Wuhua kept pulling Qingcheng who was holding the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass, with a happy face but extremely nervous, and kept asking: "Is it the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass? Can it really detoxify Night Demon Queen's poison?"
Qingcheng kept answering "Yeah, yeah", and finally got too bored and didn't bother to speak, letting him talk non-stop.
Ling Xiao got it easily, and it was the same suffering as last time. There was only a bowl of juice left in the last jar of medicine. Qingcheng poured it out and handed it to Wu Hua who had been standing by him: "Hey, it's ready."
Wuhua carefully walked in front holding the medicine bowl, and Qingcheng followed him, walking past the pavilion, crossing the corridor, and arriving at a building in the middle of the lake.
Qingcheng looked up, and on the door of an elegant garden was written ----- Hanling Xiaozhu.
Qingcheng followed Wuhua and walked in. It was very quiet here and there seemed to be few people around. However, the garden was decorated very delicately and was cleaned very clean, which showed that the people living here were also extraordinary.
Arriving in front of a small wooden house, Wuhua pushed open the small wooden door with trembling hands. The furnishings in the house immediately came into view. A room of an innocent, pampered and happy girl. The windmill from her childhood was still placed in a conspicuous position, filling the room.
Bright flowers of various colors filled the entire room and were placed all the way to the bedroom.
Pass around a carved screen and enter the back room. White lilies surround a small pink bed, and a pink gauze curtain surrounds the bed. The gauze curtain flutters gently under the incoming wind.
Wuhua opened the gauze curtain, and a sleeping beauty immediately fell into Qingcheng's eyes.
The girl looked about ten years old, with a pink face like a porcelain doll, two thin eyebrows like crescent moons above her closed eyes, her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and her long black hair was scattered randomly.
Pink rust flower pillow.
Wuhua walked over, took off the thin cloud quilt, and lifted up the person on the bed: "Ling'er, you are saved."
Qingcheng grabbed Wuhua's hand that was about to stop Ling'er from pouring medicine into her mouth: "How long has she been sleeping?"
Wuhua was stunned, stopped, and looked at Qingcheng in confusion: "It has been more than five years!"
"I'll do it! This medicine is precious and should not be wasted." Qingcheng took the medicine bowl from Wuhua's hand and motioned for Wuhua to get out of the way.
Wuhua was still confused, but she still put Ling'er down and let Qingcheng sit down by the bed.
Qingcheng knew that feeding her was a waste of medicine, so she poured the medicine into her mouth without thinking, leaned over and fed it into Ling'er's mouth just like she did when she saved the prince last time.
Wuhua was shocked when she saw Qingcheng drinking it by herself. When she was about to reach out to pull it, she saw Qingcheng feeding it into Ling'er's mouth, so she watched all this with wide eyes in surprise.
After the whole bowl was finished, time seemed to have stopped. Neither of them dared to blink and looked at the person sleeping on the bed.
For a long time, it seemed like a century had passed. Those two raised eyelashes were like two windows that suddenly opened upward.
Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned around - it must be a very touching scene to meet each other after five years of wish.
For a while, there was no sound behind him. Qingcheng turned around and saw Wuhua staring at the person on the bed. The person on the bed looked at Wuhua blankly. It was like he was just looking, nothing wrong.
Many meanings.
"What on earth is going on?" Wuhua stood up and shook Qingcheng crazily: "Didn't you say you could save him?"
After finally escaping from Wu Hua's hands, Qingcheng looked at Wu Hua who looked frustrated: "How could this happen? I obviously saved others like this last time. She was alive and kicking, why did she just wake up?"
Qingcheng looked at Ling'er with a puzzled look on his face, and didn't know where he made the mistake.