. Sanshui was quite cute after taking off the veil.
There's a warm feeling surrounding you that you can't bear to break.
I’m not pushing myself too hard, so I feel pretty good about myself! Shui Miaomiao felt that she had a good chance of getting married, so she drank some water to moisten her throat and kept working hard.
When he reached for the tea cup and was about to touch it, the tea cup slipped from the table and the tea splashed all over Shui Miaomiao.
"ah!"
Shui Miaomiao stood up from the chair and shook her skirt.
"Isn't it hot?" Fu Lingjun handed over the towel and waved his hand casually behind Sanshui.
"No."
Fortunately, the tea had cooled down a bit. Shui Miaomiao took the towel and stared at the table beside him suspiciously, and said to himself: "Why did this cup move on its own?"
"Then what? The surface of this table is originally slanted."
Is this a good excuse?
In order to show that she was considerate, Shui Miaomiao stopped staring at the table, but subconsciously glanced at the bamboo wall behind the table.
"Sanshui." Fu Lingjun suddenly shouted from behind, attracting Shui Miaomiao's eyes, "Can you smell the fragrance of flowers recently?"
"Do they smell like flowers?" Fu Lingjun asked inexplicably, but after thinking about it carefully, Shui Miaomiao said hesitantly: "It seems that I haven't smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms since entering this peach blossom garden, but I can obviously smell the fragrance of the food in the cafeteria."
"Then it seems that my diagnosis is correct. Show me your hand."
Fu Lingjun waved to Shui Miaomiao. Shui Miaomiao walked forward in confusion and stretched out her hand. Fu Lingjun placed three fingers on Shui Miaomiao's wrist.
"well."
Fu Lingjun sighed, took back his hand, and shook his head, "My medical skills are too poor, so I still can't be 100% sure whether it's Hundred Flowers Shame, but one of the symptoms of Hundred Flowers Shame is that I can't smell the fragrance of flowers."
"What exactly is Baihuaxi?"
"A poison that can make people fall into coma. If you smell it for a long time, you can die. If you only inhale a small amount, you will lose your memory for a period of time."
"Amnesia?"
Raising his hand, Shui Miaomiao stared at the gaps between his nails.
She remembered that on the day she first entered the Peach Blossom Land, there was a trace of pink thread stuck between her fingernails, but none of the four of them wore pink accessories that day.
The conversation, the gravel road, and the moon cave door all had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had already walked through them.
If it was really a shame, Shui Miaomiao could let herself live in the dark about what happened that day, but she couldn't involve Leng Ningchi and the others.
"Is there any solution to Baihua's shyness?" Shui Miaomiao put away the smile on her face, bowed to Fu Lingjun, and asked solemnly.
"If the poisoning lasts for a short time, it can probably be cured."
It's good to have a method, but how can I ask Fu Lingjun to help me? One hand touched the forbidden step that was transformed into water around his waist. He didn't know what Fu Lingjun was missing.
Shui Miaomiao kept saluting, but suddenly felt a pain in her calf, and she fell forward. What happened! Shui Miaomiao turned around in horror and hugged her calf.
My physical condition is so poor that I get cramps after standing for a while! But why does it feel like being kicked?
"Ahem." Fu Lingjun covered his face and coughed twice, then stretched out his hand to help Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao held Fu Lingjun's hand and looked around cautiously. When her hand hurt, Shui Miaomiao took her hand back and looked at the pinch marks on the back of her hand.
"I'm sorry, my hands are shaking, so I pinched Sanshui." Fu Lingjun immediately acknowledged it, "By the way, there will be some symptoms of Baihuasha, such as cramping and weakness in the limbs. I can try to relieve Sanshui for you. We’ll see, but there’s no guarantee.”
"Thank you Fu Lingjun!" Upon hearing that Fu Lingjun was willing to relieve herself of Baihua's shame, Shui Miaomiao immediately threw her doubts away.
"I wonder what Fu Lingjun needs." I can see if Shui Yingyin has any, Shui Miaomiao thought while touching her waist.
"I have all the things. I just need time to prepare them. I'll send you Sanshui back first. You'll come tomorrow."
"good."
Fu Lingjun made a gesture of invitation, and Shui Miaomiao walked towards the door.
Instinct told Shui Miaomiao that something would happen again. She closed her eyes and subconsciously used her mind. Then she panicked in her heart, stumbled, and fell to the ground face down.
"It hurts." Shui Miaomiao sat up from the ground, almost crying.
Shui Miaomiao fell down, but Fu Lingjun looked up reflexively, frowning dissatisfied. When Shui Miaomiao looked over, he regained his composure and lowered his head.
"The ground might be a little uneven."
Listening to Fu Lingjun's words, Shui Miaomiao wanted to laugh for a moment. She really tripped herself this time, but Fu Lingjun wanted to make excuses, so she just followed Fu Lingjun's words.
"The table is slanted and the ground is uneven. I don't know how the Xianmeng arranged a place for you, Fu Lingjun." Shui Miaomiao stood up from the ground, "Why don't Fu Lingjun go live in my east room? It is located in the center of the lake, with a separate courtyard. , the scenery is picturesque, the key is that the road is flat.”
Shui Miaomiao always makes surprising remarks by not taking the usual path.
Fu Lingjun didn't know how to answer it for a moment. In the silence, Shui Miaomiao heard a dissatisfied "hum" coming from beside him.
Regardless of whether it was an auditory hallucination or not, Shui Miaomiao's smile became sweeter and sweeter, and the bruise on her nose and face was nothing, "Fu Lingjun? Didn't you say you wanted to send me back to Dongyuan? I'm lost..."
"I thought you were really going to live in Dongyuan!"
As soon as he entered Hongyuxuan, Fu Lingjun heard a series of complaints and saw that there was no one around the room.
Sighing, Fu Lingjun raised his hand, caught a talisman seal in the air, and withdrew his hand, a person exactly like Fu Lingjun appeared out of thin air.
Master Jun crossed his arms with a look of dissatisfaction, "I'm surprised. You said this talisman can block the five senses. As long as I don't use my spiritual power, no one can detect me. How on earth do you do it every time?" Find mine exactly.”
"Have you had enough fun? I made the talisman specially for you. Naturally, no one can notice it, but there are always surprises. For example, I don't know where you are, but I can feel where the talisman is."
Fu Lingjun threw away the talisman in his hand and said in a more serious tone, "You really think Ansheng has had enough life, and you want to be caught by the people of the Hehuan Sect, right?"
"What did I do?"
Master Jun picked up the talisman on the ground and put it into his arms, with a nonchalant look on his face, "Tong Xian didn't even notice me that day, but that guy named San could have noticed me!"
"That's not what makes me angry. Do you know what it means to be someone else? If you're not careful, I might not be able to protect you!" Fu Lingjun turned around and looked at Master Jun with worry in his eyes.
"I know, I won't do it next time." Master Jun muttered, "Why do you say it's so serious? That guy named San is so ugly, with such a stupid look on his face, what can he find?"
"Shut up!" Fu Lingjun interrupted Master Jun's complaints and patted the handle of the wheelchair, "Don't comment on Sanshui's appearance."
"Why?" Master Jun looked at Fu Lingjun with a puzzled look.
"I'm afraid you'll be struck by lightning!" Fu Lingjun said, covering his heart. Why did he become more and more stupid as he brought up his younger brother?
Feeling distressed and out of breath, Fu Lingjun lay on the wheelchair with a pale face...
