Dean Li Wenqing said, "The moment I opened the brocade box just now, I smelled the smell of medicinal herbs, but as for what kind of medicinal herbs it was, I couldn't tell. However, the smell makes people feel calm and spiritual. My master stayed
The thing must be something rare in this world, Wanwan, your heart is broken now, why not take this pill and give it a try!"
Xia Xiwan, like Dean Li Wenqing, could not smell what herbs were used in this pill. This was probably a rare and precious thing that was not even recorded in medical history books. It might be able to save her life.
"Miss Wanwan, take this pill quickly!" Aunt Zhao couldn't help but urge.
Xia Xiwan raised her hand and put the pill in her mouth.
Soon, Xia Xiwan closed her eyes and fell down.
Aunt Zhao was shocked, "Miss Wanwan!"
Dean Li Wenqing quickly put Xia Xiwan on the wicker chair and took her pulse. There was no sign of life in Xia Xiwan's pulse.
She...is dead?
Dean Li Wenqing was shocked and took two steps back. He said in confusion, "How could this happen? How could it happen?"
"Miss Wanwan!" Aunt Zhao put her finger under Xia Xiwan's nose. There was really no breathing there.
Aunt Zhao suddenly collapsed on the ground. She couldn't believe that Miss Wanwan left like this.
Will not!
"Dean, hurry up and save Miss Wanwan. Miss Wanwan won't die so easily. She must still be saved!" Aunt Zhao looked at Dean Li Wenqing pleadingly.
Dean Li Wenqing was unable to save his life, and he shook his head sadly.
At this time, Aunt Zhao suddenly exclaimed, "Dean, look!"
Dean Li Wenqing quickly raised his head and saw the most shocking scene in his life.
Xia Xiwan was still lying on the wicker chair, but her paper-pale face had slowly returned to color, her cold body had also regained its temperature, and she could breathe softly and long under her nose. She went from death to life.
, now resurrected!
Not only that, her whole body was like a pearl in such an instant. Her originally fair-skinned skin now exuded a delicate and ethereal aura, and her face became extremely captivating and stunningly beautiful.
"House...Dean, look, what is this?" Aunt Zhao said in shock.
Xia Xiwan seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but a bright flower slowly appeared on the lower right side of her beautiful butterfly fan bone. The flower was coquettish and mysterious, and it was fascinating to look at.
Dean Li Wenqing took two steps back. He had seen this kind of flower before. His master Lin Shuiyao also had such a flower under the fan bone. He once read the history books and found that this flower was recorded in ancient times as the flower of the emperor's daughter.
Dean Li Wenqing looked at Xia Xiwan in horror, as if he didn't recognize her. She...who is she?
…
Lu Hanting felt that he had had a long dream. He slowly opened his eyes. He was very familiar with this place. He returned to Orchid Garden and lay in his bedroom.
He sat up and tried hard to think about what he had just dreamed about, but he couldn't remember anything.
"A Ting, you're awake. How is your health?"
Lu Hanting turned his head and saw that the old lady was here, and he met his grandmother's loving and caring eyes.
"Grandma, I'm fine. I feel particularly energetic now."
The old lady nodded and murmured absently, "That's good, that's good."
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Lu Hanting noticed something was wrong with her, because her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.
The room was very quiet at this time, and the old lady's face could not be seen clearly, but her staggering steps had already made her look a lot older. She stepped forward, stretched out her arms and hugged Lu Hanting, "A Ting, hug, if she is still here, she
I will definitely give you a big hug.”
Lu Hanting didn't understand, "Grandma, who is she?"
The old lady shook her head, her eyes suddenly moistened, "Your father is here, Ating, it's time for us to return to the imperial capital."