Good Luck:Dear,Come

With a smile, he scratched his head. "Ha ha, it's not that he can see clearly. It's just that when he got up this morning, he could see clearly the outline of the objects around him. He could also see clearly the detailed places close to him. He didn't feel like he only felt light before.

Kang An seemed to be stunned. He stepped back and then said with a smile:" ha ha, Congratulations, master, I don't know what kind of medicine Shifu is taking. I know the residual poison in my body so quickly! "

Taking care of his own happiness, he didn't notice Kang An's unnatural words. He also said gratefully, "thank you for your concern. In fact, this is something I can't figure out. Since then, my brother's master diagnosed me with self poisoning, saying that this poison has no solution. He used his internal power to suppress the poison in my body, but he never took anything "Pills."

"Well, it must be master Ji. He has his own image. I wish he had his own." The more he laughs, the more he looks farfetched.

"Ha ha, maybe it is!" Laughing and echoing, she couldn't tell why, so she had to take the change as the poison.

At this moment, he said something to her and explained to her.

It turned out that Lord Kang asked him to go to pianting after noon. It seemed that he had something important to explain.

She was in a good mood. As long as she didn't kill and set fire, nothing was a problem for her. After listening to Kang An's words, she quickly expressed her thanks to him, "I know, there's manager Lao Kang!"

"No, I'll be busy..."

"I won't send the housekeeper..."

Looking at his far away back, I always feel that kang'an gives her a strange feeling, but I can't say why. However, I didn't feel that I couldn't see him before. Now when I face him, looking at his eyes, I have a kind of unspeakable depth. When I think about it carefully, the eyes seem mediocre and absent-minded.

Heart to experience, but feel that there is a very deep surface, there is not easy to see, like a snake spitting in the dark, silently watching everything.

After a simple grooming, she went out of the room and planned to go to the kitchen. When she passed the next room, she stopped. She didn't know whether she was curious or whether she was still looking forward to Lin Haitao. She looked inside.

Although the courtyard is not very big, it is elegant. I only see the servant girl, but I don't see Lin Haitao.

Thinking of the loss of control in the face of Lin Haitao last night, I regret that I tried to test him last night. Looking at the curtain pulled down from the closed room where he lives, I feel a little lost.

"Master, are you looking for the little prince?"

A servant girl about thirteen, four or five years old came up to her and asked her. After looking at her, she could see that she was wearing a red dress. She was a little far away. She couldn't see her appearance clearly. But she looked like a smart person.

Busy salute way: "sister courtesy, I was passing here, think inside looking chic, stopped to wait and see, don't want to disturb sister, is really sorry!"

The servant girl said with a smile, "ha ha, I see what the master said. You are a noble man invited by the Lord. It's our blessing to be a slave to work for the master. In the past, Zimo could take the master in to have a look, but today it's no good..."

He asked curiously, "why not?"

Purple Mo looked around, walked forward a few steps, some carefully said: "yesterday I was afraid that the little prince was cold, this morning I was lazy, we little prince afraid is to face, just don't let him sick things reported to the Lord, also don't let to ask for a doctor, now the room waiting for the sisters but anxious!"

Don't know why, Zheng Zheng ground stands, the heart closed tightly next, suddenly said a sentence, "last night made him suffer cold?"

When Zimo saw her like this, she thought that she was thinking about how to tell the Lord about it. She cried and said, "master, you don't want to harm Zimo. I heard that everyone said that master's dishes are good and people are good. I just told you that."

Back to the God of busy return to purple Mo comfort smile, "ha ha, see what you say, how is that kind of person, you don't worry, if your little prince is just a little cold, you just need to get him hot water bath, do some ginger porridge to drink, don't need to find the doctor to make so laborious."

Purple Mo listened to the way that said, the eye showed happy color, "really? If you can get well, you will be a great help to all the slaves in our house! "

It's also based on her experience that she tells her to make ginger porridge, but it reminds her of Jue Chi. In those days, a bowl of ginger porridge and a ring stick

She some suddenly, silent in the scene of that year, eyes hair God, but like a purple road.

Looking at her in Zimo's eyes, her face is white jade, her skin is soft and pearly, her eyes are stars, her eyes are full of melancholy, her nose is red by the cold wind in the morning, which shows her delicate and delicate beauty. Zimo's heart is beating. She can't help but lower her head and rub her hands with the silk handkerchief.

