Twenty-two episodes of painting ruined love 6
Master was with me all day long, and even personally fed me medicinal juices and soups.
He was not accustomed to serving, his hands were clumsy, far from being as easy as his sword, and from time to time he would splash the soup on my placket or arm, and then scramble to wipe it for me.
But no matter what, he still fed me spoonful-by-spoonful, never pretending to be anyone, but he became more and more proficient, and rarely stained my clothes again, nor burned me again.
Sometimes, I say, "Ah Mo can eat it by himself, Master, you put it on the table, and I will slowly learn to eat it myself." ”
Then, I stretched out my hand and tried to touch it, but I didn't touch anything, only to feel Master shake his head and continue to feed me.
As the days passed, my physical condition improved greatly, the sound of the piano in my dreams and the whispers outside became clearer and clearer, and my consciousness was clearly slowly recovering as time passed.
It's just that I can't look forward to it anymore, I'm blind.
I didn't dare to talk to Master, I thought he must still be angry with me, if I said anything wrong, would he drive me away from the Taishang Divine Palace?
He sat behind me all the time, combing my hair with a comb. I knew that my hair was beautiful, thick and black, like an ice cube on the eaves that suddenly melted, and I held it in a thick handful. My eyes couldn't see what Master's expression was now, but I enjoyed the feeling, it was warm, and I sat willingly......
"National teacher, the third prince of the Sea Emperor asked outside the Taishang Divine Palace, hoping to see Senior Sister Baomo." It was the voice that broke the silence in the room.
I shrank slightly, only to hear the master say, "Please go back." ”
"But the national teacher, the third prince has been standing outside the shrine for five days and five nights, and he can't even persuade the master......"
The master seemed to hesitate for a moment before he said slowly, "Okay, this seat will go over now." ”
I felt the temperature behind me disappear all of a sudden, and I was so shocked that I reached out and immediately grabbed the corner of my clothes in front of me, "Don't go-"
"Master, don't leave me alone."
Master's hand gently touched my head, helped me lie down, sat on the edge of the couch and whispered: "Ah Mo, don't worry, the master has always been, always been, you can sleep obediently." ”
I nodded.
But Master was gone, and I lay motionless, listening carefully to the movements around me. Far and near, the chirping of insects and larks came one after another.
There were a few sounds of yo yo in between.
Is it a dull head? I haven't seen it in a long time, I wonder if its horns have grown?
I sat up from the couch and groped my way to the couch, I didn't know where this was, whether it was Master's nine-story white pagoda or my dormitory, I groped for everything I could touch, but I only felt strange-
Until I tripped over a stool and felt a man push the door in, he immediately rushed over, helped me to the edge of the couch, hugged me and sat down, my chest heaving violently.
It doesn't seem to be the master's breath.
My heart moved, and I retreated in panic, and asked tremblingly, "Who is it?" Is it Master? Master, are you Master?! ”
For a long time, the man didn't speak, just touched my face over and over again.
"You're not Master!"
I screamed and pushed him away, turned my head in horror and looked around as if I couldn't find focus, stood up on the edge of the couch, and stumbled in the opposite direction of where the man was.
But I didn't want to ** the couch was still some distance from the ground, so I fell headlong and hit the floor tiles, and my forehead was suddenly dripping with blood.
"Amo!" The man immediately rushed to help me.
I struggled to push his hand, my hands fumbling forward, but I heard a hurried footstep outside, followed by Master's voice: "Ah Mo! ”
"Master, Master......" I whispered to him to sob, and Master grabbed me, took his plain sleeve and wiped the blood on my forehead.
I struggled in a panic and cried out in a miserable voice, "Master, you promised me not to leave me alone!" You promised! ”
He said loudly: "Yes, Ah Mo, for the teacher, for the teacher has always been!" He grabbed my hand, stroked his face, and nodded at me.
I breathed a sigh of relief and hugged his waist weakly.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He patted me comfortingly, carried me back to the couch, covered me with the quilt, and then turned to the person next to him to speak, "Third prince, this seat agrees with you to come to see Baomo, is this how you saw me?" ”
It turns out that that person is Lord Hanzhou? But why didn't he tell me!
At this time, the other pair of arms clasped me tightly, and the third prince's voice with a trilling voice fluttered in his ears, and he just called my nickname in a low voice: "Amo, Amo......"
I listened to the familiar voice and fumbled to touch his hand.
"Jinjue, Hanzhou ......"
"Third prince, you've already seen it, can you go back? What she needs most now is rest. Master said lightly beside him.
But the third prince didn't let go of me because of the master's words, but detained me tighter, and said in a low voice: "National teacher, she is already blind and can't stay in the Divine Palace to cultivate immortals, please ...... her Give it to me! Let me take her away and go to the East China Sea, I am willing to give up the ghost motherwort, never set foot on land, and protect her all my life! ”
He said this with great difficulty, and when he finished speaking, the air became tense as if it were frozen.