"..."
The cold look on Lu Peifeng's face was a bit unbearable. Just when Song Mingyuan thought he was going to stop talking again, it took a while before she heard him hold back two words: "Believe."
"What did you say?" Song Mingyuan blinked at him in surprise, as if she didn't hear him clearly at all. In fact, she was about to laugh out loud.
Lu Peifeng looked at her steadily, silently. His eyelashes were like crow feathers, and his eyes were as bright as paint. He had lost his usual coldness and sharpness, and looked particularly pure and quiet.
Song Mingyuan was sitting on pins and needles under his gaze. She turned away her eyes and bluffed: "What are you looking at? Reach out!"
How could she be guilty? What was she guilty of?
She had already treated his injuries, so what was wrong with teasing him?
Thinking of this, Song Mingyuan became confident again and pulled Lu Peifeng's hand over without waiting for him to make a move.
With their palms touching each other, the spiritual power is transferred bit by bit, catalyzing the medicinal effect of Qi Qi Dan.
Lu Peifeng only felt a slight warmth in his palms, and soon the chill in his body was driven away. His body felt like it was soaked in warm water, and a comfortable and warm feeling penetrated his limbs.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the pain from the wound gradually disappeared and a slight itching arose, which was a precursor to the wound healing.
Such a miraculous effect was unparalleled even by the top-notch golden sore medicine Lu Peifeng had ever come across.
Lu Peifeng thought, rather than preferring that Song Mingyuan was not the original Song Mingyuan, he was more inclined to believe that she was a person from another world who had inadvertently invaded Song Mingyuan's body.
Only in this way can we explain why she has Song Mingyuan's appearance and so many incredible things.
I just don’t know what kind of world she originally lived in?
By the time Song Mingyuan opened her eyes, Lu Peifeng had already withdrew his probing gaze.
"Okay, if you try it again tomorrow night, it should be almost good, but to avoid arousing suspicion, you have to put on a disguise."
She couldn't imagine what it would be like for Lu Peifeng to be an actor. Song Mingyuan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pretend, so she took out another bottle of pills.
"This can cause loss of energy and blood and disorder of meridians. You should take it tomorrow morning. Take one pill a day, no more."
After watching Lu Peifeng, Song Mingyuan went to see Lu Peian. He was kicked by the jailer this morning. His whole stomach was bruised. Although he had been given medicine, he still looked shocked.
The little guy was smeared with ointment prepared by Mrs. Lu’s mother’s family. During the lunch break, Mrs. Lu’s fourth smeared it on him once.
Song Mingyuan took out the Blood Stasis Pill of the same grade as the Yiqi Pill. This pill has the effects of stimulating menstruation, activating blood circulation, dispersing blood clots and relieving pain.
She had read a lot of alchemy books, but she had never practiced elixirs. The reason why there were so many elixirs of different grades in the space was because a certain alchemy practitioner had taken away her medicinal plants. She had robbed several of his medicinal plants. The results of a medicine hall.
Later, that alchemy cultivator joined the army that was chasing her, saying that she had stolen the divine medicine, the most sacred treasure of the Divine Doctor Sect, bullshit! She has never even seen what the sacred grass looks like!
In order not to take the blame, she emptied several of his medicine halls in a fit of anger.
Compared with the turbulent days in the world of immortality, Song Mingyuan felt that life here could no longer be comfortable.
"Here you go, jelly beans!"
Lu Pei'an believed it to be true, so he took it and put it in his mouth to chew. His whole little face suddenly wrinkled up with bitterness.
"Sister-in-law, you are lying."
Song Mingyuan's face was not red but her heart was clear: "What I said is that the name of this medicine is Tangdou."
Lu Peian sighed and said stupidly: "Really? Then the name of this medicine is too untrue."
He didn't even doubt the medicine.
Song Mingyuan laughed out loud. She catalyzed the effect of the medicine for him and touched his head, "Go to sleep. You'll be fine when you wake up."
The little guy's mood suddenly became low, and he lowered his head and said gloomily: "Sister-in-law, I can't sleep. I miss my daddy."
"Ning Ning wants it too."
"Sister-in-law, can our father come back?"
Several little guys had red eyes.
Darkness can magnify a person's fragility. No matter how strong he appears during the day, he is still just a half-grown child. How can he not be afraid when something like this suddenly happens?
Listening to the slightly choked voices of the children, Mrs. Lu's heart ached.
How could she not suppress the longing for her son in her heart and not even dare to mention it.
For them, no news is actually the best news.
The ladies of the Lu family could not bear the sourness in their hearts and secretly wiped their tears away from their faces.
"Those who can come back, as long as we live well, we will be able to reunite with them one day." Song Mingyuan wiped away the tears of the little ones.
She flipped through the book of stories at random. If she had known that she would travel through time, she would have read it carefully word for word.
At this moment, apart from knowing the outcome of the Lu family and that Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu were still alive, she didn't really have much other information.
But it's always good to have hope. If all of them were killed in battle, Song Mingyuan couldn't imagine what kind of blow the Lu family would have to bear.
Hearing what the sister-in-law said, the kids felt a little more at ease. The sister-in-law was so powerful, she said that if daddy could come back, he would definitely come back.
With such inexplicable and strong trust, the children, who had been tired from running around for a day, soon couldn't hold their eyelids open and fell into sleep.
Song Mingyuan was practicing her spiritual power while adding charcoal to the fire. She could only use formations to isolate a small part of the cold air. Using space consumed too much spiritual power and could not sustain long-term operation.
But now that I am wearing cotton clothes and there is a fire, it is not very cold.
It was quiet all around, except for the charcoal fire that spattered sparks from time to time. Under the light of the fire, the family curled up and slept soundly.
As the night got darker, the slight sound of being trampled on the snow came. Song Mingyuan's ears twitched and she opened her eyes almost at the same time as Lu Peifeng.
Someone is coming this way.
The two of them looked at each other and said nothing. Instead, they closed their eyes again and chose to remain silent.
Soon, several sneaky black shadows appeared near the camp, and Song Mingyuan secretly opened her eyes to take a look.
The faces are familiar, but I can’t pronounce their names, but I’m sure they are members of the Lu family.
Their goal was very clear. As soon as they arrived, they went straight to the place where they kept the food. They obviously came to steal things.
Seeing that the other party was about to rummage through their things, Song Mingyuan picked up the thick firewood next to her and threw it hard without thinking.
With a muffled sound, the wood directly hit the back of one person's head, and the person screamed in pain while covering the hit area.
"Okay, you dare to steal our things!"
Mrs. Lu San was awakened from sleep. She was startled when she saw the figures standing in front of them. When she realized what they wanted to do, she immediately became angry.
She picked up the wood on one side and rushed forward.
Several other ladies were also awakened by her angry voice. When they saw a few people turning around in fear and trying to run away, they stood up and shouted: "Stop! Quick, catch the thief! Don't let them run away!"
They were not afraid either. Thinking that these people almost stole the food they depended on for survival, they became angry.
Some of the ladies were holding wood, and those holding spatulas were holding spatulas.
Even Mrs. Lu, who had always been soft and weak, looked around, found a stone as a suitable weapon, and rushed forward.
