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After taking a nice bath in the hot, spiced water, and then tearing off the rags he was wearing and putting on clean and neat clothes, Yi Feng felt like a human being for the first time.
At this time, it was dark and the porridge soup had ended. Yi Feng followed the middle-aged servant to a two-story wooden attic. The middle-aged servant said: "Go in by yourself. You are young and ignorant. If my lady asks you
"Speak less about what you know and don't speak about what you don't know. Do you understand?"
The middle-aged servant was very worried about Yi Feng, who was only seven or eight years old. However, Miss Naihe wanted to summon her. As a domestic slave, he could only obey orders. However, he couldn't help but explain a few more words.
After Yi Feng bowed politely to the servant, he opened the attic door and walked inside.
The first floor is quite large, with several guest seats. The painting in the main hall is a calligraphy and painting with the two characters "Tiandao" written in large letters. These two characters are written like a dragon rising into the sky, which is very elegant and lively, as if there is a world in it.
Hidden in it.
There was no one on the first floor. Yi Feng guessed that Fairy Ling Ling must be waiting on the second floor, so he climbed up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, a faint musk scent hit the tip of his nose, making people intuitively enter another world.
The second floor is where Fairy Ling Ling slept when she was not practicing Taoism. Except for Prince Ling, no man has ever set foot in it.
The pink gauze curtain hangs straight from the ceiling to the ground, completely covering a sandalwood bed with carved phoenixes and cranes. On the bed is the Fairy Ling Ling, who is sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, without a trace of fluctuation on her beautiful face.
Moving the realization away, in the center of the boudoir is a white wooden Eight Immortals table with four chairs. Four small teacups on the table surround a teapot that is emitting wisps of mist.
There are various figures and landscape paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, which are lifelike and lifelike. It is obvious that they are not made by ordinary people.
Different from all women's boudoirs, there was no dressing table on the second floor. Yi Feng was very puzzled. Although Fairy Ling Ling had not been home for a long time, she had not stayed there for more than a month when she came back. There was actually a dressing table in the room.
There is no place to dress up. Do those who are cultivating immortals and asking questions all face others without makeup?
Ling Ling didn't get up for a long time, and Yi Feng didn't dare to call her. She was bored, so she sat down on a chair, poured a cup of tea, and drank leisurely. The water was warm and fragrant. After entering the throat,
He felt a strong force sinking into his stomach, and when Yifeng opened his mouth and praised the good tea, there was still a lingering fragrance in his mouth.
Yi Feng was surprised. The strong force that sank into his stomach actually made him feel refreshed, just like after being bathed in that spiritual light that day. It was really good tea! Pressing down the joy in his heart, Yi Feng actually drank a handful of it.
Drink all the fragrant tea in the pot without leaving a drop.
Since it is good tea and since it is free, I must not waste it! After Yi Feng finished drinking it, he was still shamelessly justifying his behavior in his heart.
However, not long after, Yi Feng's whole body began to feel weak. After a while, he was unable to crawl onto the table. Gradually, a sore and numb feeling began to spread from his bones to the nerves in his brain.
Broken! Could it be that the tea of this little girl is poisonous? No! I am a little beggar, I am afraid I can’t afford such treatment? If this fragrant and refreshing tea is poisonous, then it is not poisonous.
It is a rare thing in the world, but it is a waste of time when used on me.
About a stick of incense passed, and the pain in Yi Feng's body intensified, as if thousands of ants were eating away at the heart. Yi Feng moaned softly at first, and as the pain became more and more unbearable, his voice gradually became louder, almost wailing.
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However, Ling Ling, who was meditating on the bed, showed no reaction at all, and there was still a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth. Yi Feng cursed in his heart that this little girl was unkind and turned a deaf ear to his own situation. How could he be as charitable as a child of the Xian family?
Hearty!
Yi Feng couldn't hold on any longer, so he staggered to the bedside, lifted up the gauze curtain, and touched Ling Ling's knees with his skinny little hands.
Ling Ling finally opened her beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?" The confusion was obvious!
Smelly bitch, you dare to treat me like this. When I become a master in the future, let me punish you! Yi Feng cried out sadly in his heart, but at the moment he couldn't be half heroic, so he could only say tactfully: "Fairy, I have mercy on you, kid.
I drank fairy tea by mistake, but I couldn't bear it. Now my whole body is in unbearable pain. I hope the fairy will take pity on me and help me! I'm very grateful!"