239: Lullaby

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Just when she was hanging on the edge of the bed, unable to get up or down, the mistress stood behind her.

"Sister Mianmian, don't move."

Just as Yun Mian was about to turn her head, two hands fell on her fleshy waist, and then she was picked up.

The mistress picked her up and put her gently on the bed. He said with a serious face: "My brother is here. He will take care of you. If you can't do anything, ask him for help. Don't show off."

Yunmian: "..."

The mistress lifted the quilt for Yun Mian.

"My hand is injured. I need to go to bed early to recover. Get in bed and lie down quickly."

The tone of command cannot be questioned.

Yunmian: "..."

At such a young age, my whole body smells like a domineering president. Is that really okay?

After Yun Mian lay down obediently, the mistress climbed onto the bed. To avoid pressing Yun Mian's injured right hand, the mistress lay down next to the bed.

Yun Mian was really afraid that he would roll over at night, so he sat up and stretched out his left hand to pull him in.

"Brother Chu, do you want to listen to a bedtime story?"

Yun Mian grabbed the mistress's arm and asked with a smile.

The spiritual spring water in the space has the effect of washing marrow and cutting bones. Her hand was so swollen that it took a week for her to take medicine. It delayed things too much. She had to go into the space to take a dip at night, so she had to tell a scary story.

Scare the brat around you to sleep.

After last night's experience, Yun Mian knew that the mistress was afraid of ghosts. When he heard ghost stories, he was so frightened that he crawled into bed and fell asleep after a while.

Hearing the words "bedtime story", the mistress' skin tightened all over and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"No... no need."

He pushed Yunmian back into bed, covered her with the quilt, and kissed her on the pink cheek.

"Good night sister, let me sing a lullaby to my sister."

Yun Mian didn't have a chance to speak at all, and the sound rang in her ears: Baby, go to sleep, my dear baby, mother's hands will always rock you...

The mistress sang a lullaby softly and patted Yunmian gently across the quilt.

Yun Mian felt like she was really a baby. As she listened, her upper eyelids and lower eyelids began to fight...

When she woke up and opened her eyes, her eyes were dim. A beam of moonlight slanted in through the lattice window, and she could barely see the little boy beside her.

The young man closed his eyes, his long and thick eyelashes hung tightly on his eyelids, and he breathed evenly.

Yun Mian sat up from the bed, looked at the young man, and put his left hand on his forehead.

She wanted to scare the brat to sleep, but instead he coaxed him to sleep with a lullaby. What kind of world is this...

While the mistress was sleeping soundly and deeply, Yun Mian concentrated her mind and thought. In the blink of an eye, her eyes were as bright as day, and the sound of rushing spring water broke into her ears.

Another day passed, and the corn seedlings in the space grew more than an inch taller.

Yun Mian glanced at the corn seedlings, strode towards the spiritual spring, and put his right hand, which was swollen like a steamed bun, into the spring water.

The cool spring water instantly wrapped her little fleshy hand, and the coolness penetrated into her skin bit by bit. As the coolness penetrated, she felt that her right hand felt much more comfortable.

Five minutes later, she moved her fingers in the spring water and felt that her five fingers were much more flexible than before.

Almost half an hour later, she took her right hand out of the spiritual spring.

A miracle happened.

The right hand of the steamed bun is missing, and the right hand is almost the same size as the left hand.

Yun Mian was pleasantly surprised: in just half an hour, the swelling was completely reduced. What kind of magic elixir is this?

Not only was the swelling in her right hand reduced, she was also full of energy. So after taking a few sips of the spiritual spring water, she strode towards the cabin in front and went to the pampas grass mat in the left room to practice meditation as usual.

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