"Master, do you have anything else to do?"It was like the sound of being tired of honey, which made the whole body shiver, and a soul stirring came back quickly.

"Er, it's OK. I just had a look. I don't want my sister to be so friendly to others. This is the best harvest this morning. But please rest assured. I will never tell you about the little prince. I'll make ginger porridge myself and send it to my sister later. Please relax!"

The woman's heart of Zimo was so powerless that she fell into the enemy. She said to her in a soft voice with a coquettish voice: "that Thank you, master

Looking at Zimo, who suddenly changed in front of him, he felt his brain buzzing, and his heart sighed, "er This girl How did it change so fast? "

Zimo pushed open Lin Haitao's door, "little prince, this is your ginger porridge for dispelling the cold!"

Looking at the quiet little prince, Zimo is a little uneasy. I don't know why. Today's little prince feels too quiet for her.

Although the little prince always makes people feel very far away, it is because of his identity. He is a little cold, even arrogant, with the mystery and nobility that no one can pry into. Even though he is just the righteousness that the prince has just recognized, in private, the slaves regard him as the little Prince worthy of the name.

But today's quiet is not the same, such a quiet less momentum, like losing the vitality of life in general, and the pale face, just secretly look at one eye, purple Mo's heart trembled, secretly surprised: "really don't report to the Lord?"

This is Lin Haitao's obsession. The reason why he is so weak today is that he uses his true Qi to detoxify her.

At the moment, he is sitting on the chair with exquisite workmanship. Some cool sunshine lightly sprinkles on his pale face, which makes him more quiet and weak. He slightly raises his eyelids and glances at Zimo, who is standing there and doesn't talk nonsense.

"On the table!" After a pause, he continued to say to Zimo, "don't mention my illness to the Lord!"

He spoke, still sparing words like gold, light, but with an irresistible dignity, purple Mo is very worried to see him, see he closed his eyes to rest, also dare not speak, secretly vomit under the tongue, whispered to: "yes, purple Mo wrote down!"

After Zimo left, he reluctantly walked to the table. It was these steps that made his forehead exude sweat. As if he was uncovering the treasure box, he carefully uncovering the cover of the porcelain cup, and the strong ginger fragrance overflowed. The porridge was thick, and the rice grains were soft and smooth. It showed that the porridge maker was very attentive and tolerant to fire. Looking at the cup in front of him My smile is on my lips.

"The same as before!"

Ginger is very strong, mixed with fine glutinous porridge, light with spicy feeling. From the moment it enters the mouth, a warm current slowly spreads away, adding a little warmth to the cold body because of weakness.

Although he is very weak at the moment, he has no strength all over, but this cup of porridge makes his eyes twinkle, like the clear stars in the night, noble and elegant, and his eyes are full of tenderness and smile.

"You are the only one in the world who is worthy of this porridge!"

But the ginger porridge was in a mess. As soon as he settled down, the colic that had just been suppressed in the earth's heart God Dantian broke out again. The pain of being evacuated from his body made him frown. He wanted to swallow the porridge, but he didn't want to stir his chest. His Qi and blood surged up, and the blood mixed with porridge vomited out of his mouth.

The hand that sticks to the copper spoon suddenly loses its strength. With a bang, the copper spoon falls to the ground. His eyes are empty and his surroundings are distorted. Before he loses consciousness, he only has a cup of steaming ginger porridge in his eyes and a bright smile in his mind.

I heard her saying to him, "Chueh Chi You are the first to eat the dishes I cook in the future... "

The only thing in the room was the porcelain cup. The copper spoon fell on the floor, the porridge in the spoon spilled on the marble floor, but Chueh Chi fainted quietly at the table.

It turns out that last night, Chueh Chi wanted to pull out the poison from his body as soon as possible, but because he didn't have martial arts skills, he couldn't bear all his real Qi at once. As a result, he took the real Qi back into his body again. Once the real Qi came in and out, he could make fun of it from time to time. If it wasn't for his deep internal power, and he had eaten many miraculous medicines that master sought to improve his internal power, he couldn't get it right last night and save his life No, even he would be possessed, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

In the morning, when the big maid came in, she saw his white face without a trace of blood color. She was so scared that even the copper basin she was holding fell to the ground. He had to walk from the bedside to the couch, pretending that it didn't matter.

And this ginger porridge is another cause of his coma. Originally, his blood and Qi were in disorder, but he was told that he would be sent porridge.