Shui Miaomiao manually loosened the gauze wrapped around her neck. She only said a few words during this time. She was sweating slightly. The wound still didn't hurt, but if the movement was larger, it would be affected and cause difficulty in breathing. doorpost
Playing with the snowball in his hand, Shui Miaomiao slowly sat down on the chair in the corridor. The falling snow was getting heavier and heavier. Shui Miaomiao didn't know that it had been snowing for several days. The golden light attached to it was getting darker and darker. The snow was already falling. Close to pure white, the world naturally tinkers with and hides everything that happens.
So Shui Miaomiao still thinks the snowball in her hand looks good. By inputting a little spiritual power, the snowball can shine and spin, reflecting a picture of falling snow.
Although the sculptured beauty is more beautiful than the naturally complicit one, the former shows some sincerity of Xian Yanxianzun, while the latter, who can know its meaning.
Shui Miaomiao has not yet recovered from the incident in the palace. She does not want to think about Wen Renxian, Leng Ningchi, and Liaoyan Medical for a moment. The result of thinking is only sadness and fatigue. Suddenly, she wants to be like Xianyan Xianzun. Climbing up to the roof, watching Feixue and having a few drinks, but thinking about his current situation, he would definitely not be able to steal Si Yan's medicine wine. He would only be able to poop with Si Yan, so he told them to save their worries and sit on the porch. , silently watching the snowball in his hand.
The sound of "rustling" came from someone stepping on the snow. Shui Miaomiao only raised her eyelids slightly, ignoring who came, and continued to stare at the snowball in her hand.
Based on the fear that suddenly arose in his heart, Shui Miaomiao had already concluded that the only person who would get the result was Xian Yanxian Zun.
Even if Shui Miaomiao is not afraid of Xianyan Immortal Lord, some physiological instincts cannot be faked. To forget the nightmare caused by Xianyan Immortal Lord's blow is not simple and easy, let alone a snowball. Can make up for it. doorpost
Xianyan Immortal knew how terrifying his attack was, and Xueqiu was only trying to calm Shui Miaomiao's anger, so that when the Immortal Wenren returned, he didn't have to waste time trying to appease him. As for everything else, It's a trivial matter. If Shui Miaomiao was really afraid of him, he might be happy and why would all these troubles happen.
The sound was getting closer and closer, and out of safety instinct, Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but glance sideways.
With his hair tied and a crown, Xian Yanxianzun's entire temperament has calmed down. He is still wearing the same velvet-edged clothes, but no wind dares to blow, and the snow is still falling, and no piece of it has managed to fall on him. on the body.
Xianyan Immortal Lord came with steady steps, his eyes no longer blurry, with a gentle and indifferent smile on his face, as if the uninhibited and free-spirited person who just raised his head and laughed was just Shui Miaomiao sitting in the corridor. Take a nap in the field.
Fortunately, the snowball in his hand still had a somewhat realistic feel. Otherwise, Shui Miaomiao would definitely have made a snowball, and smashed it at Xianyan Xianzun's face with all his strength, which could barely relieve his anger.
"Little Junior Sister." Immortal Xianyan's voice sounded, and Shui Miaomiao shook her shoulders. There were many occasions when Immortal Xianyan would call her Junior Sister, or it meant being affectionate, but most of the time it was not a good thing.
Shui Miaomiao clasped the snowball in her hands, looked at Xianyan Xianzun generously and naturally, smiled slightly and nodded to indicate that she heard, is everything okay? doorpost
"Junior sister has been in coma these past few days. I have many things that I don't understand, so I hope that junior sister can clear up some of my confusion."
Shui Miaomiao blinked her eyes and looked innocent. Xianyan Xianzun was still surprised in his heart at Shui Miaomiao's cooperation. Then he saw Shui Miaomiao raised her head, stretched her neck, opened her mouth but did not make a sound, and then her face was filled with tears. He looked at Immortal Xianyan apologetically and raised his hand to cover his neck.
She was happy to share the worries of Immortal Xianyan, but she was still hurt. If Immortal Xianyan insisted on continuing to ask questions, she wouldn't mind squeezing a few tears.
Immortal Master Xianyan knew that Shui Miaomiao couldn't be so obedient, so he took a breath and adjusted himself. It wasn't that he couldn't find out what happened, but he just lacked details.
And Shui Miaomiao doesn't want to mention it yet, or maybe she hasn't thought about making up the lie yet. Anyway, her reason is on her neck at the moment. It is too inhumane to question a person whose throat was cut.
However, I don’t know who just angrily exposed where he threw the wine jar.
When Shui Miaomiao just raised his head, Xianyan Xianzun saw some blood stains on the gauze and had to give up. He didn't ask, Shui Miaomiao would come to ask him sooner or later, so he said, "Here at the wind outlet, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. The baby is getting older, so it’s better for junior sister to go back to the house to rest, as I’m afraid the fourth child will come looking for her soon.”
Not wanting to listen to Sijun's nagging, Shui Miaomiao accepted Xianyan Xianzun's kindness and nodded and stood up. Suddenly Xianyan Xianzun reached out and took away the snowball in Shui Miaomiao's hand.
"Hey, hey you." Shui Miaomiao closed her mouth and looked at Xianyan Immortal with resentment. Are you so stingy?
Immortal Master Xianyan couldn't help but laugh. He pulled out the hairpin on his head and used spiritual power to heat it, causing the hairpin to instantly turn into water and reshape it into a long stick with snowflake patterns engraved on it.
Then he grabbed the bird that made Shui Miaomiao look up to the sky, plucked out a few of its feathers, and twisted them into wool. Once the two were attached to the snowball, a lantern was ready.
"This is more convenient." Xian Yanxianzun handed out the freshly baked snowball lamp, "Although this thing is not cold, it is still cold. I am afraid that I will keep holding it in my hand for a long time. Please listen patiently. "
Shui Miaomiao took the snowball lantern with both hands and saluted Xianyan Xianzun. He wanted to express his gratitude and liking, but he remembered that he couldn't speak because of his personality, so he was a little at a loss for the moment.
Immortal Master Xianyan waved his hands and turned around and left first. After returning to the room, Shui Miaomiao hung the snowball lamp on the bedside, lay down on the bed, took out the Twin Jade and held it in his hand, feeling drowsy. Go to sleep. doorpost
She didn't know when Si Chu came to call her to drink medicine, and she had been doing nothing for nearly two days. Shui Miaomiao saw Yi Yi, reported something to Immortal Xianyan, and left in a hurry.
Shui Miaomiao firmly believed in everyone's safety, but she still didn't know what was in the cave.
The Second Palace of Snowfield? She only saw the ice palace in the sky, but she knew nothing about the scene in the cave, so she impatiently took it to the door of Xianyan Immortal Lord's house.
Immortal Master Xianyan smiled and invited Shui Miaomiao to sit inside. He looked at the gauze on her neck and asked with concern, "How is the injury?"
Shui Miaomiao touched her neck and slowly replied, "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for your concern. I'm fine now." Her voice was still hoarse but clear enough. In fact, she didn't need to wrap the gauze around it, but the thread at the suture had not been absorbed yet. The mark was really ugly, so Shui Miaomiao begged Sijun to have it wrapped.
"Can I eat it?" Immortal Xianyan pushed the pastries and fruits on the table forward. Shui Miaomiao shook her head and refused. She always had a foreign body sensation when eating, and she was unwilling to drink more porridge.
After a few words of greetings, they naturally talked about the changes in the snowfield. Xianyan Xianzun first started to talk about what he saw and heard when he brought back. doorpost
