Chapter 673: Waking up from a dream and heartbroken
Shahua closed her eyes slightly, she didn't want to pay attention to anyone at this time. (Novel website www
"Miss Shahua, do you want a drink of water?" Her originally red lips were slightly chapped.
"No, get out! Get out of here!" Shahua didn't want to open her eyes at all.
The two boys did not dare to offend her and retreated.[
Ye Xuanji squatted in the corner sadly, all she could do was draw circles.
She now doubts a question. Is she dead?
Or dreaming?
What if he died?
Shouldn't we go to the underworld to have tea with the Lord of Hell?
Why are you here as a spectator?
If it was a dream, then this dream was too long!
She was depressed when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in.
He looked up and saw that Shahua had landed on the ground at some point. He casually put a robe on his body and rushed out.
It's so late and she's so sick, where is she going?
Ye Xuanji was filled with wonder and followed him out.
The wind was cold and the dew was heavy, but Shahua ran like the wind and came to a small building in a blink of an eye.
Wind chimes are hung at the four corners, which is majestic and majestic.
It is the palace of Hua Wuxiang.
Shahua did not go through the main entrance, but used a technique to pass directly through the wall.
She pursed her lips tightly, as if she wanted to rush in.
But suddenly he stopped, turned over, and hid behind a big tree.
Ye Xuanji subconsciously looked around and saw Tutu swaying over with a tray in his hand.
There is a celadon covered bowl inside the tray, and there is faint heat coming out.[
Tutu quickly walked into the hall, and Shahua turned out from behind the tree. She seemed to have lost the courage to rush in, and looked straight into the window.
The window is open, and the scene inside can be seen clearly at a glance.
Hua Wuxiang was still dressed in white and was sitting at the desk correcting documents.
He seemed to be reading a document, but his eyes were a little vacant, as if he was distracted.
"Holy Master, this is the rock sugar lotus seed soup that my slave has cooked for you. How does it taste?" Tutu placed the bowl of porridge in front of Hua Wuxiang...
Hua Wuxiang raised his head and glanced at her, sighing softly: "You can just let those boys do this, why are you still not sleeping?"酩訾丨騾戾戩権樾樾渾権樾戾渨騩訾曰雨権樾