Mudouya looked at Ye Congwen in disbelief, "How dare you do something to such a beautiful woman? You wouldn't really classify a beauty like Yu Yueyue as a "disabled person"!"
I don’t know why, but I feel so happy in my heart. I just want to praise that foot like crazy! Brother Congwen is so handsome. He is not moved by beauty at all. He is indeed a good man of the Ye clan.
But she couldn't show any satisfaction on her face. Anyway, Yu Yueyue gave herself a one-piece dress, earrings and high heels today.
He glanced at Ye Congwen playfully and said with a hint of reproach:
"You are serious, how can you be cruel to girls——"
By the way, he threw the chicken soup to Ye Congwen and said softly:
"I'll go check on Sister Yueyue for you and make sure you don't cause any problems with your body."
The sweet voice, the bright red and purple dress, and the swaying little steps match perfectly.
"Sister Yueyue, sister Yueyue, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
He put his hand on Yu Yueyue's forehead to measure his body temperature. It was so cold that he shouted in fear:
"My forehead is so cold, it can't be because I have water in my brain! Brother Cong Wen quickly brings the chicken soup over. The chicken soup warms the stomach and dispels the cold. Just take a sip and force the water out."
Ye Congwen glanced at Douzhao with a displeasure, and said angrily:
I'm afraid your brain is flooded! Can you give Yu Yueyue this two-color ginseng chicken soup? It's so weak and the medicine is so effective. What if she squirts out a few more kilograms of nosebleeds and dies?
What's more, I even hid the two-color ginseng from the old patriarch, how could I let these outsiders know about it? I shook my head and refused to answer.
Mudouya also realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words:
"Sister Yueyue, let me rub your body to smoothen your breath. Maybe you will be fine again."
As he spoke, he pinched Yu Yueyue's neck.
Yu Yueyue was pretending to be faint to avoid embarrassment, but after hearing the conversation between Ye Mu and Ye Mu, she was so angry that she almost couldn't hold it in anymore.
Who is this kid? He hugs, hugs and kisses me, tears off his clothes and touches his buttocks with his hands, and refuses even a sip of chicken soup. Why is he so unworthy?
"If you don't make it easy for me, you won't be able to feel free either!"
Yu Yueyue pretended to be recovering from a serious illness, and moaned feebly:
"Tangtangtang, oh no, water, water, water..."
The two maids shouted in surprise:
"Third Master, Miss is awake!"
The crowd quickly gathered around him, asking for help, and their concern was palpable.
"Sister Yueyue, do you want some water?" Douzhao gently helped Yu Yueyue up, her already pale face looking bloodless.
"No, no, no, I want to drink soup. After drinking the hot soup, my body will feel warm." He pretended to look at Ye Congwen casually, his eyes burning with endless desire.
"Brother Congwen, sister Yueyue wants to drink hot soup. Bring it over and let her take a sip."
Ye Congwen wanted to drink the chicken soup in one gulp so as not to expose the two-color ginseng. However, if he couldn't get rid of Uncle Yu's entanglement after drinking it, once the effect of the medicine broke out, it would still be exposed.
If the two powers were harming each other, it would be easier to let Yu Yueyue take a sip. In her weak state, it would be difficult for her to react. Naturally, there is no need to worry about the exposure of the two-color ginseng.
He reluctantly walked over and saw two maids coming to take the bowls. He raised his hands and took them over their heads, explaining enthusiastically:
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"I won't bother these two beautiful sisters with this little thing. I'll feed them instead."
Are you kidding me? If I drink all of it for you, wouldn’t it be a big loss? His harmless look made the two maids’ affection for him increase several times, and they both affirmed in their hearts:
People are good-looking and naturally kind-hearted, but the eldest daughter of the young lady has always had an aggressive temper. What a nice guy this guy is, sweet-tongued and capable of causing trouble. I really don’t know what she is targeting them for! Give them a chance to reconcile and explain.
Ye Congwen naturally didn't know that the two maids had already recognized him as a vulnerable group. He walked towards the woman who was half lying on the chair with a bowl in hand and said with concern:
"Come on, be obedient! Let's just take a sip. Drinking too much is not good for your health!"
Douya wanted to take the bowl and feed Yu Yueyue some soup, but was pushed away by Ye Congwen, who rushed to the back and slapped Yu Yueyue on the back.
"Are you so stingy? Is your soup filled with natural treasures or is it stewed with five-color divine bird meat?
Although my Yu family is not extremely wealthy, I can still afford to buy you a bowl of chicken soup. At the worst, how about paying you ten times the price after drinking it?"
The more Yu Yueyue spoke, the angrier she became, as if she had a lot of grievances to express. The two maids looked at each other and smiled. As expected, they quickly drove away the onlookers and yelled:
"Miss, what's the point of drinking soup? Leave now."
The two simply held hands to shield themselves from outsiders.
"Haha, don't get excited, young lady. Being emotional is not good for your health. You are a rich man, so you must not act willfully.
What kind of friendship do we have? Talking about money hurts our feelings. Let’s drink chicken soup first. Come on, open your mouth——”
The words made both maids laugh heartily. If it weren't for their responsibilities, they would both want to turn around and see the young lady's reaction at this time. Tsk, tut, listen, just say something nice and coax them away, and the trouble will stop immediately.
At this time, Yu Yueyue had been fed three spoons of chicken soup by Ye Congwen. Her mouth was blocked by the soup and she was naturally unable to speak.
