Rong Xian raised her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her who seemed to be reminding them with good intentions. This person had no intention of "just giving up", and she didn't understand what was too much or too little. She felt that she needed to remind this girl.

Rong Xian smiled softly, her temperament no longer restrained, her clean eyes that could be seen to the end were bright and soft, making Si Wenning seem to see the bright moon spreading its light wantonly in the night, which was both bright, tranquil and with a sense of

A little bit of peace, quiet, gentle and gentle. She is calm and no one can ignore her existence.

Even though she was sitting in a cheap inn, her purple skirt and wide sleeves were so elegant that she made the entire inn look like a nine-story palace high above. And she seemed to have come across countless time, and she felt like she was drifting away from this world.

The feeling of being outside, even if it is right in front of you, is like being in the clouds, looking down on you.

Si Wenning clearly saw her own reflection in Rong Xian's eyes. Compared with this person, her beautiful face became a bit more hateful due to some small calculations.

Well, Rong Xian's aura completely overwhelmed her.

Si Wenning's face turned ugly for a moment, then returned to normal. She shook the bell in her hand and asked in an innocent tone: "Why is Sister Rong laughing?"

Rong Xian tilted her head and said with a soft smile: "We are all children of the world, and we don't have to pay so much attention."

She looked at Shen Jiuliu who was silently picking up vegetables for her bowl, raised her eyebrows and said: "Jiuliu is not an outsider. His kindness to me has never been a burden. Wen Ning is worrying too much."

There were layers of waves in Shen Jiuli's cold eyes, and his expression softened almost undetectably. He suddenly laughed. The previous anxiety and insecurity disappeared, and there was a lingering look between his brows and eyes, as if there were countless spring lights blooming outside.

Xiaoxian's words were the greatest affirmation for him. He should have known that Xiaoxian was different from everyone else, and her mind was unmatched by anyone else.

"Xiao Xian, eat quickly, we have a few more patients to see later." Shen Jiuli said in a cold voice.

He didn't want Xiaoxian to talk to this sudden woman again. Si Wenning was too weird. She seemed to have no purpose, but every word she said was like venom, which made him uneasy and put Xiaoxian into a disadvantageous situation.

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Rong Xian lowered her head and quietly picked up the rice. Si Wenning on the side also became silent for a rare moment. She was thinking about whether to find another way to break up these two ambiguous senior brothers and sisters. Shen Jiuliu was the one she fell in love with at first sight.

There is nothing in this world that she cannot obtain.

After dinner, the three of them should have gone their separate ways, but Si Wenning insisted on sticking together, saying that she had nowhere to go.

As a broad-minded 'Madonna', Rong Xian certainly could not refuse Si Wenning. Even though she decided to take her to live in the City Lord's Mansion, she took this person to see a patient first before going to the City Lord's Mansion.

When the three of them returned to the city lord's mansion, it was getting late.

The last ray of light between heaven and earth disappeared. Rong Xian raised her head and looked at the bright moon with a corner exposed. She tilted the oil paper umbrella slightly and tentatively let a little moonlight shine on her purple skirt.

A faint cool temperature flows through the body, and everything is as before.

Rong Xian lowered her eyes to hide the glimmer in her eyes, and said gently with her brows: "Jiu Liu, thank you for staying with me all day."

She put away her oil-paper umbrella gracefully and let the moonlight shroud her body.

The light of the moon is cold, and it is not as threatening to her as the sun. Her expression is a bit joyful and joyful, and it seems that being able to see the sky without any cover is an extremely happy thing.

Although Shen Jiuliu didn't understand why Rong Xian was suddenly so happy, he simply felt that Rong Xian was happy and he was happy too: "I'm very happy to be with you."

Rong Xian glanced at Si Wenning, whose mood was slightly fluctuating, and the smile on her lips deepened: "Yeah."

Shen Jiuliu looked up at the moonlight and said softly: "It's getting late. Xiaoxian, please go back to your room and go to sleep."

Rong Xian did not refuse, she waved to the maid in the small courtyard, and when she saw someone approaching, she said in a master's tone: "Arrange a guest room for Miss Si."

After the maid responded respectfully, she came to Si Wenning and said, "Miss Si, please come with me."

Si Wenning's smart eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "Junior sister, stay here for a long time, we will see you tomorrow."

Rong Xian was noncommittal about Si Wenning's title. After sending Si Wenning away, Rong Xian took the medicine box from Shen Jiuliu. After the two said goodbye, Rong Xian returned to her room.

With a flick of his sleeves, the boxes at the four corners of the room opened in unison, and the light from the night pearls inside illuminated the dark room as if it were daytime.

A stream of spiritual power popped up from Rong Xian's fingertips, and the incense burner on the table lit up a plume of green smoke, and a faint medicinal fragrance filled the room.

She breathed a sigh of relief, put the medicine box aside, and after washing herself, returned to bed.

The heavy curtains were lowered, hiding everything inside the bed.

Rong Xian sat cross-legged on the bed, raised her hand and looked at her pale fingertips, frowning.

Although we are not directly exposed to the sun today, how can we avoid the light? The world is bright because of the light.

Her face was extremely pale, and the injuries she had endured for a whole day could no longer be suppressed.

The coughing sound of "cough cough" couldn't be stopped, and a fishy sweetness surged into her throat. Rong Xian quickly picked up the handkerchief on the side and covered her mouth. The scarlet blood soaked the handkerchief.

The light of fire flashed in her palm, and the veil instantly turned into ashes and disappeared.

"It's really time for healing." Rong Xian murmured. If it hadn't been for the blessings from heaven before, I'm afraid she would be even more embarrassed now.

Her eyes were fixed on the window, looking at the thick curtain above, Rong Xian frowned in displeasure.

It wasn't until she could no longer see the sun that Rong Xian realized that people really couldn't live without the sun. Once it left, it seemed as if her whole life was filled with an indelible haze.

Thinking of the medical books she had read in Xuanhua Mountain, which recorded the Zhuohua Dan that restrained the sun-shielding effect, she took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and her hands quickly kneaded, and an obscure energy emerged from it. The room quickly spread out.

Within a moment, a black mist rushed into Rong Xian's room with a clear target.

"Sir." The black mist turned into a blurry human figure kneeling on one knee beside the bed. Hao Ran was Qu Lang.

The heavy curtain was lifted by a breeze, and a spar flew out and landed in the man's hand. He did not ask, but still waited respectfully for instructions.

Rong Xian squinted her eyes and said nonchalantly: "Send someone to collect the medicinal materials inside in the shortest possible time."

"Yes." Qu Lang disappeared instantly.

Rong Xian's face turned pale and she coughed several times. Mu Lingzhu could no longer suppress the injuries in her body.

Only then did she realize that even with that special oil-paper umbrella, every time she went out, her injuries would become more serious, which shows the overbearing power of the sun-blocking medicine.

Rong Xian's mind moved, and two stars exuding different auras floated in front of Rong Xian.
Chapter completed!