There was a warmth and tranquility in the embroidery room, and time seemed to have stopped. I just wanted to be with him and embrace each other until the end of time.
"Ahem," there was a sudden cough, which was so abrupt and annoying, "Xiao Bai, the master is here now, how about you two wait for a while... um, make out again?"
Why is Brother Ninth still in the room?
My face turned red: "Senior Brother Ninth, why didn't you know how to avoid it?"
Senior Brother Ninth touched a juicy peach, then pushed an ebony chair back and said, "You two always behave like no one else is around when you do that kind of thing, but now are you more reserved?"
What about "this thing" and "that thing"? Ninth Senior Brother is always making nonsense! I glared angrily.
Senior Brother Xiaobai squeezed my palm lightly, stood up slowly, looked at Senior Brother Ninth with an expressionless face and said: "Zhao Yue, if you dare to tell me, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
"Yes, yes. How dare I, the young prince, disobey His Highness's order?" Ninth Senior Brother shook Erlang's leg and bit off a large piece of peach meat.
"As long as you understand." Senior Brother Xiaobai was very satisfied.
"Bah! It's so sore!" Suddenly, the Ninth Senior Brother rubbed his cheeks and jumped up, "Oh, my teeth..."
I burst out laughing. The ability of these Ninth Senior Brother to make people laugh is truly superb!
Oops, maybe I stopped laughing and moved my head. It hurt. I took a breath and touched my forehead.
Senior Brother Xiaobai quickly shortened his body and looked at me solemnly: "Rong'er, do you have a headache?"
I weakly nodded and held Brother Xiaobai's warm hand.
"Ahem, Sister Rong."
When he looked up, he saw that Master and Shang Yi had turned into the screen.
Master silently looked at the hands held by Brother Xiaobai and I for a moment, and sighed faintly: "Oh, a pair of miserable little mandarin ducks..."
My face turned red and I hurriedly let go of Senior Brother Xiaobai's hand.
Master looked at Senior Brother Xiaobai with a smile, then raised his sleeves, checked my pulse, and said after a long time: "Twelve, you can be considered as saving a small life this time."
It turned out that I had been sleeping for five days.
Master said that when spring comes, all things grow, and the poisonous gas in my body is ready to stir up. Originally, I had added bitter leaf asarum to my daily medicinal bath, and the poisonous gas was still controllable. But I didn’t expect that I was here.
He hit his head at a critical point and lost a lot of blood. The poisonous gas suddenly got out of control and began to stir.
This time, thanks to God's blessing, I was spared my life.
At the end, the master sighed with emotion: "Twelve, you have to live a good life and take care of yourself. Otherwise, you will be in trouble every day. I am afraid that the antidote has not been found yet, so you will go to the underground to see me first."
The Lord of Hell has gone!"
Alas, how come I, Ye Rong, have such a bad fate? I stared at the ceiling of the tent holding the Five Blessings and Longevity in silence.
The master cleaned his hands and said: "In the past six months, you and Shiyi seem to have suffered more bloody disasters..."
The old man pondered for a while and then ordered Brother Ninth: "Xiao Jiu'er, go to the warehouse and move the carnelian Suzaku to Jingshui House, and give it to Eleven and Twelve to calm down."
"Yes." Brother Ninth took the order and walked out of the room, pulling Shang Yi with a gloomy expression.
Master looked at me with a smile for a long time and said: "Twelve, although your life has been saved, you still need acupuncture every day!"
I shuddered, when will this old man correct half of the problems he said?
