Song Mingyuan nodded and just took some medicine. There was nothing to be sure about.
Didn't she tell him yesterday that she would take medicine again tonight? Still need to be sure?
Lu Peifeng's eyes darkened slightly.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, she urged in a low voice: "You eat..."
Before the medicine was handed over, a shadow fell in front of her eyes, and her soft lips suddenly felt a touch of warm moisture. Song Mingyuan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her head suddenly became stuck.
? ? ?
what's the situation!
Song Mingyuan was dumbfounded. Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Lu Peifeng hesitated and moved deeper, taking her mouth and crushing her lips that were slightly open due to shock.
"Is it okay?"
He pulled away a little, and there still seemed to be a heart-stopping softness on his lips, and his breath was filled with sweetness.
Lu Peifeng's ears, half hidden in his hair in the darkness, were already red and bleeding, and even his breath was unsteady.
Song Mingyuan was so confused that she stumbled when she spoke for the first time: "I...I asked you to take medicine!"
What is he doing?
He actually...
She touched her slightly numb lips and was speechless for a moment. Did he think she wanted him to kiss her? What a dork!
Lu Peifeng was stunned for three seconds, and then there was a wordless silence. Then he slowly and stiffly pulled the quilt away, covering Song Mingyuan who was looking at him but hesitated to speak.
It seems that this can cover up the deafening heartbeat and the embarrassment and heat of the blood rushing to the face.
Song Mingyuan struggled to break free from the quilt and looked at him with eyes that looked at rare species, as if she wanted to poke a hole in his face.
He looked at the other person until he was stiff, then calmly handed the medicine over and said through a message: "Here, take it, do you want to kiss me again?"
Lu Peifeng mechanically took the medicine and drank it. These words made him wake up from a dream, and he turned around hastily.
"..."
Afraid of disturbing the sleeping people, Song Mingyuan buried her head in the quilt to hold back the laughter that almost burst out.
Hahaha, how could you have the courage to kiss her when you are so innocent?
Hahaha, just laugh her to death!
She couldn't help laughing and her shoulders shook slightly, which made Lu Peifeng very depressed and helpless. It took a long time for the heat on her body to fade away.
Hearing the disturbing and numb breathing behind him, he simply closed his eyes.
After a long while, Song Mingyuan couldn't hold back her laughter. She glanced at Lu Peifeng and saw that he seemed to have fallen asleep, then she gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
When passing by Lu Sining's bunk, he saw the little girl kicking off the quilt. He tucked her in carefully before opening the door and walking out.
Lu Peifeng opened her eyes as soon as she left. They were clear and clear, with no hint of sleepiness. He glanced at the door, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to respect her privacy and did not choose to follow her.
The courtyard was deserted, and a fire was lit in the shed near the door. Several of the officials on guard duty were so sleepy that they didn't even notice Song Mingyuan leaving the house.
Song Mingyuan glanced at them, then jumped onto the wall with her figure as light as falling snow, and rolled outside the inn.
Tonight, she was going to do something meaningful.
He found a piece of undisturbed land on the mountain behind the inn. Song Mingyuan used the space to seal off this small area, took out the marrow-cleansing pill and ate it, then sat in the snow and circulated his spiritual power to adjust his breath.
The pain of the widened muscles and veins gradually spread to the limbs and bones. After persisting for half a quarter of an hour, the impurities in the body were discharged bit by bit and adhered to the surface of the skin, condensing into a light layer of black dirt.
Song Mingyuan blocked her sense of smell in advance and waited until the last trace of the Marrow Cleansing Pill was absorbed before she waved a bathtub and filled it with hot water and jumped in to wash it off.
The spiritual power she had just cultivated was not completely sufficient to support her in using the cleaning technique, which meant that she had not had a pleasant bath since her home confiscation and exile.
Now that I have finished washing my muscles and cut my marrow, I have taken a comfortable hot bath. The skin all over my body has become clean and translucent, and I feel as light as a swallow.
Not only that, her realm has also jumped up a bit. According to her previous realm level, she is now at the second level of the First Spirit Realm.
But Song Mingyuan did not forget the real purpose of this trip tonight - to attract the spirit of the original Song Mingyuan.
After putting on clean clothes and lifting the blockade, Song Mingyuan tried to take out the ever-decorating lantern placed in the Lingbao Pavilion of Liuli Palace.
Perhaps it was because of his improved spiritual power that he took out the lamp easily.
The ever-burning lamp has the effect of attracting souls. She found this lamp after her father disappeared, but she never lit it.
This time, she turned the ashes of her original belongings into water to serve as lamp oil, and lit the lamp with almost no effort.
The delicate lotus lantern with a double-layer structure exudes a faint light, the fire is like a bean, flickering on and off, as if it may be extinguished at any time.
Putting the lantern in the middle of the snow, Song Mingyuan used the white snow as the base and concentrated on using wooden sticks to draw a complicated spirit-guiding array.
Once the magic circle was completed, the flickering flames of the spiritual lamp in the center became much stronger.
After a while, little stars of light converged towards the ever-changing lanterns from all directions, like hundreds of fireflies spreading out. In this silent snowy night, there was a different kind of thrilling beauty.
Soon, the dim light circled around a few times, and then merged into seven streams of light and poured into the ever-bright lamp, condensing into a translucent spiritual butterfly flapping its wings above the light.
Done!
Song Mingyuan felt relieved. This was the first time she had succeeded in attracting a spirit. She had only tried this method on her father and her original body.
The shorter the time of death, the greater the chance of success in lighting the eternal lamp to attract the spirit. With the help of the eternal lamp, the success rate is greatest in the first seven days.
It had only been four days since she arrived here, which meant that the original body had just died.
Before this, Song Mingyuan had never thought about letting her original body return here, but after hearing Xing'er's words today, she thought about it for a whole afternoon before finally making this decision.
However, she still decided to ask the other party about his wishes, so she gently held up the spirit butterfly on the lamp and asked: "Do you still want to live? If not, I can send you to reincarnation."
The spiritual butterfly was surrounded by a shimmering light, hazy and beautiful. After hearing Song Mingyuan's words, she flapped her wings and flew twice, and then stopped at her fingertips.
Song Mingyuan didn't understand what he meant and said, "If you want to, just flap your wings once. If you don't want to, just flap twice."
Under her gaze, Psylocke finally flapped its wings slightly.
If you want to live, that is the regret that there is still something unfinished.
"Then you have to follow me. You only have one soul and three souls now. You can't survive without me."
Spirit Butterfly fluttered its wings slightly again.
Song Mingyuan blinked: "But I have a condition. You must call me by your previous name in the countryside."
In memory, she used to be called Song Yuyan, but she changed her name later when she returned to the capital and entered the Tutor's Mansion.
Spirit Butterfly flapped its wings again, as if it could only do this one movement.
Song Mingyuan hesitated. Could it be that her soul was incomplete? She actually had no independent consciousness?
Song Mingyuan was a little unsure and tried to call out: "Dahua?"
