"I see, I don't want a third person to know about this!" Jiuli said lightly.

"You still want to hide it, she can't cultivate, in this Tianyun Sect, she can only be bullied and ridiculed by others, you might as well let her go down the mountain!" Fairy Changyun was puzzled.

In her opinion, since there was no way, it didn't make sense to leave Rong Yingqiang in the Tianyun Sect.

"The Third Elder Heal her injuries first." Jiuli didn't want to continue the topic.

"This kind of small injury can be cured if I don't come, you should think about it yourself first!" Fairy Changyun said a little angrily.

Before leaving, he left a bottle of elixir and asked Jiuli to have one pill in the morning and one in the evening, and he was also a person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

After this group of annoying people were gone, Jiuli looked at Fenghua, whose little face was flushed because of fever, and changed her with a cold veil.

"Let me come, the Venerable will go and rest first, and the eldest lady will immediately go and tell the Venerable if there is anything." Pu'er said cautiously.

Jiuli ignored her, just staring at Rong Ying, who was still unconscious, as if he was in a daze.

"It's all slaves who didn't take good care of the eldest lady, please condemn the Venerable!" Pu'er remembers that he would only kneel down and plead guilty.

"It's none of your business, let's go down first, I'll call you when I want you to help." Jiuli answered her at this time.

Pu'er didn't dare to say much, so he could only go down and wait outside first according to Jiuli's meaning.

"Master......" The child seemed to wake up a little, and his hand softly grabbed his fingers and called him.

She didn't hold on tightly, he didn't even need to use force to break free, but Jiuli didn't want to break free, he still remembered him in a daze, and talked back to him every day, but he relied on him inexplicably.

If she can't cultivate, it is actually not a good thing to return to the family, the big family hides dirt and dirt, and even if Fenghua has his protection, there will definitely not be any good marriage.

Besides, he can't protect her all the time, there are many people who don't like her over the years, and he will definitely not let her go.

Even if she didn't have any of these, the gap that she couldn't cultivate alone was enough to crush her.

But when did he actually have the idea of sheltering him?

That's it, since you want to shelter. Then take shelter to the end, what if you can't cultivate.

"The next time you don't obey, I'll throw you down the mountain." Jiuli said a little harshly.

For her sake's sake, what about helping her once, it can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the Gu family over the years.

Jiuli felt that he was pitiful because of that little pitiful family affection, so he would be pitiful Fenghua.

If Gu Luo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say, why didn't he know that Jiuli still had such emotions as soft-heartedness?

Jiuli lifted the quilt and slept next to her, Rong Ying felt that there was someone beside him, a little uneasy, but he felt a familiar breath, and involuntarily rolled into his arms.

Jiuli looked at the small lump in his arms, and his expression was never softer.

Although lying on the bed, Jiuli didn't sleep much, and kept checking Rong Ying's condition until the fever subsided at night, so he got up early in the morning and cooked shredded chicken porridge for Rong Ying.

With the blessing of Tuorong Ying, Pu'er actually ate a meal cooked by Jiuli, but she was not very happy, she only felt that she was under a lot of pressure from this meal, and her stomach ached faintly.

"Hmm, it hurts." Rong Ying muttered and opened his eyes.

Almost the moment she woke up, Jiuli had already heard movement coming in.