The Qing Dynasty's Mingyue's Heart of a Good King

The flowers have bloomed, crossed time, stepped into the mortal world, and I only hope that you will follow.

Inscription: Ling Ziqing

As usual, Ling Ziqing came to the depths of the valley early to collect morning dew.

"Master, master. Come and see, there is someone here." The little elf shouted in surprise in the middle of the lake and pond in the distance, as if discovering a new continent.

Ling Zi listened to the words and walked slowly, waiting to see a man floating in the middle of the lake.

"Master, save him quickly, he is still angry!" Seeing the master's calm expression, the little elf was a little anxious.

Ling Ziqing threw out the white silk indifferently and took the man out of the lake, then flew away and took the man back to the residence.

Ling Ziqing gently placed the man on the bamboo bed where she was staying, and only then did she see the man's appearance clearly.

The skin is fair like a woman, and the face is as beautiful as a peerless beauty.He is obviously a man but looks like a woman, even Ling Ziqing can't help but be amazed.

"Wow...he's so beautiful." The elf flew to the man's hair, staring at that face in a nympho.

Ling Ziqing shook her head helplessly: "You!"

"Hee hee, no matter how beautiful he is, he is not as beautiful as his master." The elf arrogantly began to protect her.

"Hehe, it's done. I'll heal his wounds, you, go out and collect the morning dew." The slender and white hand gently tapped its small head.

Looking at the seemingly ordinary but luxurious clothes on the bed, one can tell that this man's identity is extraordinary!I couldn't help sighing in my heart, I thought I would stop contacting the world and practice in this deep valley orchid.but don't want to...

Ling Ziqing felt the pulse for him, the pulse was weak and seemed to be there, but there was a strong internal force protecting the heart vein.

"There is no internal injury, but the pulse seems to exist." Ling Ziqing explored his body with spiritual power, but found a slight darkness in the dantian. "Have you been poisoned?"

With a wave of his plain hand, the man's whole body rose into the air.Take out the morning dew you just collected and inject spiritual power into it.

The morning dew, which was originally clear and transparent, is even more clear now, and an invisible mist floats on the surface of the morning dew.

Ling Ziqing applied the morning dew bit by bit to the eight acupoints on the man's body, and the last eight acupoints emitted a faint blue light, which gradually penetrated into it.

After finishing the treatment, Ling Ziqing laid his body flat on the bed and turned to go out.The picked morning dew has all been used up, so breakfast is gone!Ling Ziqing shook her head regretfully.

The hazy wind in the deep valley was driving away the white mist with a strong coolness.

"Master, there are only these morning dews today." The little elf dragged the jade bottle with great difficulty, and flew towards her slowly.

Ling Ziqing took the small jade bottle, opened the bottle cap somewhat disappointed and drank it.It's still a little less... In daily life, Ling Ziqing never eats whole grains and only drinks morning dew. Today, half of the morning dew is suddenly reduced, and it is inevitable that she is not used to it.

"Master, is that beautiful boy alright?" the little elf suddenly asked.

Ling Ziqing shook her head slowly: "You seem to like him very much" with a very certain tone.

"Yeah, I like the smell of him." The elf nodded calmly and said: "The smell of him is very clear and elegant, somewhat similar to the breath of a cultivator."

"But he's not, isn't he?" Ling Ziqing put away the jade bottle and said indifferently.

"But, I just like it." It would be great if the master could follow him.

Ling Ziqing glanced coldly: "Don't think about what you have."

"Uh, oh oh oh" the little elf trembled all over, and hurriedly lowered his head and said yes.