When Beiling woke up, the wind outside the house had stopped.

When I tried to struggle to get up, I realized that something was tied to my eyes, and it seemed that something was also wrapped around my hands and feet.

She was about to move when a deep voice came into her ears.

"Don't move. If you still want to go back to the way before. ”

Just such a sentence, Beiling didn't dare to move arbitrarily.

She lay obediently on the bed, her throat was so sore that she couldn't make a sound.

When the man saw her lying obediently on the bed, he laughed: "What an obedient doll." How could Concubine Wanrou's daughter be so well-behaved? ”

Concubine Wanrou? Isn't that "her" mother? How did he meet?

"Little girl, your life is really big, you can come back to life if you are so badly injured, tsk, you have a great life, and there will be a blessing in the future. Haha, little girl, do you know that you have been in a coma for three days? ”

"It's a pity, such a good physique, it's useless. Little girl, how is Concubine Wanrou now, do you know? ”

The man was babbling.

"Ah, yes, you can't possibly know. It's me who is abrupt. The man finished asking her, and followed himself in reply.

Beiling thought it was funny. How boring is this person to ask himself?

"Little girl ......"

Later, she said something again, Bei Ling couldn't remember clearly, she only felt that she was dizzy and wanted to sleep, so she tilted her head and fell asleep directly.

The man squinted at Beiling, who had fallen asleep, pondered for a while, and then turned around and went out.

There is no black and white day and night in the wilderness, but there are stormy and sunny days, and these stormy and sunny days come very regularly. One day of wind, two days of rain, and four sunny days. Seven days later, another day of wind, two days of rain, and four days of sunshine. Seven days is a reincarnation, and Beiling relies on this to count the days.

Today is her fifth day in the wilderness. Fine.

Bu Qingyi, the person who saved her in the first place, went out today. It is said that today is the day of the harvest of wild sesame grass, and he rushed to harvest, so he went out to the oasis early in the morning.

Beiling sat bored at the door, waiting for him to come back.

She still can't see, and her hands and feet are still not good. She could speak.

According to Bu Qingyi, the lightest injury on her body is her throat. So, after being forced to drink the weird decoction for three days, my voice can speak......

Although the sound is still hard to hear. The voice of the crow when he screamed was hoarse.

However, being able to speak is already good.

The sun shines warmly on my body, and it is very comfortable.

When she was healthy, she had never been so leisurely, but when she was injured and couldn't do anything, she was idle and enjoyed the hard-won leisure. It can be regarded as stealing half a day of leisure.

Thinking of this, Bei Ling smiled.

However, thinking of the owner of this house, Beiling couldn't help but be curious.

This, what kind of person is Bu Qingyi? After getting along in the past few days, I have given her a kind of gentle and elegant, humble gentleman, and occasionally with some stubborn air that noble sons have, and will make a few harmless jokes with her. Although, she thinks that none of these jokes are funny, they are all bad jokes.

However, the legendary Bu Qingyi is not such a person.

He dared to make trouble in the demon world a hundred years ago, and vowed to save Concubine Wanrou from the demon world from the sea of suffering, but as a result, he was beaten into a wild land and never came out. However, after getting along for so many days, why didn't she find out? I just think this person is amusing a lot.

"You're in a good mood today."

Bu Qingyi turned his head, but he still touched it.

"Hmm."

Beiling nodded.

"Savage sesame grass picked?" Beiling asked.

Bu Qingyi nodded, and suddenly thought that Beiling couldn't see it, so he answered: "I picked it." Now, I can treat your eyes. ”

Bu Qingyi said and looked at Beiling, and his eyes fell on her hands and feet, "Maybe, it will take a few days for your hands and feet, I will treat your eyes first today, it may be a little painful, bear with it." After speaking, he helped Beiling up and led Beiling to the inner room.

Treating the eyes is a very troublesome process.

Lead Beiling to a dark room. The smell of the darkroom is very familiar, and the smell of herbs is thick everywhere, and Beiling wants to vomit when he smells it. Like three years ago, she has to soak in herbs every day to wash the marrow and detoxify.

"What are you doing here?" Beiling asked. Her hoarse voice gave way, and Tsing Yi frowned.

"My throat is better than yesterday, but it looks like I need to give you more potion." Bu Qingyi said, put his hand on Beiling's head, and removed the gauze covering her eyes.

The gauze was stained with blood. Bu Qingyi's movements were very gentle, and Beiling was still in pain. But she didn't scream, just frowned, endured the pain, and didn't say a word.

Although Bu Qingyi had been prepared, he was still surprised by the scene in front of him. The originally bright eyes were bleeding at this time, and the purple pupils were not focused, staring at him emptyly.

Bu Qingyi looked at her eyes for a moment, and finally said, "No wonder it bleeds, it turns out that you have been punctured here." As he spoke, he reached out and pressed her eyelid to the position.

"Well, this is where Concubine Geying took a needle. I thought it was just the location of the tear ducts. "Beiling Road. The tone doesn't care much. Listening to Bu Qingyi's heart, he trembled.

Bu Qingyi smiled: "I admire your courage." ”

"Thank you." North Lingguaner.

"Now, then, show me how strong your courage really is." Bu Qingyi said, and walked to a place to pour all the wild sesame grass, cassia seeds, incense sticks, poria cocos, and musk from the buck into a transparent bowl, mash them all with something, and bring out the juice.

A strange smell permeated the room, smelling this smell, Beiling didn't know how many times she retched, and that time was almost worse than morning sickness.

"This tastes ......"

"It smells good, doesn't it?"

It smells good......

Beiling raised an eyebrow. I couldn't say anything anymore, and I couldn't refute it at all.

To discuss the smell or smell of a person with a sense of smell is a slap in the face, and in fact, there is no way you can correct his "broken" nose!

Endured this weird smell, Beiling did it properly.

It was almost crushed, and Bu Qingyi took the bowl of things and walked towards Beiling step by step.

Reached out and grabbed a handful in the bowl, and then applied it to Bei Ling's eyes, and there was still some soup left on the herbs, which flowed down Bei Ling's face and into her mouth.

Bei Ling just wanted to spit it out, but his mouth was blocked by Bu Qingyi's hand, and he heard him say, "Don't spit out, this is a good thing." Eat it, and it will only do you good. "No, Beiling had to swallow it.

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