Hua Yuqiong suddenly felt a pain, and since there was no one around, she bared her teeth and screamed.
She turned her head and looked at her waist. She didn't know when someone had cut her there with a knife. The wound was about a finger long, and she only felt it now!
Hua Yuqiong gritted her teeth, quickly washed herself, wiped the water off her body, then took out the medicine, sprinkled it on it, and bandaged it.
She changed her clothes and simply tied her hair down behind her back with a hairpin.
Ever since, the Hualin guards who had watched Hua Yuqiong leave for a short time saw that crescent-white figure holding an oil-paper umbrella and rushing over with a thunderous "whoosh".
Hua Yuqiong opened the lid of the pot, put the yam and medicinal herbs in, closed the lid and stood aside quietly waiting.
From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the things placed on the plates one by one on the chopping board. She turned to the people holding pots and spoons and said, "Put these things into those pots."
The Hualin Guards were startled and said, "Young Master, that is a meal for the Hualin Guards in the mansion."
"I know." Hua Yuqiong looked at those people and said: "These medicinal materials have the effect of recuperating the body. Most of you have been injured, so just eat them during this period and treat them as a way to cultivate your body.
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"this……"
The Hualin Guards looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up. Put the things in, and if you hesitate any longer, the porridge is almost ready." Hua Yuqiong saw those people still hesitating, so she spoke again.
"Yes, thank you young master for your concern."
The few Hualin Guards felt an unknown feeling in their hearts. They quickly picked up the plates and poured the medicine and food into the porridge.
Young Master... he has really changed a lot...
Hua Yuqiong looked at their actions, chuckled, shook her head, opened 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 more firewood when a man walked over quickly.
"Young Master, just leave this kind of thing to us. Just watch the porridge, otherwise the clothes you just put on will get dirty again."
Hua Yuqiong looked at Hua Linwei who was squatting to add firewood, thinking that he would have to deliver porridge to his uncle later, but he couldn't ruin the image, so he nodded.
"All right."
After a while, the porridge was ready.
Hua Yuqiong casually picked up a piece of cloth on the chopping board and opened the lid. The water vapor inside surged up, and the white mist touched Hua Yuqiong's face with heat.
A Hualin guard brought several carved white porcelain bowls to her side. Hua Yuqiong filled the porridge, put it on the tray, put a few dishes of side dishes on it, carefully picked it up and walked out.
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The others looked at the young man in white who was holding two large trays in one hand and an umbrella in the other, dumbfounded.
This was the first time they saw someone who could carry two trays with one hand.
In the gloomy sky outside, the ground suddenly turned white for a moment, followed by a "rumbling" sound.
"Why!"
Hua Yuqiong was almost staggered by the sudden thunder.
"Boom!"
"Ouch!"
Hua Yuqiong looked up at the lightning and thunder that seemed to be laughing at her, gritted her teeth, rolled her eyes, and raised her fist holding the umbrella towards the cloudy sky.
"Ouch!"
A bolt of lightning fell directly on a tree not far from Hua Yuqiong, splitting the big tree that only three people could surround and scorched it black.