Chapter 65: The Idle Window of the Small Courtyard is Deep in Spring (1)
Pain!
The moment I opened my eyes, I was awakened by pain.
The whole body was in great pain, like small insects mixed in the meridians, wriggling and biting on each meridian.
"Uh......" When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a small room that was simple but exquisite.
The Zhu Yu hanging down from the bed curtain hung down at will, and when the breeze blew, Zhu Yu rolled softly, making a crisp sound.
There is a faint incense burning on the indoor desk, the pale cyan smoke is floating in the air, and the light fragrance gives people a warm and familiar taste, which actually makes people feel a little nostalgic.
"Ahem!" The throat was itchy, dry and astringent, like someone had been scraped by a razor blade.
"Whoa......" When I shook my mind, the door opened, and a breezy face was reflected.
"Are you awake?" He smiled, and his eyes seemed to crush the stars in the sky.
Who, who—people?!
I was dumbfounded.
Isn't this the mortal who was dumped to some unknown place by me? How did you end up here?!
"Little girl, you've been asleep for more than seven days." He was smiling, and I was almost dazzled by the light in his eyes, and the moment he approached and sat on the edge of the bed, I felt my heart sink slightly with his movements.
The faint fragrance of his body wafted into my heart, and I had an emotion that I had never felt before. Very strange emotions.
"Are you hungry?" He was holding the soup pot in his hand, and I smelled the fragrance, which was stewed with old hen soup, as well as red dates, chestnuts, and longan......
......As soon as I smelled the fragrance, the worms in my stomach rubbed up.
"Heh......" he smiled, and it was so beautiful that it made me a little embarrassed.
"I'm hungry." When I saw this mortal, I didn't have bloodthirsty impulses, nor did I feel any embarrassment or rustiness, on the contrary, I felt very relieved when I saw him.
So I'm not welcome, anyway...... Ahem, he was snatched away by Mrs. Yan before, and I finally saved him, didn't I? Wrong!
Speaking of this, I remembered that something was wrong! This is a mortal! A powerless mortal! Before, I was blocked from all my soul power and spiritual power! And punished by heaven!
The thunder struck my body, and I still have a numb scalp to this day, and I feel that the residual electricity is still flowing on my body! So...... I'm - dead or alive?!
If you die...... Why do I still hurt? How can there still be consciousness? Isn't it time for the soul to be scattered?! But if you are alive...... How did I survive? The supreme of the fairy world has made a dead hand, and the heavenly punishment has been drawn, and they all hate me to the bone, wishing that I would be wiped out!
Could it be ......
Suddenly I remembered the picture I saw in a trance at the end, and I thought it was a dream...... Could it be that this mortal is really this?
No way! He doesn't have half of the immortal power or aura on him, how can he save me! No kidding, okay?!
"If you're hungry, drink soup! I made it myself. He smiled, his eyes overflowing with the light of broken stars, his eyes like distant dreams, suddenly crashing into my sight, crashing into my heart.
Hungry or not? I made it myself, and I hope you'll like it.
I suddenly remembered a whisper-like voice in my ears, and at the moment I wanted to catch it, it was far away, and it came and went suddenly, so that people couldn't touch it and couldn't grasp it.
"Come, I'll feed you." He lowered his head, placed the soup pot on the small wooden table at the head of the bed, served it in a small bowl, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, and blew gently......
Looking at his gentle and smiling eyebrows, my heart trembled slightly.