You can feel the darkness from one side
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Girl
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Young Master FengjiuWords: 1149Update Time: 24/02/21 01:15:53
Bai Ling was so excited when he saw her: 'Why did you come here? I was almost tortured to death... Wuwuwu...'
Ye Qianning put her little hand to her mouth and shushed, did this guy want to attract everyone?
Bai Ling understood, and the fluttering figure stopped moving. He picked up the cage with his little paws and stared at her with an aggrieved look, as if he was complaining that she was late.
"It's not because you are just playful." Ye Qianning scolded.
However, it looks like the little thing is indeed quite haggard. His originally white fur is now dull and dull, and he seems to have lost some weight.
It seems that he suffered a little.
Bai Ling held the claws aggrievedly. She felt aggrieved and heard the scolding, so she held her little paws and turned away from looking at her.
"Okay, come out." Ye Qianning opened the cage.
Bai Ling sat still angrily.
Ye Qianning had no choice but to coax her and walked towards the inner room.
Lying on the bed in the inner room was an eighty-nine-year-old girl. She was quite delicate, her face was slightly pale, and her complexion was not very good. There were many capable people in the Yaowang sect.
With the life-extending elixir in my hand, can't I even cure angina pectoris?
Do you have to use Bai Ling's heart and liver as medicine?
"Ahem..." The person on the bed coughed slightly and opened his eyes slightly.
Ye Qianning hid the moment she turned her head.
"The little witch is awake, help me, the little witch is awake..." Bai Ling trembled all over, stretched out his claws to close his cage, and curled up in a ball.
"..."
Ye Qianning felt that it lacked IQ.
"Here comes someone." The voice was slightly hoarse.
The palace maid opened the door and came in: "Miss Yuan, you're awake."
"Ahem..." Yuan Xinyou coughed lightly and stood up.
"Miss Yuan, please slow down."
"What time is it?"
"It's time, Miss Yuan, do you want to get up?"
Yuan Xinyou raised his hand.
Seeing the situation, the palace maid immediately held her arms to help her up, and then knelt on the ground to put on her shoes.
Yuan Xinyou stood up, her eyes still a little confused, and let the palace maid change her clothes, then sat down at the dressing table.
Two more maids came in from the door, one carrying a basin and the other carrying a mouthwash.
After a series of treatment, it was comparable to the treatment of the Empress Dowager Cixi. Seeing how skillful she was, Ye Qianning was obviously used to being served. She didn't look like she entered the palace just before the birthday banquet.
At this time, Yuan Xinyou's sleepiness had dissipated. She opened her eyes and looked at the bronze mirror. The palace maid was combing her hair into a bun.
Through the bronze mirror, Ye Qianning saw a pair of gloomy eyes. Some people can shine by just standing and doing nothing, while some people can feel the darkness by just looking at them without doing anything.
Yuan Xinyou is the latter. Overall, she looks stunning at the age of eight or nine, but looking at those phoenix eyes alone, one feels indifferent.
If she closes her eyes, her alluring appearance will make people droop; if she opens her eyes, people will forget about her.
Beautiful, but dare not get close.
"hiss……"
Yuan Xinyou frowned slightly.
"This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die."
The palace maid who was combing her hair was so frightened that she turned pale and knelt on the ground.
The other three palace maids who were standing were also busy kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads as they knelt on the ground.
"I can't even comb my hair into a bun, so what's the use of my hands?" Yuan Xinyou said coldly.
"This slave deserves to die, please be kind to Miss Yuan." The palace maid kowtowed repeatedly.
"Here, take him out and chop off his hands."
"Miss Yuan, have mercy...Miss Yuan..."
Two guards came in and dragged the person out, and soon there were several screams.
The three palace maids lying on the ground were trembling with fear.
"Come and comb it." Yuan Xinyou pointed casually.
(End of chapter)