"Yes, Sixth Imperial Concubine, I obey," several guards quickly replied respectfully.
Mu Tianxue held the snow wolf fur in her hand and looked at Lin Yue'er, who was covered in blood. She saw that her dress was in tatters, and the wounds on her collarbone and stomach were all bloody and bloody from the wolf's claws.
And blood was flowing from her injured and clenched fists. Drops of blood flowed along her fingers to the ground, but her pale face did not show pain. She didn't know that she was holding back the pain.
, it’s still the pain from the wound, it’s already so painful that it’s numb.
"Does it hurt? Are you still afraid of wolves now?" Mu Tianxue looked at Lin Yue'er's bloodless face, handed the snow wolf fur in his hand to her, and said in a cold tone: "This is your record.
, you make your own decision whether to stay or not.”
Are wolves scary? Not scary. If you are scared, it is because you feel that you are not strong enough. You are scared because of its ferocity, which makes you feel cowardly. You are scared because you feel that you are no match for it. But
Are you really not its opponent?
Lin Yue'er took the snow wolf fur that she had cut off with her own hands, looked at the snow wolf that she had knocked down in the wolf pen, raised the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "Thank you, master, this subordinate is not afraid of wolves anymore. I will keep this subordinate well."
With."
Lin Yue'er's bloodless hands held the results of her victory tightly. She couldn't believe it, but she actually knocked down a ferocious wolf with her bare hands.
She remembered the fear that arose in her heart when she saw the snow wolf for the first time. Even if she looked at several ferocious wolves from a distance, she would have a sense of fear that the wolves would jump out of the fence and pounce on her.
But now, taking a brave step forward, she suddenly felt that the wolf was not as ferocious as it looked. Or maybe, the wolf was really ferocious, and she was even more ferocious than the wolf.
"Your injury is too serious, why don't you go down and bandage it?" Mu Tianxue saw that the blood on Lin Yue'er's hand had dripped all over the floor. She couldn't help but frowned and said, "Remember, don't do anything until the injury is healed."
I just need to teach Tan Yun what I need to do when I touch water and serve."
"It's the master, my subordinates have to step back first." After Lin Yue'er finished speaking, she stepped back and went to bandage the wounds on her hands and body.
"Lanyi, how long have you been following your master?" Mu Tianxue leaned on the cushioned chair and looked at Lan Yi with half-squinted eyes.
"Back to Master, I have been with Master for decades, and it was Master who saved my life." Lan Yi stood aside respectfully and replied truthfully: "To be precise, after the Lantern Festival, it will be a whole day."
Eleven years."
"You remember clearly, so do you know when Yumian followed your master?" Mu Tianxue continued to ask, she was quite interested in Yumian's origin.
Before, she didn't understand why Yumian was used by Long Chenyi. She observed that Yumian had a weird personality and a very weak sense of presence. It seemed that he didn't make a sound and you would never know his existence.
Even if he is standing next to you, you still feel that he is as thin as air. It is very difficult to see him speak. From the time he met Yumian until now, he has said no more than a hundred words. Every time he speaks,
These are some precautions given after taking her pulse.
"Go back to the master, Yumian has been with the master for more than five years, and it has been quite a long time." After Lan Yi said respectfully, he glanced at Mu Tianxue in confusion. He didn't know why she suddenly asked about Yumian. Could it be?
Are you worried that Yumian will betray his master and not get back the detoxifying herb?
"Following you for five years? Then do you know why Yumian followed your master?" Mu Tianxue frowned slightly, looked at Lan Yi with squinted eyes and said: "It is said that the miracle doctor Yumian has a weak temperament and never
If you are used by others and are not swayed by money and fame, how can you follow your master?"
"This..." Lan Yi frowned slightly. She didn't know anything about Yumian following her master. If the master didn't tell her, she didn't dare to ask as a subordinate. After a few seconds of silence, she replied truthfully: "
Returning to the master, the subordinates don’t know why Yumian follows the master. The master always has his reasons for doing things. The subordinates don’t dare to ask more questions, let alone make more speculations. However, the subordinates believe that Yumian will definitely get it back.
Detoxification grass, detoxify the master."
Although Lan Yi didn't know Yumian's reason for following Long Chenyi, her years of getting along with her had given her a high degree of trust in Yumian, no matter how cold his temperament was and how he didn't like to talk to others.
, but she believed that Yumian would not harm his master, nor was he a person who would betray his master.
"I don't suspect him of being unfaithful, I'm just curious about the rumored miracle doctor."
Seeing that Lan Yi didn't know anything, Mu Tianxue didn't plan to ask any more questions. Yumian would be back in more than half a month. If he really brought back the red-backed bamboo stalk grass, it would confirm her guess.
Thinking of this, she took out a folded piece of rice paper from her sleeve and opened it carefully. What was painted on the rice paper was an unfinished portrait.
It was she who asked the third lady to help draw it. She only drew a face, not the body. She handed the portrait to Lan Yi and asked, "What can you see?"
Lan Yi took the rice paper, looked at the face of the person in the painting, frowned slightly, looked at Mu Tianxue and said: "Master, why is this painting only painted with your face? I'll ask the painter to come and give it to the master.
Paint a complete portrait!"
"You said this face is my face?" Mu Tianxue looked at Lan Yi and asked seriously: "Look at it more carefully."
Lan Yi glanced at Mu Tianxue doubtfully, then cast her eyes on the rice paper in her hand, looking at it carefully. The face of the person on the painting was as beautiful as a fairy, with deep eyes and eyebrows as curved as willow leaves.
The neat nose and the red lips without elixir, if not Mu Tianxue, who else could it be?
"You have to look clearly and carefully. The painting in this painting is not me." Mu Tianxue reiterated that the painting in this painting is not her, but the face in the painting is eight minutes taller than hers.
Similar to the one who suddenly looks like a person, the face in this painting that looks like a fairy was painted by the third lady based on the memory of her mother.
"Master, this painting is not you?" Lan Yi was startled when he heard this, with a surprised look on his face. The face of the person in the painting is indeed Mu Tianxue's true face. Could it be that in this world, is it really true?
There will be people who look exactly the same.
"Didn't you realize that the expression between the eyes and the smile of the person in the painting are different from mine?" Mu Tianxue asked with raised eyebrows. She could tell from that face that her mother was a fairy.
A jade-colored woman with a graceful appearance and delicate heart, completely different from her cold temperament.
"It's different! It's indeed a little different. The woman's eyebrows in the painting are all gentle and tender, not as cold and noble as the master."
Lan Yi stared at the woman in the painting, her eyes were full of autumn water, and her red lips were smiling. This gentle and orchid temperament was indeed very different from Mu Tianxue's temperament.
