Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 186 Teacher Baicao Wearing a Mask [8]

【Teacher Baicao wearing a mask【8】】

Xin Yi thought about it seriously and said, "Well, let me take your pulse first."

"Oh." Diudiu held out his wrist guiltily.

Xin Yi stretched out his hand and gently put it on Diu Diu's slender wrist, and quietly took the pulse with his eyes lowered.

The platform, which was still extremely lively just now, fell into a moment of tranquility.

Even the sound of the rushing rain seemed to be abandoned in another space at this moment.

In the strange silence, Diu Diu stared closely at Xin Yi's calm eyebrows, his nervous heart ran into his throat.

The rest of the people also stared at Xin Yi quietly.

Even Tang Juanyu, who was sitting alone on the edge of the platform, couldn't help but quietly pricked up his ears.

It seemed like a long, long time before Xin Yi let go of his hand, looked at Diu Diu with a strange look in his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled wryly: "I'm really ashamed, Xin Yi is not good at learning, but I can't feel the pulse of little sister Diu Diu, I'd better wait for my master to come and feel the pulse of my junior sister myself."

Diudiu felt even more empty after Xin Yi's weird glance.

I think Senior Brother Xin Yi must have seen that she was pretending to be sick, but the good-tempered Senior Brother Xin Yi was too embarrassed to expose her face to face, so I had to push it to his master...

But Yun Wuya and the others looked at Diudiu with even more serious eyes.

Diu Diu feels that their eyes are like looking at a terminal cancer patient who has been given a critical illness notice, and they almost mourned for her...

Alas, but who can understand her heartache at this moment?

Just because of a small unconscious lie, she had to bear such a heavy psychological pressure.

If time could be turned back, if God could let her do it all over again, she must tell them that she was just unlucky enough to go mad...
The sky and the earth are misty and rainy, and the medicinal fragrance in the incense cauldron quietly spreads with time.

The noise of the rain, the curling green smoke, if not for the sudden appearance of the man wearing the bronze mask, such a quiet and beautiful picture seems to be eternal.

First, Yan let out a terrified scream, and then everyone followed her gaze to the tall figure standing silently in the flower hall.

Wearing a large moon white robe and a transparent gray gauze jacket, the tall body is extremely thin, making the robe look like it is put on a slender hanger, looking empty.

(End of this chapter)