Chapter 982 Where's Yan Girl?
"How did I know that the ancestor told us to take good care of Miss Clothing, but I don't think she has any ambitions to live. How can her health get any better!"
"Hey~ Our young lady is also really miserable. You said that such things happened to her. She is lucky not to go crazy—"
"Hush—you don't want to die! The ancestor told me that no one is allowed to make irresponsible remarks, otherwise he will be handed over to the execution room for punishment!"
"Good sister, I know I'm wrong, I also feel sorry for Miss, at the age of a flower, but my heart is haggard, lifeless, just looking at it makes me feel bad!"
"Hey!" The two maidservants sighed in unison, and looked up at the figure in the room again.
With the young lady's cultivation level, the two of them naturally couldn't hide their words from her ears, but she didn't respond at all, not even changing the folds of the silk blanket covering her legs.
The two looked at each other with sad faces, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, a voice sounded behind the two of them: "Is Yan girl better?"
The two maidservants were startled, turned their heads to look, and then relaxed, bowing respectfully without mentioning: "See Lord Shengzun!"
It was Bailifeng who came.
He waved his hand and signaled the two to get up: "Where is Yan girl?"
Lingzhi replied: "Miss is still the same as before, sitting by the window for a whole day, neither crying nor laughing, just in a daze!"
The mad saint Bailifeng walked into the room and got angry when he saw Huan Qingyan looking desperate and unlovable.
He has always had a bad temper and poor patience.
But I feel sorry for this girl, and I have a bit of guilt, so I tolerate it very much. Seeing that a month has passed, the girl's injuries have almost recovered, but she is still so unbelievable, dying all day long, watching Just angry and hurt.
Anyway, it is also the blood of Baili's family, why is it so unaffected?
To his old man, love and love are just floating clouds, and he would die or live because of it, he has the blood in his body.
If this girl is allowed to be so decadent, I'm afraid she will be useless.
So he went straight forward, pulled the thin blanket covering Huan Qingyan's legs, and threw it casually, his face sank.
Huan Qingyan was startled, and turned her head to see clearly that it was the mad sage, and then looked at the blanket that fell on the ground, and the two servants behind the mad sage with terrified expressions.
He turned his head indifferently, turning a blind eye to everything.
The temper of the mad sage, how can he be so ignored by others, he raised his beard, slapped the table, and reprimanded; "Look at the way you are going to die now? People are neither ghosts nor ghosts, this sage rescued you back, Is it what made you look like this?"
Huan Qingyan turned a deaf ear.
If the mad sage hadn't been thinking silently in his heart, this is the baby of my Baili family, he can't be beaten, he would be beaten to death! be patient! endure!
After a hundred times of silent recitation, I managed to suppress my temper, and tried my best to express my heart: "Yan girl, you are still young, and now you have returned to the family, your ancient blood has awakened, and your talent is good. In time, your achievements will not be inferior to this one." Sheng, why bother to be decadent because of that brat from the Jimo family?"
Jimo, upon hearing these two words, Huan Qingyan's lifeless eyes finally moved, revealing a look of pain.
The mad sage finally reacted a bit, and immediately persuaded: "Yan girl, you have to know why you have fallen to this point, because you are not strong enough! If you are strong enough, Jimo's family dare not look down on you, Jimo Ya's old lady dare not do anything to you, and you will not be reduced to a discarded pawn! Do you understand?