[69 Book Bar-www.] The beautiful sound as beautiful as the spring water is refreshing. Jun Yanran snorted contemptuously, turned around gracefully, and left with dignified manner as when he came.

Long Yini and Jun Yanran, both are daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but their surnames are the same. Although there are countless doubts and confusions, she endured it and said nothing. After all, Jun Yanran is definitely not the best candidate to answer all her problems!

Looking back, she looked at the thin willow that was almost fainting due to the serious injury. In her fishy hair, she raised her lips slightly, and her charming smile was like a bright red lily under the thick fog.

A sharp attack passed by, mixed with snowflakes, almost submerged the entire country. Especially in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the remote cottage that seemed out of place with the prosperous mansion. The deadly atmosphere was like a terrifying haunted house. No one was there, and even the common birds and beasts never stayed here for more.

Another cold wind blew, and in the hut, a girl walked out in a torn cotton jacket. Although her worn clothes covered her delicate figure and the grey stained her excellent face, the faint smile on her cherry lips fascinated her falling snow petals.

Bent over, the girl squatted beside a pile of snow, gently pushed away, and looked at the little red flower hidden at the bottom, a shimmer of light appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she murmured in a low voice:

"Little thing, I know you're here."

There is a record in ancient books: Everything in the world can kill people and save people. The change between poison and medicine depends on what kind of mentality the person taking the medicine adheres to.

She skillfully pulled up the little red flower and turned to the opposite place. With the medicine to treat the wound, she still lacked another "auxiliary medicine".

An ancient tree is silently located not far from this hut, with thick roots running out of the ground, as if proclaiming its ancient and mysteriousness.

With a smile, she picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it hard at the ancient tree! One after another, she completely ignored her arms that were hurt and the contemptuous eyes of the housekeepers who occasionally passed by.

Until, under the thick bark, a faint fragrance began to radiate outwards, and finally, a colorless sap slowly oozed out... and what she wanted was this!

She took out the small porcelain bottle prepared in advance, and she couldn't wait to put the precious juice into the bottle, and then stuffed the porcelain bottle into her arms like a treasure.

Back in the house, looking at the thin figure curled up on the bed, as if she would die at any time, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and a beautiful smile as frosty as quietly bloomed.

She racked her brains and recalled all the books she had read about making fire in the wild. Finally, a small cluster of flames was successfully lit by her at the door.

After a breath of relief, she found a pottery jar and put a few handfuls of snowflakes and the little red flowers she had just picked. After the fragrance of herbs rose, it was opened by the small porcelain bottle. She carefully poured a few drops of juice in. In an instant, a refreshing fragrance came to her face, but she smiled faintly and covered her mouth and nose...

With light steps, she came to the bedside, frowned and pondered for a while, then pinched the chin of the thin willow and poured all the medicine juice she had just boiled in.

"Cough...cough...cough...cough...cough...cough..."
Chapter completed!