Ye Congwen carefully observed Yu Yueyue's reaction. He saw that she was dismissive at first, then had a look of surprise on her face after taking a sip, and then turned into nostalgia after taking another sip. After three sips, her eyes were full of disbelief, and her eyes were beautiful.
He opened his eyes wide and became more and more surprised.
Ye Congwen didn't wait for her to speak, and asked seductively:
"Is there a fire burning in your lower abdomen?
Is the blood flow rate getting faster and faster?
Do you feel like your blood is burning?"
It was originally expected that Yu Yueyue's answer would be similar to that of pigeon sprouts. Ye Congwen was hesitating whether to say three hundred years or five hundred years for this two-color ginseng. The woman should be able to accept the price of thirty or fifty gold coins.
"My chicken soup is made from sacred mountain snow chickens and thousand-year-old ginseng. It took seven, seven and forty-nine hours to simmer over slow fire. You don't have to pay ten or twenty times to buy it. I just give you a friendship.
Price, can I give you nine times the price?"
"not good!"
"How many times worse?"
"The bad thing is that I don't want it, zero times!"
"Are you drinking dry and wiping your mouth and refusing to admit it?"
"It's not that you don't admit it, it's that your thousand-year-old chicken soup doesn't have the effect you said.
The fire is burning, the heart is beating, and the blood is roaring, but I can't feel it at all. Could it be that you are making it up?"
Yu Yueyue couldn't hold back the joy in her heart, and finally let this guy suffer a defeat. Not to mention how happy she was, her great revenge was avenged, and she would have no regrets in this life!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Ye Congwen took a taste and closed his eyes to feel it.
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There is indeed strong energy fluctuations, and the movement is not small.
Is this woman trying to deceive me? This is the first time you eat two-color ginseng. Can you hold it in without any reaction? Even Ye Congwen admits it!
He stared intently at the pale oval face, which was slightly red, the water-cut eyes sparkling like crystals, the pink lips were delicate and dripping, and the breath was like blue...
After watching it for about ten minutes, it was not until the pigeon sprouts coughed a few times in dissatisfaction that they came to their senses. There was no special reaction. Could it be that this woman was extremely weak and that three spoons of chicken soup was not enough to fill the body's cold emptiness?
Should I give her another spoonful, but if there is still no response, wouldn't I lose more? I was in a dilemma for a while, holding the chicken soup and not knowing what to do.
Seeing Ye Congwen frowning, Yu Yueyue felt suddenly enlightened. The gloom and mist that had shrouded her head for the past month seemed to be broken away by something. The bright sunshine shone on her body unexpectedly, and she felt that life was full of energy.
of fun and energy.
Ye Congwen glanced at Yu Yueyue with little interest. Suddenly she seemed to become bright and cheerful, just like the blooming flowers in the first bloom, or like the begonias after the rain. The more he looked at it, the more upset he became, and he really wanted to pour soup on her head.
"If you tell me the truth, I will definitely answer your questions."
Yu Yueyue stretched out her hand to block the soup bowl, preventing Ye Congwen from drinking it, and said with a sweet smile.
"What's the meaning?"
Yu Yueyue motioned to Ye Congwen to come over and reveal a secret. Ye Congwen stretched his head over half-heartedly, only to hear Yu Yueyue say in a whisper:
"Did you put two-color snow ginseng in your chicken soup?"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Congwen suddenly realized and finally knew the crux of the problem. It turned out that she had eaten bicolor ginseng a long time ago, and her familiarity with bicolor ginseng was far better than her own.
The skin of ginseng is as white as snow, so it is called snow ginseng.
"If I guess right, just nod."
Why did these words sound so familiar to me? I looked up at the pig bean sprouts and saw the little girl pouting, feeling very ashamed of Ye Congwen's behavior.
"This is not the first time you have taken this precious medicine, so the effect of the medicine is not very obvious?"
"Precious medicine? I don't have that kind of blessing. Not only do precious medicines grow in the mountains of Mingchuan, but they are often guarded by fierce and powerful monsters. Mortals like us can't touch them.
These powerful medicinal materials are often called elixirs by body-building warlocks, and they are divided into two-color, three-color, and four-color elixirs."
"Is there no five-color elixir?"
Ye Congwen asked unwillingly, the first time he named a medicinal material, it turned out to be just a joke.
"The five-color elixir is already considered a treasure. It is said that the five-color elixir must be conceived in the five-color soil. Unfortunately, even the secret method of finding the five-color soil has been lost for many years. In the past few hundred years, no one has ever heard of finding the five-color elixir.
Soil, let alone the five-color medicine."
"You made me faint. Is there any difference between the five-color treasure medicine and the treasure medicine?"
"Of course there is a difference. Ordinary treasures absorb the essence of the world, the sun and the moon. Once mature, they will emit bursts of energy ripples. Warcraft that are extremely sensitive to energy induction will naturally occupy the area where the treasures are located and become the guardians of the treasures.
This is the real reason why all precious medicines must be protected by monsters.
But the five-color treasure medicine is different. It is buried deep under the five-color treasure soil. The five-color treasure soil naturally has the function of isolating the spread of energy, so even the most sensitive monsters to energy sensing cannot detect the treasure medicine.
If someone can find the five-color treasure medicine, they don’t have to risk their lives to fight with the monsters, and they can have the treasure medicine without any effort. Wouldn’t it be very attractive to ordinary cultivators like you and me?”