Hua Yuqiong suddenly felt a burst of pain, anyway, there was no one around, and immediately bared her teeth and called out.

She turned her head to look at her waist, where she didn't know when someone had slashed her, a wound about a finger long, she actually felt it now!

Hua Yuqiong gritted her teeth, quickly washed it, wiped the water on her body, and then took out the medicine and sprinkled it on it and bandaged it.

She changed her clothes and simply hung her hair behind her with a hairpin.

So, not long after seeing the painting Yuqiong away, the painting guards saw the crescent-white figure holding an oil-paper umbrella, accompanied by a thunderous "boom".

Hua Yuqiong lifted the lid of the pot, put the potatoes and medicinal herbs in it, closed the lid of the pot, and stood quietly aside.

She caught a glimpse of the dishes on the board, and turned to the people with pots and spoons, "You put these things in those pots." ”

The few painters were stunned, "Little master, that's the meal for the painters in the mansion." ”

"I know." Hua Yuqiong looked at those people and said: "These medicinal materials have the effect of nourishing the body, and more or less of you are injured, so you can eat them first during this time, and you will have the right to cultivate your body." ”

"This ......"

The painters looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing? Don't hurry up yet. Put the things in, hesitate any longer, and the porridge is almost ready. Seeing that those people were still hesitating, Hua Yuqiong spoke again.

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

There was a touch of unknown feeling in their hearts, and they picked up the plate with their hands and feet, and poured the medicinal food into the porridge.

Little master, he ...... It's really changed a lot......

Hua Yuqiong watched their movements, chuckled, shook her head, lifted the lid of the pot and stirred the porridge with a spoon.

Seeing that the fire was getting smaller and smaller, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to add firewood, when a person walked over quickly.

"Little master, it's good to leave this kind of thing to us, just look at the porridge, otherwise the clothes you just changed into will be dirty again."

Hua Yuqiong looked at the painting Linwei who was squatting on the firewood, and thought that he would have to send porridge to the uncle in a while, but he couldn't destroy the image, so he nodded.

"Okay."

After a while, the porridge was ready.

Hua Yuqiong casually picked up a piece of cloth on the board and lifted the lid. The water vapor that was ready to be emitted inside rushed up, and the white mist caressed Hua Yuqiong's face with heat.

A painter Lin Wei brought several carved white porcelain bowls to her, and Hua Yuqiong filled the porridge, put the porridge on the tray with his hands, put a few dishes of side dishes, and carefully picked them up and walked out.

The rest of the people looked at the young man in white who was holding two large trays in one hand and an umbrella in the other, and looked dumbfounded.

It was the first time they had seen someone who could hold two trays in one hand.

In the gloomy sky outside, the ground suddenly turned white for a moment, and a "boom" sound sounded immediately after.

"Hey!"

Hua Yuqiong was so frightened by the sudden thunder that she almost turned her feet.

"Boom!"

"Wow!"

Hua Yuqiong looked up at the lightning and thunder that seemed to be laughing at her, rolled her eyes through gritted teeth, and raised her fist holding the umbrella towards the cloudy sky.

"Wow!"

A bolt of lightning fell straight on a tree not far from Hua Yuqiong, splitting the big tree that the three of them could embrace, and it was scorched black.