Chapter 982
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"I don't know. My grandfather told us to take good care of the dress lady, but I don't think she has the will to live. How can she get better!"
"Hey, our young lady is really unlucky. You said that if something happened to her, she was lucky not to be crazy -"
"Shh - you don't want your life! My grandfather told me that no one is allowed to gossip, or you will be handed over to the prison for punishment!"
"Good sister, I know I'm wrong. I'm also distressed, miss. At a flower age, but my heart is withered and boring. I feel distressed when I look at it!"
"Alas!" The two handmaids sighed together and looked up at the figure in the room.
With the cultivation of the young lady, they naturally couldn't hide their words from her ears, but she didn't respond at all. Even the pleats on the silk blanket covered on her legs didn't change.
They looked at each other with sad faces and didn't know what to do.
At this moment, a voice sounded behind them: "is Yan better?"
The two handmaids were startled, turned their heads and relaxed. They saluted respectfully without mentioning: "see your excellency!"
It's bailifeng.
Waving his hand, he motioned them to get up: "where's Yan girl?"
Ganoderma lucidum replied: "Miss, today is the same as in the past. Once you sit by the window for a day, you don't cry or laugh, just in a daze!"
Crazy Saint bailifeng walked into the room and was angry when he saw that Huan Qingyan was dying and living without love.
He has always had a bad temper and poor patience.
However, I feel sorry for this girl. I feel a little guilty and tolerate it very much. Seeing that a month has passed, the injury on this girl has almost recovered, but she is still so unlucky. She is dying all day. She looks angry and painful.
At least it's also the blood of Baili family. Why is it so unaffected?
For his old man, love is a floating cloud. For this life and death, he has a negative blood.
If the girl is allowed to be so decadent, I'm afraid people will be decadent.
Therefore, he went straight forward, pulled the thin blanket covered on Huan Qingyan's leg, threw it away, and his face sank.
Huan Qingyan was startled. He just turned around and saw clearly that it was the crazy saint. Then he looked at the blanket that fell on the ground and the two frightened maidservants behind the crazy saint.
Indifferently turned his head and turned a blind eye to everything.
Crazy saint's temper, where can people be so ignored, a warped beard, a slap on the table, scolded; "Look at the way you are dying now? People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts. Did Ben Sheng save you like this?"
The phantom turned a deaf ear.
If the crazy Saint hadn't been meditating in his heart, this is the baby of my Baili family. You can't beat it. You'll die if you beat it! Be patient! exercise patience!
After meditating for a hundred times, he managed to restrain the spleen pressure and tried to be painstaking: "girl Yan, you are still young, now you return to your family, your ancient blood has awakened, and your talent is good. Over time, your achievements will not be inferior to the Holy One. Why bother to be decadent for the smelly little son of Jimo family?"
Jimo, as soon as he heard these two words, the unreal eyes finally moved and showed the color of pain.
The crazy Saint finally reacted and immediately urged: "girl Yan, you need to know why you are so strong, because you are not strong enough! If you are strong enough, the Mohists dare not look down on you, and the mother of Jimo dare not fight you, you will not become an abandoned chess piece! Understand?
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"I don't know. My grandfather told us to take good care of the dress lady, but I don't think she has the will to live. How can she get better!"
"Hey, our young lady is really unlucky. You said that if something happened to her, she was lucky not to be crazy -"
"Shh - you don't want your life! My grandfather told me that no one is allowed to gossip, or you will be handed over to the prison for punishment!"
"Good sister, I know I'm wrong. I'm also distressed, miss. At a flower age, but my heart is withered and boring. I feel distressed when I look at it!"
"Alas!" The two handmaids sighed together and looked up at the figure in the room.
With the cultivation of the young lady, they naturally couldn't hide their words from her ears, but she didn't respond at all. Even the pleats on the silk blanket covered on her legs didn't change.
They looked at each other with sad faces and didn't know what to do.
At this moment, a voice sounded behind them: "is Yan better?"
The two handmaids were startled, turned their heads and relaxed. They saluted respectfully without mentioning: "see your excellency!"
It's bailifeng.
Waving his hand, he motioned them to get up: "where's Yan girl?"
Ganoderma lucidum replied: "Miss, today is the same as in the past. Once you sit by the window for a day, you don't cry or laugh, just in a daze!"
Crazy Saint bailifeng walked into the room and was angry when he saw that Huan Qingyan was dying and living without love.
He has always had a bad temper and poor patience.
However, I feel sorry for this girl. I feel a little guilty and tolerate it very much. Seeing that a month has passed, the injury on this girl has almost recovered, but she is still so unlucky. She is dying all day. She looks angry and painful.
