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Ning Xuemo was still a little stunned when she returned to the room, has her relationship with Shen Jiuli warmed up a bit?

Her eyes fell on the bowl of medicinal soup that had already cooled down, she frowned, and finally raised the bowl and drank it all.

Bitter!

The bitter Ning Xue Mo wanted to hit the wall. What kind of herbs can be used to make such an earth-shattering medicinal soup of bitterness?

Didn't Shen Jiuli really mean to take revenge on her?

Ning Xuemo lay on the bed and straightened up the corpse for a long time to relieve the bitterness, and when she thought that there would be a bowl tomorrow, she felt nostalgic......

She slowly got up and continued to practice.

There was no way, she didn't have anything else to do now, she couldn't think of anything else to do except practice......

The next day, Ning Xuemo got up early and went to say goodbye.

Shen Jiuli was already playing chess by himself, and when he saw her coming, he beckoned to her: "Come here." ”

So three more games were played.

Ning Xuemo rubbed her eyebrows, playing these games of chess felt more tired than practicing for three days and three nights, her brain cells were dying one by one, she felt that she seemed to be overusing her brain, and her head was a little dizzy.

A porcelain bowl carved from beautiful jade suddenly appeared in front of him, and the bowl was ......

The black liquid was steaming.

Ning Xuemo: "......" is really refreshing.

With a bitter face, she tried to discuss with Shen Jiuli: "Master, I just have a fever...... You don't have to be so excited...... This bowl of medicine is so precious, it's a bit overkill to use it for colds, isn't it? ”

Shen Jiuli raised his eyebrows lightly: "Either drink it yourself, or help you ...... for the teacher"

Help her? It can't be that she is forced to pour it, right?

Ning Xuemo had a black line, and finally took the bowl of medicine, his expression was quite a tragic sense of a strong man's broken wrist, and finally glanced at Shen Jiuli, seeing that he still did not take back his fate, he gritted his teeth and raised his head ruthlessly and grunted in.

Shen Jiuli: "......"

I've never seen such a bold way of drinking medicine. It's neater than drinking.

Ning Xuemo was so bitter that she wanted to jump up on the spot and knock herself unconscious, which simply broke through the limit of human bearing......

She forcibly restrained her desire to run wild, and stood there quietly digesting the bowl of medicine.

Shen Jiuli looked at her almost nostalgic expression, and her voice was a little puzzled: "So bitter? ”

Nonsense, don't be bitter, you try it......

Ning Xuemo finally relieved, and she said weakly: "Master, is this the last bowl?" ”

Shen Jiuli glanced at her lightly: "No." ”

Ning Xuemo: "......" didn't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that there seemed to be a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Ning Xuemo's current life is very two-point-one-line, get up in the morning to ask for peace, and then make a bowl of bitter medicine soup to refresh herself, and then play chess until noon before being put back, she will practice the Falling Moon Immortal Method in the afternoon...... In the evening, I went to ask for peace again, and after killing a bowl of medicinal soup, I went back with a bitter face.

It's just that when I went tonight, it seemed a little different.

Entering the palace gate, a hand as white as jade handed over the medicinal soup, and Ning Xuemo raised his head without giving himself time to hesitate.

When he was dying and coming back to life, his lips suddenly warmed, and something was stuffed in.

Ning Xuemo was simply sad and angry, and there was a new one before the medicinal soup was digested? This is the rhythm of trying to kill her.

I was about to spit out the contents of my mouth regardless of it, when I suddenly felt a trace of sweetness gradually blur from the tip of my tongue, slowly driving away the bitterness.

After a pause, he raised his eyes and looked at Shen Jiuli, who was looking at her quietly,