first concubine

Chapter 291 I have become a demon. 2
San'er was even more sad, and wiped her tears and said, "It's hard for a doctor to save himself."

Qiu Yinong pondered for a while, then Zhongyi said, "I once studied medicine with my teacher for a while, Saner, I'll go and see her."

Yaoxi immediately took a look at Qiu Yinong.

She was sent to Pingnan County since she was a child. Not to mention studying medicine there, she couldn't even guarantee food and clothing. When did she learn medicine?

She thought that Qiu Yinong was lying to San'er so that San'er would let Qiu Yinong in.

However, what she didn't know was that Qiu Yinong had indeed studied medicine, or in other words, it was Zhao Zishi who had learned it.

When she was young, she worshiped Gao Ni Duannian, followed her to practice Buddhism, and became a lay disciple.

Gao Ni Juannian is deeply loved by her father, she often travels outside, and when she returns to Jian'an City occasionally, she will come to the palace to teach Zhao Zishi to practice Buddhism, understand world affairs, teach her medical skills, and talk to her about outside things.

However, she was naughty when she was young, and there were very few things she could learn.

When she got older, suddenly one day, Master Duan Nian refused to come.

The royal father sent someone to invite her, but she just replied: "The dust is too heavy to be redeemed."

Her words turned out to be a prophecy.

Qiu Yinong remembered that Bai Chan's name was also given by Master Duan Nian.

She said Zhao Zishi, even though she has practiced so many Buddhist teachings, she has never been able to penetrate the world, and her practice is in vain.

So she named her maid Bai Chan.

White Zen, white Zen, Zen, is also white Zen.

The master is the most intelligent, and has known her future for a long time.

This is destiny.

"Really?" Hearing what she said, San'er finally loosened up a little.

"Ah."

Qiu Yinong nodded, and with San'er's permission, she opened the bamboo door and went in.

Inside was the front hall first. She walked around the front hall and entered the back room. As soon as she lifted her foot to enter the door, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

There are windows in the bamboo house, and outside the windows are bamboos that are gently swaying with the wind. The bamboo knots are swaying, and some withered and yellow leaves occasionally fall from the bamboos, float into the house with the wind, and land on the floor under the windows.

The floor was smooth planks covered with a white blanket.

The man fell asleep lying on the side of the bed. He was dressed in a thin white satin dress, loosely spread out, and his curly black hair hung down the side of the bed.

A thin white satin quilt was put on her body, and it was carelessly but aesthetically pleasing to the edge of the bed beside her.

He lay there sideways, with his face facing outwards, a few tufts of soft blue hair fell on his pale face like jade, and his long eyelashes cast a circle of flickering light and shadow under the eyelids in the dim light of the sky .

A slender, thin and white arm slid out of the sleeve and hung down from the edge of the bed, with well-articulated knuckles resting on the carpet.

The thin shirt was slightly opened, revealing half of the man's white clavicle and shoulders. His appearance was not inferior to that of a woman's. It was so stiff that it made people blush.

The time in the house seems to have stopped, and the beautiful scenery makes the heart beat faster.

Qiu Yinong stood at the door, not knowing if she should go in, or should she stand like this?

There is a dilemma.

She always thought that if she met such a gentle and amazing man in her peaceful years, she would be extremely happy.

But now, it's hard to feel ups and downs in my heart.

The two sides struggled for a while, but Qiu Yinong still chose to walk over, and reached out to catch the man's hanging hand, so as not to wake him up, her movements were extremely light, and she touched his pulse lightly.

The temperature of the man's body was cold, and the warm and cool feeling spread from the fingers to the bottom of her heart.

Many people say that people with cold hands have cold hearts.

(End of this chapter)