Zhiying felt a little guilty about what happened in Ba Tuyuan, and she didn't mind lending a hand to Xiao Xiao as long as she didn't delay the business.

Although Lin Xuan didn't know about this, it didn't hurt to listen, so he raised his hand and said, "Miss Gu, it doesn't matter if you say it."

Zhiying looked seriously and said: "Let me diagnose and treat Xiao Xiao. If Xiao Xiao is indeed ill, I will work with Mr. Lin to treat her; but if Xiao Xiao is fine, I also ask Mr. Lin to follow her wishes and send her away from the river.

Heart Island.”

Seeing that she was taking care of him again, Xiao Jinwu sighed inwardly and came to Zhiying's side. His eyes suddenly turned and his indifferent eyes fell on the girl outside the pavilion who maintained a running posture and had tears on her face.

Xiao Xiao's scalp, which pinned all her hopes on "Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy," felt like it was being burned by flames, and a layer of hot sweat broke out on her forehead for no apparent reason.

Huaigu Pavilion, which has always been deserted, is extremely lively today.

His eyes as soft as the March spring breeze lightly passed over Zhi Ying and Little Golden Crow. Lin Xuan smiled and said: "Since Miss Gu has said so, I don't know what to say anymore, so I will follow what Miss Gu said and do this for this person."

Miss Xiao Xiao, please check your pulse." His eyes turned and glanced at the young man outside the pavilion, "Songfeng."

After receiving the order, Matsufeng hesitated for a moment, and quickly brushed his fingers on several acupuncture points. The girl with splayed teeth was like a pearl bird that suddenly escaped from the cage, jumping up happily, and then made a face at Matsufeng, who turned her head in disdain.

to the side.

Xiao Xiao finally stuck out his tongue and snorted, then opened his arms like a moth and rushed towards Zhiying, calling sweetly from his pink cherry mouth: "Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy!"

Zhi Ying, who was originally watching the interaction between Xiao Xiao and Song Feng, felt inexplicably familiar when he suddenly heard such a sound, as well as Xiao Xiao's enthusiastic smile and movements. His body reacted faster than his brain, and he quickly took a step back on his heels, just in time to bump into little Jinwu Jian.

His huge chest was tightened, and then his waist tightened, and he subconsciously stretched his arms from behind to wrap it around her.

Xiao Xiao, who ran over excitedly, jumped into the air, but before he could stop his momentum, he hugged the wooden table in the middle of the pavilion firmly. He let out a painful "ouch", followed by a "dinging bell clanging" sound.

All this happened so fast that Zhiying's mind was still in a daze. If the tips of her ears weren't so hot from the hot breath, she might have been dazed for a moment longer, but it was only a moment.

The temperature at the tip of her ears was like a spark that started a prairie fire, climbing up to her cheeks and creating a bright red glow.

Feeling two pairs of surprised eyes settling on her, Zhiying wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it, wondering what the owner of the eyes was looking at.

Which direction did you go in just now? You have to go back, not to the left or right?

Without daring to look back, she closed her eyes and raised her hands to brush away the two large palms that fell on her waist. She used some spiritual power to cool down the fever. She didn't raise her eyes until the burning sensation on her face faded. It wasn't that wonderful yet.

On the ground, he looked impartially into Lin Xuan's smiling eyes that hovered between her and behind him, and the heat that had faded crept up his cheeks again.

It’s really weird!

She had been in the heaven for six hundred years, and she had been training next to the incredibly powerful Ju Lue. She had long developed a thick-skinned face, so why did she suddenly feel so hot?

It's hot, she must be hot. There are bamboo curtains hanging on several sides of Huaigu Pavilion. How can it not be hot?

After several times of self-hypnosis, Zhiying calmly met Lin Xuan's gaze. As he turned around, she also looked towards the center of the pavilion. It was better not to look, but at this look, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tremble.

In the middle of the pavilion, a fragile girl like a flower was seen, tugging on her lavender clothes, twisting her eyebrows and pursed her lips, with a look of disgust on her face.

On the wooden table in front of the girl, all the white porcelain dishes were overturned, turned over, and broken into pieces.

The red sugar liquid and white rice porridge in the sugar porridge were mixed together and scattered all over the floor. A few white and tender cicada dumplings lay scattered in the middle. The spring rolls and shortbread were not spared. They shared the joys and sorrows with the cicada dumplings. , but the pickles placed on the small plate in the corner were safe and sound, but they were no longer in their original position.

What a mess!

Zhiying glanced at Xiao Xiao, then at the table, and finally his eyes stopped on Xiao Xiao. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This little girl's destructive power is not ordinary!

"Ahem" came two low coughs. Weaver Ying blinked and flicked out a white light with his fingers, cleaning up the dirt on the table and floor.

After doing all this, I thought about it and felt that something was wrong. This pavilion clearly belonged to Lin Xuan and the others. Why was she helping to clean it up in such a hurry? Forget it, just think of it as a good deed every day!

Xiao Xiao came over with tears in her eyes, lowered her head and stared at the clothes stained with brown sugar water, and murmured pitifully: "Your Majesty, your clothes..."

Zhiying, whom she called "Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy," had a bunch of black lines falling from his forehead. Together with the troublemaker, he smashed the dishes and soiled his clothes. He couldn't keep things straight, so he came to her to clean up the mess!

She was quite speechless, and her palms gently brushed the skirt of her clothes, and the clothes that had been dyed black and purple instantly returned to their original light purple color.

Then a clear female voice came: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy!"

Zhi Ying rubbed her ears gently and couldn't help but want to pour cold water on her. She said in a cool voice: "Don't get too happy too early. It's not too late to call her after checking her pulse." She asked Xiao Xiao to sit down and started to check her pulse. .

Xiao Xiao pouted and muttered: "But I'm really not sick..."

Her words were stuck on the tip of her tongue by Little Golden Crow's sharp gaze, and she closed her mouth tightly without daring to say another word.

Zhi Ying always didn't like patients talking when she didn't ask, as it would affect her judgment. When everything was quiet, she opened Xiao Xiao's cuffs and put her fingers on his wrists.

After listening to her pulse for a while, she raised her eyes and glanced at Xiao Xiao suspiciously, and not long after, her eyes slowly fell on Xiao Xiao's lower abdomen. Seeing this, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but also looked down strangely, and looked at Zhi Ying inexplicably.

After a moment, the fingers on the wrist were lifted, Zhiying put down Xiao Xiao's sleeves, and whispered to her: "Change to the other hand."

Xiao Xiao was puzzled, but still obediently stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeve and handed it over.

Zhiying took the pulse again, and soon frowned, then repeated the previous actions, and finally stared at Xiao Xiao in surprise, and said hesitantly: "This pulse..."

Her unwillingness to speak frightened Xiao Xiao, who was involved in the matter. Xiao Xiao unconsciously clutched the corner of his clothes, became nervous, and stammered: "Your Majesty, is it true that I am sick? But how do I feel?" Where does it hurt if you don’t come out?”

Zhiying pursed her lips, closed her eyes slightly, and searched in her mind for cases she had seen in medical textbooks.

Xiao Xiao was so frightened that he moved his furry head closer and asked uneasily with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy..."

"Shut up." Little Golden Crow glanced at Xiao Xiao without any emotion.
Chapter completed!