This maid has a beautiful appearance, delicate and soft skin, and is a rare beauty embryo.

In the courtyard, there was also a housekeeper sitting on a rattan chair, who was also Mrs. Yunda's housekeeper, but his status was second to An Haixuan.

Seeing Chu Yunting come back, the housekeeper stood up proudly, pointed to those treasure boxes and the maid and said to Chu Yunting, "Third prince, this is a reward from the eldest lady. ”

After finishing speaking, he only stared deeply at the maid and said, "Song'er, in the future, you will serve the third prince well, and there must be no mistakes." ”

The maid bowed her head and said, "Yes." But he didn't dare to look up.

At that moment, the butler's face was quite satisfied, and he walked away.

Seeing this, Chu Yunting's heart swelled with surprise.

Those four treasures of the study room are treasures at a glance, including the spirit fox pen of the Snow Jade Fang, Bai Bing ink, etc., which are all out of his reach.

And this maid is so beautiful, how could Mrs. Yun be willing to give it to him?

You must know that Mrs. Yun has always hated him, what is going on?

If something goes weird, there must be a deception!

Chu Yunting looked at the maid at the moment.

He noticed that the maid was extremely light, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, but her expression was extremely haggard.

At this time, the maid glanced at Chu Yunting a little timidly, lowered her body and said, "Song'er has seen the third son. ”

She saluted like this, her movements were jerky, obviously she was not familiar with this etiquette, and her eyes were lowered, as if she had something in her heart, and she didn't dare to look at Chu Yunting.

"I'm afraid that she is the maid sent by the eldest lady to spy on me, right? I am afraid that I will be proud of my heart to give this gift, find my flaws in the past few days, and find an opportunity to attack me?" Chu Yunting speculated, nodded lightly at the moment, and went back to the room first.

found that the jade fox was guarding the windowsill, and Jiao Na was still unconscious, but her complexion was obviously much better, and he couldn't help but settle down.

"Slave maid serves you to wash ......" At this moment, Song'er, the maid outside the door, saw Chu Yunting walking out of the room, and couldn't help but speak respectfully.

She brought the basin next to her, but her movements trembled.

"No need, I'm sleepy, you can go and sleep in the side room by yourself. Chu Yunting casually pointed to the side house in the garden.

He is now in a small realm, and in his words, he is not angry and arrogant, and the maid Song'er did not dare to refute anything, so she obediently walked into the side room.

"In addition, I see that your breath meridians are disordered, and the elixir acupoint seems to be blocked, since you are my maid, I will drive it away for you tomorrow, and there will be no worries. Chu Yunting looked at Song'er, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, and he used his soul to see that Song'er's body was abnormal.

Hearing the "Spirit Pill Acupoint" and "Breath Disorder", Na Song'er's eyes were startled, revealing a hint of hope, and then he saluted Chu Yunting: "Thank you, Third Prince." ”

This time, it was the expression of gratitude.

"I'm afraid that this Song'er is also a hard-working woman, and she was forced to come, and Mrs. Yun deliberately wants to confuse me with beauty. Looks like I'm going to be more vigilant. ”

Chu Yunting thought like this, returned to another side room in the courtyard, and at the moment his soul left his body, confirming that no one was snooping on him for nearly twenty zhang in the week, so he took out the ghost weapon of the coral hook and used the power of the soul to figure it out.

This coral hook is absolutely extraordinary, and it has plagued the world in front of thirty years, and only the edge on it has a sense of solemnity, so that Chu Yunting's soul does not dare to come within a zhang.

There was even a faint backlash in it, which made Chu Yunting's soul seem to be extremely stinging, as if it was twisting the muscles and bones.

"It seems that if you want to control this coral hook, you have to at least lift the human realm. Now I'm just comparable to Xiucai, and I'm still far from it. Chu Yunting frowned slightly, he knew that any treasure artifact, once tamed, could move as he pleased, and could even be re-cultivated by himself, he could abandon the qi of death and mourning.

However, if he wants to sacrifice, his current realm is far from enough.

At that moment, he collected his soul and returned to his body, using the holy light of the emperor's talent, and visualizing with his mind, wanting to slowly restore peace to his mind.

"Whew!"

It's just that at this moment, he felt his qi and blood churning, and he couldn't even stabilize his gods, and the holy light of the emperor's talent seemed to be exhausted.

"It's not good! Today, my soul was out of my body, I was injured by death, and later I fought with An Haixuan and the ghost soul, no matter how strong my soul was, it couldn't stop such consumption. Chu Yunting lost his mind in his heart, this time, he really had a headache.

If this continues, I am afraid that his soul will be greatly damaged, it will be difficult to heal, and even his realm will fall.

"Breathe and breathe. ”

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he remembered the breathing method taught to him by the fox Confucian at the beginning.

This fox Confucian once said that it took a hundred years to breathe and finally cultivate into a human form, it seems that this breathing and breathing method is a kind of Taoism, which has the effect of condensing the soul, and may have a unique help for the soul?

For a while, he swallowed and vomited, his body seemed to be fixed on the back of a horse, and then with the power of swallowing, he absorbed the light of the moon in the sky.

Suddenly, the breath in his body began to overflow, qi and blood circulated, and finally slowly penetrated inside and outside, and his mind quickly calmed down.

"This breathing and breathing method, like a suitable Taoist technique, actually has such a soul-nourishing effect!" Chu Yunting couldn't help but be stunned.

He had seen many texts, and he had mentioned that the power of the soul was extremely difficult to cultivate, and it needed to be accumulated over time, but he didn't expect that the breathing and breathing method would have such a wonderful effect on nourishing the soul!

He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and for a full hour, he was immersed in this kind of soul nourishment.

When he came to his senses, he found that his soul power had been restored.

"It's only one hour, it's comparable to three or four hours of sleep!"

"If it goes on for a long time, practicing this method of breathing and breathing from time to time will definitely be of great benefit!"

"I just don't know what kind of strange fox that Confucian old fox is?"

Chu Yunting opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like a domineering king in the world, who could shock the world.

However, he also knows that this breathing and breathing method is not an overnight effort, it needs to be accumulated over time, and if he wants to improve quickly, he can only look forward to the empowerment of the literary qi in the academy.

The library pavilion in the Academy of Literature has tens of thousands of scriptures, each of which has its own literary atmosphere, plus there are many statues of saints, who are prayed and worshiped every day, and the aura surges.

After knowing that Madam Yun was related to Zuo Xiang, his desire to quickly improve his cultivation became even stronger.

And once the news of An Haixuan's killing comes out, Mrs. Yun will inevitably be angry, doubt herself, and will take action against herself.

Just then, he suddenly heard a small sobbing sound coming from outside the door.

It came out of the side room of the maid Song'er.

The voice was extremely low, and if it weren't for Chu Yunting's extremely strong spirit, he wouldn't have been able to hear it at all.

Chu Yunting frowned slightly, and then heard Na Song'er sobbing, as if singing: "Thin life is as light as a leaf, and the remnant soul turns like a fluffy ......" and then she couldn't hear it clearly, as if she was sighing about her own fate, and there was a trace of despair in her tone.

This cry seems to be a sorrow in the heart, and it is by no means deliberate.

Even Chu Yunting couldn't help but be moved.

Frowning, Chu Yunting pushed open the door and walked towards Song'er's side room.