At least it's also the blood of Baili family. Why is it so unaffected?
For his old man, love is a floating cloud. For this life and death, he has a negative blood.
If the girl is allowed to be so decadent, I'm afraid people will be decadent.
Therefore, he went straight forward, pulled the thin blanket covered on Huan Qingyan's leg, threw it away, and his face sank.
Huan Qingyan was startled. He just turned around and saw clearly that it was the crazy saint. Then he looked at the blanket that fell on the ground and the two frightened maidservants behind the crazy saint.
Indifferently turned his head and turned a blind eye to everything.
Crazy saint's temper, where can people be so ignored, a warped beard, a slap on the table, scolded; "Look at the way you are dying now? People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts. Did Ben Sheng save you like this?"
The phantom turned a deaf ear.
If the crazy Saint hadn't been meditating in his heart, this is the baby of my Baili family. You can't beat it. You'll die if you beat it! Be patient! exercise patience!
After meditating for a hundred times, he managed to restrain the spleen pressure and tried to be painstaking: "girl Yan, you are still young, now you return to your family, your ancient blood has awakened, and your talent is good. Over time, your achievements will not be inferior to the Holy One. Why bother to be decadent for the smelly little son of Jimo family?"
Jimo, as soon as he heard these two words, the unreal eyes finally moved and showed the color of pain.
The crazy Saint finally reacted and immediately urged: "girl Yan, you need to know why you are so strong, because you are not strong enough! If you are strong enough, the Mohists dare not look down on you, and the mother of Jimo dare not fight you, you will not become an abandoned chess piece! Understand?
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
"I don't know. My grandfather told us to take good care of the dress lady, but I don't think she has the will to live. How can she get better!""Hey, our young lady is really unlucky. You said that if something happened to her, she was lucky not to be crazy -""Shh - you don't want your life! My grandfather told me that no one is allowed to gossip, or you will be handed over to the prison for punishment!""Good sister, I know I'm wrong. I'm also distressed, miss. At a flower age, but my heart is withered and boring. I feel distressed when I look at it!""Alas!" The two handmaids sighed together and looked up at the figure in the room.With the cultivation of the young lady, they naturally couldn't hide their words from her ears, but she didn't respond at all. Even the pleats on the silk blanket covered on her legs didn't change.They looked at each other with sad faces and didn't know what to do.At this moment, a voice sounded behind them: "is Yan better?"The two handmaids were startled, turned their heads and relaxed. They saluted respectfully without mentioning: "see your excellency!"It's bailifeng.Waving his hand, he motioned them to get up: "where's Yan girl?"Ganoderma lucidum replied: "Miss, today is the same as in the past. Once you sit by the window for a day, you don't cry or laugh, just in a daze!"Crazy Saint bailifeng walked into the room and was angry when he saw that Huan Qingyan was dying and living without love.He has always had a bad temper and poor patience.However, I feel sorry for this girl. I feel a little guilty and tolerate it very much. Seeing that a month has passed, the injury on this girl has almost recovered, but she is still so unlucky. She is dying all day. She looks angry and painful.At least it's also the blood of Baili family. Why is it so unaffected?For his old man, love is a floating cloud. For this life and death, he has a negative blood.If the girl is allowed to be so decadent, I'm afraid people will be decadent.Therefore, he went straight forward, pulled the thin blanket covered on Huan Qingyan's leg, threw it away, and his face sank.Huan Qingyan was startled. He just turned around and saw clearly that it was the crazy saint. Then he looked at the blanket that fell on the ground and the two frightened maidservants behind the crazy saint.Indifferently turned his head and turned a blind eye to everything.Crazy saint's temper, where can people be so ignored, a warped beard, a slap on the table, scolded; "Look at the way you are dying now? People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts. Did Ben Sheng save you like this?"The phantom turned a deaf ear.If the crazy Saint hadn't been meditating in his heart, this is the baby of my Baili family. You can't beat it. You'll die if you beat it! Be patient! exercise patience!After meditating for a hundred times, he managed to restrain the spleen pressure and tried to be painstaking: "girl Yan, you are still young, now you return to your family, your ancient blood has awakened, and your talent is good. Over time, your achievements will not be inferior to the Holy One. Why bother to be decadent for the smelly little son of Jimo family?"Jimo, as soon as he heard these two words, the unreal eyes finally moved and showed the color of pain.The crazy Saint finally reacted and immediately urged: "girl Yan, you need to know why you are so strong, because you are not strong enough! If you are strong enough, the Mohists dare not look down on you, and the mother of Jimo dare not fight you, you will not become an abandoned chess piece! Understand?This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
