For more than 20 years, Bai Changyue has heard countless sighs and denials. This is the first time she has heard the words "Nengzhi". Now she realizes that this sentence is so beautiful, even more beautiful than the rustling sound of the spring breeze blowing through the leaves. Beauty, more sweet than the sound of a brook flowing by.
She was so excited that she wanted to say something but couldn't say it.
Yan Fei understands her feelings very well, but she also knows that great joy and sorrow can easily hurt her body, so she teased and said, "Congratulations to Changyue, if you are stubbornly ill, you must come to my Rouge City as a guest, and then I will definitely sweep the couch. welcome."
Bai Changyue wiped away her tears and sat up straight, as if the momentary gaffe didn't exist, her face was stained with a two-point smile, and the looming pear vortex on her cheek was very cute: "Okay."
Seeing that her mood improved, Rong Xian stood up and retrieved a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the room. She held the pen in a calm and steady manner, and the handwriting in her pen was also very strong.
The names of the medicinal herbs were written all over the paper, and there was always a slight smile on her lips. The whole person was like a fine ink painting, which was pleasing to the eye.
Putting down the pen, Rong Xian flicked her sleeve across the paper, and the ink was instantly dried. She handed the paper to Bai Changyue and solemnly said, "This is the medicinal material you need to cure you. If the medicinal material is collected, I will It will refine the anti-living pill for you. Your body is already decayed, and although the anti-living pill has no effect of reviving the dead, it can turn the dead energy in your body back into life and bring it back to life."
After a pause, she said with a slightly heavy tone: "But your cultivation will dissipate when you recover. Of course, you can repair it again, which does not affect your aptitude."
There was a hint of apology in her clear eyes: "Although I'm just a mortal, I also know that the cultivation of cultivators is the most important. But I can't keep your cultivation, sorry."
Bai Changyue held the paper in both hands as if holding her own life, heavy and cherished.
Hearing Rong Xian's words, she folded the paper, put it in her arms, and said seriously, "Doctor Rong, you don't have to feel guilty, I am grateful that you were too late, you saved my life, I thought that as long as I could survive, it was enough, but I didn't expect to be able to regain my cultivation, thank you, Doctor Rong."
Rong Xian's brows eased, and she seemed to be relieved, "I can feel relieved in this way."
With her attitude, she couldn't see that she planned to disappear and leave Bai Changyue to fend for itself.
Rong Xian took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Yan Fei, saying, "Although City Lord Yan's internal injuries are not serious, there are a lot of hidden injuries in his body. This healing pill will be given to the City Lord to help City Lord Yan recover from his injuries."
Yan Fei didn't refuse, she just put it away without saying a word.
Joke, Rong Xian is the number one doctor in the world, the medicine she gave out was definitely a good thing, and she didn't think she had a long life, so of course she had to put it away.
"Thank you, Doctor Rong." Yan Fei's tone was clean and neat, just like her.
Rong Xian raised her lips and smiled. After dealing with the two, she calculated the time and said, "It will be dawn in two hours. Miss Bai and City Lord Yan are not feeling well, so they should go back to rest early. Master Xiaoyuan on the left. It is in use, the room in the courtyard on the right has everything, and it is considered clean, so the two of you can go there to rest temporarily."
Bai Changyue and Yan Fei knew each other well, and after expressing gratitude to Rong Xian, they left the courtyard and walked towards the next door.
Rong Xian sent the two of them out of the small courtyard, and looked at the back of the two leaving together, her smile was indifferent, and her eyes were sympathetic and peaceful, like a piece of warm beautiful jade, filled with traces of fairy energy, in the mist, as if Divine descends to earth.
Bai Changyue, who had her back to her, suddenly turned to look at Rong Xian, just to meet those clear and pitiful phoenix eyes, and the whole person was stunned.
"Bai Changyue?" When Yan Fei saw her footsteps stopped, she glanced back subconsciously, and saw Rong Xian smiling gently at her, warm like a spring breeze.
She sighed and said, "Let's go."
Bai Changyue nodded and followed her towards the yard, and there was a rare silence between the two.
After a while, Bai Changyue spoke first, and she said with a complicated expression: "I originally saw Jun Cong falling in love with Rong Xian, but I also thought that if there is a chance, it would be better to bring them together, the provincial Jun Cong has been thinking about it. But now it seems that a character like Rong Xian will not like Shang Juncong anymore."
Yan Fei shook her hand in the mist, her eyes darkened: "Rong Xian likes everyone, and no one likes it. Her heart is too big, and she always cares about the whole world, not just one person. People, you are afraid that it will be difficult to get what you want."
Bai Changyue couldn't help but laugh and sigh: "If one day Rong Xian will fall in love with someone, because of that person, she can't help but act like you and me, and she won't have today's bearing, and I will inevitably feel a little regret in my heart. ."
Yan Fei sneered, but her expression became lonely: "The word love is the most difficult to understand."
Just like you and I, both fell in love with Ling Juncong, but Ling Juncong fell in love with not only one person.
Every time I want to give up, I can't help it.
Bai Changyue looked stunned and said, "Rong Xian is different from us."
Such a person does not belong to the mortal world at all, and it is difficult for anyone in the world to be worthy of her. No matter who it is, it will be painful to fall in love with such a person.
Because she doesn't belong to anyone, she deserves to stand on the cloud.
In her eyes, all living beings are equal, and there is no difference between gods and humans, flowers, and grasses.
Why should there be an existence that makes Rong Xian dream and can't help himself, that existence will break Rong Xian's supreme master, it should not be.
If Rong Xian begins to have selfish intentions, her grandfather is no longer, and she is dyed with the color of red dust for someone, just thinking about it, she feels that it is an irreparable sadness.
Therefore, let Rong Xian stand at the highest place and watch the world, and no one should pull her down from the altar, not even Lingjun.
Whether they like it or not, they all agree with them from the bottom of their hearts, and Ling Jun is never worthy of Rong Xian.
The smile on Yan Fei's mouth was stained with bitterness: "You can't meet too amazing people when you are young, otherwise you will not be able to live peacefully in this life, and your life will become mediocre in the future."
After the two left one after another, Rong Xian looked abruptly into the distance, her brows stretched, and the corners of her brows and eyes were full of joy.
It smells bloody! The magic door has already started.
This bloody smell comes from different people and different breaths. Although it is very light, it has been gradually deepening.
After tonight, those things that she disliked will never exist.
Xiao Qianjie, which she took for granted as her own territory, will also be clean, and there will be no more disgusting scum.
Rong Xian's eyes were still clear and clean. Different from her shocking tolerance before, she was even more indifferent and aloof at this time.
Then she turned and walked towards the room, the scorching flower was destroyed, and after dawn, she would sink into the darkness again.
Well, just before dawn, settle everything.
Rong Xian: Sorry, I accidentally brushed the favorability of the big stallion harem (￣▽￣)~*
(End of this chapter)