Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 20 The Tears of the Goddess
"Miss, with the bedroom like this, I will definitely not be able to sleep. The servants are going to clean up the room that the lady in the front yard has been vacant. Miss, go there tonight and make a living?"

Hongxue looked at the corpses and blood all over the place, with nowhere to go, her face turned slightly pale with fright.

"Well, let's clean up."

Xie Cijiu nodded, turned to Jiang Jin and said, "Please trouble Uncle Jiang to find some people to deal with the corpse."

"Yes." Jiang Jin ordered a few people from the guards he brought on the spot to let them deal with the aftermath. He gave Xie Cijiu a look.

Xie Cijiu was thinking about going to see the flowers, but he didn't notice.

Jiang Jin: "..."

He had no choice but to cough: "Hey, Miss, I have something to discuss with Miss at the end."

Only then did Xie Cijiu look back at him: "Yin Shuang, please ask Uncle Jiang and Jiang Lu to sit in the front hall, I'll be right there."

"Yes, General, Major General, this way please—"

Jiang Jin had no choice but to follow her first.

Xie Cijiu turned around and went inside to get clean clothes, and when he passed by the table, he hugged the flowerpot in his arms.

After she entered the side room and closed the door, her face immediately changed.

With no outsiders around, she no longer concealed her worry. After carefully placing the flowerpot on the table, she bent down and gently touched the wilting leaves, "Mother? You saved me?"

Yan Zhihui: Our family is really smart to say goodbye to wine.

He thought feebly.

Xie Cijiu didn't get an answer, and felt even more flustered, "Mother, are you still there?"

The voice of Princess Yongning, who was fearless and fearless, trembled slightly.

Yan Zhi choked back, was she afraid?
"How can I save you? Mother?" Xie Cijiu felt helpless for the first time in her life. On the battlefield, no matter how seriously injured she was, she never frowned.

But now seeing that the gardenias that were in full bloom were completely lifeless, she felt that she couldn't breathe smoothly.

Yan Zhihui looked in his eyes, distressed and helpless, but if he could speak, he wouldn't rush her like this!

It's all because of that old bastard Ming Mingzi, when he goes back, these debts must be recovered from him!

Xie Cijiu lowered his head, and pressed his trembling lips against the yellowed petals, "I'm sorry, mother, I'm the one who's useless."

What fell with the voice was a crystal clear teardrop.

It fell round and round on the petals, and flowed into the center of the flower along the gap.

Yan Zhihui suddenly felt a burst of cool divine power pouring into his limbs along his lips.

Yan Zhi replied:!

That's right, although Cijiu has sealed his divine power and memory due to the calamity, but the characteristics of being a spiritual creature of heaven and earth are still there.

She shed tears because of emotion, and she was inadvertently contaminated with divinity, which is a great tonic for herself now!

The dry nerves were nourished, Yan Zhihui's soreness and exhaustion were swept away, and he was able to gather a little bit of strength.

He lifted the petals with difficulty, pressed it against the side of Xie Cijiu's face, and gently stroked it back and forth.

"Mother?!" Xie Cijiu was taken aback for a moment, then straightened up in surprise, "Are you alright?"

Yan Zhi shook the leaves.

"Great." Xie Cijiu's mood instantly improved, and he looked at the flower body carefully, "It seems to be more energetic than before, why?"

Yan Zhihui: Because of your tears just now.

But this probability is very low, not every tear has this effect.

He thought about it, and suddenly thought of it.

Xie Cijiu saw a leaf trying to stretch out, and then ticked at himself.

Thank you wine: "?"

She moved closer suspiciously, feeling a little weird in her heart.

(End of this chapter)