After reading the last word, Shui Miaomiao rubbed her sour nose and felt warm in her heart. She hadn't seen or heard from her for many years, but she didn't feel any strangeness at all. It was still so familiar. It seemed that it had accumulated over time. The slightest hint of tacit understanding is indeed a friendship worth a lifetime.
Shui Miaomiao exhaled a long sigh of relief to soothe her depressed mood recently. She put the jade slip into Shui Yingyin, leaned down parallel to the window sill and quietly looked at the bird jumping on the window sill, "You are so beautiful." Lan Er is much more lively, what should I call you?"
"You are a messenger, bringing news from thousands of miles away. I thought it would take a long time to get a response or that the Ice Blue Butterfly couldn't find Lan Jixuan at all. You are powerful. You can do it with just a few thin scents. If you can fly across thousands of mountains and rivers to come to me, I will call you Yun Waixin. If you don't say anything, I will take it as your promise."
Shui Miaomiao poked the little bird again, and received an affectionate nuzzle.
"Okay, Yun Waixin, you are not the same as Binglandie. Are you thirsty, hungry or tired? Let me see what I can find for you to eat."
Shui Miaomiao grabbed Yun Waixin, closed the window, washed herself briefly, left the room and knocked on Wen Renxian's door. Within a short while, the door opened and Wen Renxian stood in the room, fully dressed.
"Morning." Shui Miaomiao waved in greeting, thinking that it was not surprising that Wen Renxian might have woken up early, but that it was suspicious to wake up and not go out.
Wen Renxian nodded lightly in response to Shui Miaomiao's warm greetings, and then his eyes were drawn to her shoulder. A blue fluffy bird landed on it, and it would pick her up from time to time. of hair.
"This is Yun Waixin, and this is my master." Shui Miaomiao introduced each other enthusiastically. He raised his hand and stretched it out in front of Yun Waixin. There was a handful of millet in his hand.
Yun Waixin immediately began to peck at the sight, no longer disturbing Shui Miaomiao's hair.
After getting peace, Shui Miaomiao asked Wen Renxian enthusiastically, "Master, what should we have for breakfast? You can order it, I will do it."
Wen Renxian did not answer but asked, "Is this a kingfisher?"
Shui Miaomiao is in a particularly good mood today. Is it because of this bird? Where did it come from?
Shui Miaomiao's smile was so lively that no one could get enough of it, so every move she made was slow-played and recorded frame by frame in Wen Renxian's eyes. It seemed that he had not seen Shui Miaomiao like this for many days. Such a carefree smile.
"I exchanged it for the Ice Blue Butterfly." Shui Miaomiao answered generously, "Master, do you think it's a good deal? Compared with the Ice Blue Butterfly, the only thing it wastes is a bit of food, but it's furry and can be kneaded."
Looking at Shui Miaomiao, Wen Renxian also relaxed a little, "It's good if Miaomiao likes her, and she can afford to keep her."
"Then us." Shui Miaomiao stretched out his hand, and Wen Renxian stepped back half a step to avoid it, grabbing a handful of air. Shui Miaomiao was slightly startled, and immediately reflected on whether he had been too happy and had been rude.
"Miaomiao can just eat what she wants. I don't need those from Riri." Wen Renxian declined Shui Miaomiao's breakfast invitation.
"Okay." Not unexpectedly, Shui Miaomiao turned around, but with a feint, she suddenly looked back and stepped across the threshold, raising her hand to touch Wen Renxian's face.
Wen Renxian quickly grasped Shui Miaomiao's wrist and pulled it down, but the smile on Shui Miaomiao's face slowly disappeared and became filled with sadness.
This scalding temperature is not what a normal person should have.
Shui Miaomiao withdrew her hand, drooped it down and said with some disappointment, "Master?"
"No." Wen Renxian hurriedly explained that after Shui Miaomiao left last night, although he didn't sleep, he never tried to use his spiritual power. He just watched the sky outside the window getting brighter step by step.
He originally wanted to get up early and make porridge, but the fever came without any sign. He was afraid that Shui Miaomiao would be worried, so he stayed behind closed doors. Maybe he would disperse on his own after a while, but until Shui Miaomiao knocked on the door, The high temperature has not subsided even half a minute...
Fever has become a common thing. It was an adverse reaction caused by Wen Renxian after excessive use of spiritual power a few days ago. Now it can happen anytime and anywhere.
The temperature is not high, not as high as after using spiritual power. It comes and goes quickly. Wen Renxian's state is not painful or itchy, but Shui Miaomiao is still keenly aware that every time the fever strikes, it seems to
It will be one and a half degrees higher and last longer.
She didn't know how Wen Renxian felt, but Wen Renxian refused to show her discomfort.
Shui Miaomiao will no longer stop Wen Renxian from using his spiritual power to solve the cup of tea. The side effects are already so serious that it is meaningless.
Shui Miaomiao wanted to believe in Wen Renxian, but she had no choice but to believe, and she could only pray every day.
Today, Wenrenxian spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood evaporated as it fell to the ground, as if it was extremely hot, leaving golden traces on the ground. However, Wenrenxian's condition seemed to be a little better.
Shui Miaomiao, who was standing by, and this was her only stubbornness, quickly stepped forward to help Wen Renxian up, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth and the sweat from his cheeks with a handkerchief.
She tried hard to keep her smile and calmness, but the trembling in her voice revealed Shui Miaomiao's uneasiness, "How do you feel?" She was really afraid that Wenrenxian would lose control of her spiritual power.
But it has to be said that since I heard that Immortals have found a way, their spiritual power has never been out of control on a large scale, but the phenomenon of sometimes working and sometimes not working still exists.
"Much better." Wen Renxian felt a little relieved, a little excited at the sight of victory, and stretched out his arms to hug Shui Miaomiao.
That was really much better. Shui Miaomiao laughed and believed Wen Renxian's words. A hug that violated etiquette was more effective than Wen Renxian's ten "much better" words.
After a few breaths, Shui Miaomiao felt a little hot and struggled slightly, "Let's get up first. When we go back to the house, Master is doing some good breathing and breathing control. I'll make something delicious tonight. Master can't refuse this time."
"Yeah." Wen Renxian quickly let go of his hand, a hint of red flashing across his face. It was definitely his first time to embrace Shui Miaomiao so actively while he was awake.
Shui Miaomiao helped Wen Renxian stand up from the ground and walked towards the house.
"Tick tock!"
The sound of a drop of water falling to the ground was particularly harsh in this mountain forest for some reason. Shui Miaomiao looked sideways and saw Wenrenxian's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Shui Miaomiao originally thought that she was the one who was hot, because of that hug, but at this moment, in Shui Miaomiao's stunned blink of an eye, Wen Renxian became as if he had just been fished out of hot water, and his face was abnormally red. My eyes slowly closed and then opened with effort.
"Master!"
Wen Renxian completely lost his strength. Shui Miaomiao only supported him slightly and was too late to stop Wen Renxian from falling to the ground. However, he was still conscious and pushed himself up from the ground. But a simple movement made him panting and chest. Ups and downs like waves.
Hot, hot, Wen Renxian felt as if he was on fire, with fire floating on his body, burning him, and he was so uncomfortable that he desperately tore at his collar and sleeves...
