Origin Chapter 32: The One-Armed Son (4)
[Central Divine Land/Weiyang City, the Capital of the Gods/Canghuang Shrine/Once]
"The sun bends, the moon is full, the birds run and the dogs fly.
The fool smiled at the fool...... Boredom is dead, boredom is dead!
An inexplicable children's rhyme with inexplicable lyrics came from an inconspicuous dilapidated courtyard in the shrine.
The lyrics are inexplicable, not to mention, how bad the singer must be, how incomplete the five tones are, in order to sing so indignantly.
"Aunt Xiu, who is staying in this broken courtyard...... Who is it...... Master?"
A young palace maid wearing a pink palace maid's costume with a childish face cautiously asked the aunt who was in charge beside her.
She pondered it in her heart for a long time, and then carefully used the word "master".
You must know that the masters in this Canghuang Divine Clan, how noble, radiant and carefree immortals they are.
How could you stay in such a shabby, dirty place for ordinary palace maids?
"It's the goddess of the Canghuang Emperor. Don't make a fuss about it for a while, it's rude, understand?"
The older woman, who was called Aunt Xiu, turned around and whispered to the young palace maid. She gave the woman a stern look.
The palace maid nodded hurriedly, the nervousness in her expression became more obvious, and she hugged the medicine jar in her arms.
"Master, the slave has brought you a decoction. Aunt Xiu spoke outside the door, her kind voice trembling slightly.
On this day, a bowl of mysterious decoction has not been interrupted since the birth of the goddess Luoxi.
Every evening, it is delivered on time, and it is never slack.
There is only one thing, and I never slack off.
"Master, master, slave and maid are coming in. Aunt Xiu glanced at the palace maid beside her, and walked in cautiously.
The courtyard was unusually dim, and on the candlestick stood a lonely half-rickety candle, covered with layers of ash.
The floor tiles on the ground are cracked, and the cobwebs in the corners are hung with empty insect shells.
The room is not big or small, but when I look around, there is not a single piece of furniture that looks like it.
A wooden table, unpatterned, sits abruptly in the middle of the room.
The crooked wardrobe, which is about to strike at any time, is mottled and peeled off, like an unwanted waste thrown out of the palace maid's room.
On the small and hard wooden bed, a little girl sits. The girl, dressed in orange, was dark in the dimly lit room.
The girl's hair was messy, and it looked like she grabbed it at random, so she tied it up in a bun, but it was actually because the girl hadn't combed her hair for a long time.
The girl had a knife in her hand, and it seemed that something was being cut down at once, and the crumbs fell to the ground, and on the bed, she didn't care, she didn't look at it.
"Master. Aunt Xiu bent down and spoke, calling the girl softly.
"The sun is crooked, the moon is full, the birds run and the dogs fly, the fool laughs and the clever bastard, who is more stupid than whom......"
"Lord, it's time to drink the medicine. Aunt Xiu and the palace maid holding the medicine jar beside her glanced at each other, and called the girl again.
"That Emperor Blue, let that Emperor Blue drink it. That fat-headed fat-eared bastard, take it and put it in his fat belly!" Luo Xi shouted at the top of his voice, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.
The palace maid trembled, almost missing the medicine jar in her hand.
The older Aunt Xiu also shook her shoulders and lowered her head.
What did this unabashed girl say?
"Master, you can't talk nonsense! What a noble son Lan Gongzi is, Master must not talk nonsense!"
Aunt Xiu knelt in front of Luo Xi, bowed her head and said, "Master, the slave begs you, I beg you, please drink this medicine." After drinking and sleeping, no matter how troubled it is, it will all be over. β
"According to what you say, this medicine is a top-grade panacea for all kinds of diseases and worries? Then I've been drinking it for so many years, why do I still have this ghostly virtue that looks unpleasant every day?" Luo Xi didn't raise his eyelids, fiddling with the things in his hands.
"Master, please master, don't embarrass the slaves and maids anymore......"
Luo Xi finally raised her eyes, and there was a dead silence in those amber eyes, which should not have been the eyes of a child who looked like he was in his early teens.
She looked at her kneeling aunt and the young palace maid, all of whom looked embarrassed and frightened.
Which great man did he offend before he was sent to deliver medicine to himself.
Luo Xi sneered in his heart.
Let me not embarrass you, then where shall I go, and who will I beg to spare me?
Luo Xi pursed his pale mouth, the corner of his mouth was not small and small blood scab, and under those big eyes were deep and heavy terrifying dark circles.
is obviously half-unconscious and dazed all year round, but he is as haggard and scary as a person who stays up late.
She lowered her eyelids, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was stubbornββββ
"I drink, I drink. β
Aunt Xiu and the palace maid glanced at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were relieved.
The palace maid hurriedly opened the medicine jar, took out the bowl, and took a large bowl.
looked like she was afraid that the goddess would regret it, and then embarrassed them.
Luo Xi took it with one hand, and the big bowl lined the girl's thin hand even thinner.
She glanced at the weird decoction that was darker than ink, frowned, wrinkled her nose, took a big sip and said, "Big sisters, will you add some honey next time?"
"Yes, yes, master. β
"Okay, the slave has written it down. β
Luo Xi sneered, and without saying much, Gollum raised his head and poured a large bowl of medicine.
Of course, she knew that even if she said it a hundred times, not half a drop of honey would appear in the medicine.
The person who delivered the medicine is a new face every day, and he probably forgets it all when he turns his head, and he doesn't have to be afraid of his temper.
After drinking the decoction, Luo Xi immediately tightened his brows, clutched his chest and coughed violently, and the familiar feeling of whirling the world came to his head again.
It's so good, once you come a day, you are more considerate than your mother and father.
Then, she collapsed on the bed, her face was blue and purple, her whole body was convulsing, and her shoulders and forehead were dripping with cold sweat.
The knife in her hand rolled to the ground along with the thing she had just been sharpening and grinding.
The old palace maid looked at it, and the goddess was actually making a piccolo.
A piccolo that is so ugly that I don't know if it can make a sound.
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Lori has something to say:
In this paragraph of the Canghuang Divine Palace, Luoxi's life experience and past will basically be written, and why she is obsessed with Gongziyuan.
And there will be a number of more important characters with the appearance, such as the one who appeared later, Luoxi's adoptive mother, the Queen of the Heavenly Rulers, and Concubine Jingshen.
The new characters will alternate with the already appeared Gongziyuan, Duo Yizhen, and Zhanyun, and the transition will be more frequent.
Look for [Was/Present]!