Beauty in his mirror

Chapter 14

A cup of cold medicine was poured into the washbasin, covering the entire mirror.

Because the whole mirror needs to be soaked in it, this cup of cold medicine is a little dilute.

However, considering that a breath here can turn into a gust of wind over there, and a basin of water here can turn into a rain over there, will the diluted cold medicine here be more effective when it reaches over there?
Gu Yan couldn't estimate it, he could only bet on the beauty's luck.

Yan Lanxi found all the containers in the house and took half a pot of soup, which was still warm.

She knelt down sincerely and kowtowed towards the window, "Thank you, God Lord, for the medicine."

Gu Yan really wanted to curse, but seeing her pale and sickly, he forcibly held back.

Take it as atonement.

This thought came to his mind, and he couldn't help but think: I really have a conscience.

It was said outside that he only knew how to spend time and drink, and didn't know how to help his brothers. Even his own mother always said that he was holding back his elder brother, heartless and filial-it turned out that these people didn't really understand him!
In fact, he is a kind person!

He is risking his life to save people!After all, Du Hao said that when the barrier between two time and space is broken, unpredictable consequences will occur.

Gu Yan felt that his whole life had been sublimated, and that little unknown anger dissipated a lot.

Watching Yan Lanxi kowtow to him, it's not so annoying...

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After Yan Lanxi recovered from her illness, she set up an incense burner in the direction of the window to offer melon and fruit snacks, three sticks of incense on time every day.

It seems a little inappropriate for believers to be so pious and do nothing.

He remembered that Yan Lanxi was writing and drawing in the room, and his nose was always red with cold, so he bought a heating pad and put it under the copper mirror.

In this way, even if it's autumn on Yan Lanxi's side, the house will still be as warm as spring, so there's no need to worry about her catching the cold again.

After six or seven days, the body of the servant girl Suzhu was found.

She didn't go to the town at all, and she didn't even enter the city gate. She was robbed of her purse by a homeless man on the way, and fell into the river pond while being chased and pushed, and drowned.

Yan Lanxi cried bitterly, buried the poor girl, and asked Taoist priests to perform a supernatural act, so that the girl could have a good pregnancy in her next life.

Gu Yan felt that she was too honest, she was really a silly girl.

The servant girl was carrying the doctor's money, all of which were snatched away by the tramp, and the rest of the private money was spent for a penny less, and she had no income, so what is the difference between sitting and eating?
The people in her family will naturally not watch her starve to death, but life will definitely not be easy, as can be seen from the shortage of monthly money last time.

Gu Yan was really worried for her.

Sometimes Yan Lanxi heard him sigh and sigh. This young lady was sad, but her mood was open-minded and she was very open-minded.

She said: "Gods don't have to worry about believers. Because of the past life and the results of this life, if this disaster is destined, believers are willing to let go of the world and practice meditation to overcome this disaster."

Gu Yan thought to himself: It really has nothing to do with your previous life, it's all because of me that you have fallen to this point!

And seeing through the world at the age of sixteen or seventeen, isn't it a bit early?

Yan Lanxi asked: "I don't know what the god looks like? I hope the god will tell you a thing or two. The believer wants to embroider an embroidered image for the god and enshrine it at home, so that I can always be by my side in the future."

Gu Yan rubbed his chin, "I...cough, cough, my appearance..."

He turned on his phone and looked for a selfie.

"Hmm... eyes, eyes are... deep, nose bridge is high, face... is as firm as a knife..."

Yan Lanxi said with a smile: "The appearance of the emperor must be wise and martial, extraordinary and refined."

Gu Yan looked at his own photo and murmured, "It's okay..."

Yan Lanxi spread out the paper on the table and drew the embroidery samples first.

Seeing her working so hard, Gu Yan felt very relieved.

It didn't hurt in vain.

(End of this chapter)