This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 110: Passionate but always ruthless, I feel like I can’t laugh (28)

But she shed tears because of Master's indifference and grievance.

Master was the first person to punish him.

He was also the first person to make him feel so wronged that he shed tears.

He doesn't complain, he is just angry. Master is too partial. He is obviously ten thousand times better than that trash...

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When Rong Hua woke up again, he had returned to his dormitory.

It's night now, and the palace is brightly lit with candles.

The familiar white curtain made his pupils move, and there was nothing but coldness in his dark eyes.

There were footsteps outside the white curtain.

A finger as white as green onions lifted the white curtain. She sat by the bed, as if she had sensed that Rong Hua had woken up, and said lightly: "Drink the medicine."

Rong Hua didn't answer her, he just stared blankly at a point in the void. Instead of the previous violence and madness, only numbness and daze remained.

"Don't you want to drink?"

Shen Yue knew that the man was silently confronting her.

Shen Yue lost her indifference and became gentle and quiet, "I have been taking this medicine for a long time. It would be a pity if I drank it."

The person on the bed ignored her at all, treating her as if she were nothing. He didn't make any noise, and was unusually quiet.

The medicine is bitter and smells bitter.

Shen Yue breathed out a cold breath, her hand wavered in the air twice, and then she touched Rong Hua's hand outside.

Rong Hua did not hide or move, and showed no emotion. If it were not for the faint sound of breathing, Shen Yue would have thought that the person on the bed was dead.

The cold fingertips were colder than the patient on the bed.

"Why do you become more disobedient as you grow older?" Shen Yue seemed helpless.

Rong Hua finally said one word.

"roll."

The cold fingertips resting on the back of his hand paused for a moment, and then slowly retracted. The cool touch was still there, clearly showing that the owner of the fingers was still here just now.

Shen Yue pursed her lips, like a lonely and elegant white crane in the quiet night, her eyebrows were cold and light, clean and clear.

She spoke softly: "You don't want to drink the medicine, are you threatening me?"

Rong Hua closed his eyes directly, as if he was bored.

Shen Yue said: "People cannot be resurrected after death. Everything is karma. I can't interfere."

The person on the bed still didn't move.

She sighed, the medicine was still hot, she stirred it in the bowl with a spoon, then scooped up a spoonful of soup and blew it gently, and brought it to the man's mouth, but it didn't touch the corner of his mouth. He was pushed away rudely.

Her wrist was unstable, the medicine bowl fell from her hand, and most of the hot medicine spilled on her body.

The white shirt was stained and stained, leaving a large area of ​​dark green.

Shen Yue didn't care, and just said softly: "It's a waste of this bowl of medicine."

After picking up the glass fragments on the ground, Shen Yue went out and brought another bowl of medicine.

Fortunately, she cooked a larger portion today, two bowls.

This time Shen Yue did not go to feed him without authorization, but asked calmly: "Do you really want to save her?"

The person who stepped on the bed finally reacted. He rolled his eyes and looked at Shen Yue sitting beside the bed.

Shen Yue felt his gaze and continued, "I do have a way to save her."

The man's pupils trembled slightly, and he accidentally broke the jade stone beside the bed into pieces. He stared at the white-clothed immortal in front of him with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see some clues from her face.

Her brows and eyes were very calm, as if they were separated by the boundless mountains and seas, making it invisible and impossible to touch. She hadn't had time to change the white shirt on her body, and she, who had always loved cleanliness, didn't notice it at all at the moment.

She handed over the medicine in her hand.

"Drink the medicine first and then I'll tell you."

Rong Hua clenched his fists and exerted slight force, then slowly released his hands. At this moment, his fingers were a little stiff and touched the bowl of medicine. It was not hot or cold, and the temperature was just right.

The medicine is very bitter. Rong Hua was afraid of bitterness when he was a child. Every time he took the medicine, he would do all sorts of things. It took him a long time to coax him to drink it. And every time he drank it, he had to prepare a small jar of candied fruit for him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to drink it. Have fun all day long.

As Rong Hua grew up, he seemed to be no longer afraid of hardship. He drank the bowl of medicine in one go without even frowning.

As soon as I put the bowl down, a small plate of candied fruits appeared in front of me.

Rong Hua paused and looked at the candied fruit with deep eyes.

"Eat it." The immortal in white seemed to smile, very faintly, and passed by in a flash, "It won't be bitter after you eat it."

It's still like coaxing a child.

Rong Hua did not take it, or even touch the candied fruit. He had no expression, looking at Shen Yue with his dark eyes, and said in a low and hollow voice, "How to save her?"

Shen Yue didn't know that Rong Hua hadn't touched the candied fruit. She picked up the bowl from which she had finished drinking the medicine, and turned her back to the man on the bed.

"I have my own way. You can recover well here."

After saying that, Shen Yue left.

Rong Hua looked at the white and thin figure. For some reason, his heart suddenly throbbed. He felt as if something important was secretly flowing away from his fingers. The more he wanted to catch it, the more he flowed. The faster.

Shen Yue actually had nothing to do, but she knew that the heroine couldn't die just like that, otherwise the storyline would not be able to develop.

In the original work, the heroine also died in this way, but it was the hero who brought her back from hell.

The problem is that now the male protagonist is not as affectionate towards the female protagonist as in the original work. Shen Yue doesn't think Xuancheng would risk half his life to get Yin Jing.

Sure enough, the male protagonist is unreliable at the critical moment.

The villain is still reliable, and it seems that the villain is already attracted to the heroine.

In this case... why not help the male protagonist navigate the plot first.

Otherwise, the subsequent storyline will not be able to unfold.

Shen Yue poked at the system: [What do you think I should do?]

The system was watching a TV series, and the whole data was crying: [You, what did you say?]

Shen Yue: [...Nothing.]

The system looks even more unreliable.

The heroine only injured her body, but her soul is still there.

In the original plot, Xuancheng went to find a fairy doctor. This fairy doctor had great medical skills. Legend has it that he had a treasure that could bring people back to life.

Of course, this is just a legend, and no one has actually seen it.

In order to save the heroine, Xuancheng tried every means, and of course he also went to Fengyan Valley, which was the territory of the fairy doctor.

Shen Yue took a rough look at it, only saying how difficult it was and how much effort it took to get the elixir.

Then the heroine did come back from the dead.

Shen Yue raised her eyebrows. She felt that she was really a busy person. She had to carry out her own plot, and she also had to help the male protagonist with the plot. It really didn't make anyone worry about anything.

If the male protagonist knew something, he would have been in harmony with the female protagonist long ago. How could there be so many troubles?

(End of chapter)