The next day
As dawn broke
In the inn where she had been staying, Wanwan let out a long breath.
As the pain in her body lessened slightly, Wanwan's expression became even more serious.
Wanwan's injuries and even the poisoning she suffered were not considered very serious.
However, sometimes even a minor cold can develop into a serious illness if left untreated, let alone the injuries and poison Wanwan is currently suffering from.
If it weren't for the antidote and healing pills she carried with her, Wanwan wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.
In addition, in order to trick Shi Feixuan away last night, Wanwan had to drag her injured body to fight Shi Feixuan.
This caused Wanwan's injuries to worsen.
The fight with Shi Feixuan had aggravated her injuries and poisoning, and even with Wanwan's cultivation level, it would take her several months to recover.
Thinking of this, Wanwan couldn't help but express her sincere greetings to Shi Feixuan in her heart.
After just one night of circulating her true energy, Wanwan's meridians had reached their limit and she began to experience some soreness.
Continuing further will not only fail to improve the injury, but will also have the opposite effect.
If her meridians are damaged further, it will be an even more troublesome matter for Wanwan.
Thinking it over, Wanwan could only swallow a healing pill from the Yin Kui Sect and slowly get up.
However, just as Wanwan stood up, she seemed to notice something and quickly turned her head away.
The next second, Wanwan was surprised to see several books next to the pillow on the bedside table.
"My wife is super fierce—her heart is burning with passion."
"Um?"
Looking at the title on the cover of the book at the top and the familiar author of the storybook next to it, Wanwan let out a soft exclamation.
After glancing at the words "Heartbreaker" on the book, Wanwan's gaze then fell on the title of the storybook.
Wanwan raised an eyebrow as she glanced at the title of the storybook.
"I've never seen this name before. Is this some new story by that damned bastard?"
Since she couldn't cultivate anyway, Wanwan's beautiful eyes flashed as she picked up the new storybook placed beside her bed.
Gradually, as she watched, as before, the smooth writing, the occasional beautiful sentences that caught her eye, and the interesting plot quickly drew Wanwan's attention.
"Knock knock knock"
"Sir, we offer complimentary breakfast. Would you like some?"
However, just then, the waiter's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
Upon hearing the sound, Wanwan, who was engrossed in the storybook, frowned, then picked up the book, got up, and walked to the door.
I glanced at it every now and then as I walked.
That's just how storybooks are; if you don't like reading them, you discard them like worn-out shoes.
When I come across a storybook I like to read, I feel uneasy and can't sleep until I finish reading it.
When Wanwan walked to the door and opened it, she immediately saw the waiter outside.
Next to the waiter, there was a cart with wooden wheels that could roll.
There were some bowls or jars filled with porridge, noodles, or breakfast items on top.
However, the moment the door opened, the waiter who had been standing at the door immediately bowed his head and said, "Sir, would you like breakfast? Breakfast is free at our restaurant."
After glancing at the items on the cart, Wanwan softly hummed in response.
Upon hearing the clear and melodious sound, the waiter subconsciously looked up.
When the waiter looked up at Wanwan, who was dressed in a white dress, with a beautiful face and bright eyes, he froze on the spot.
He stared blankly at Wanwan in front of him, his heart beating faster than usual.
Wanwan was used to the waiter's blank stare. After glancing at the food on the cart, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.
"Do inns in the Ming Dynasty offer this service?"
Upon hearing the voice, the waiter snapped out of his daze and bowed his head to reply, "Yes, yes, sir. This is a specialty of our establishment. It is said that when the inn was struggling, the manager paid a young master surnamed Chu to waive his meals for three months in exchange for this method."
Perhaps because he was too nervous, the waiter spoke with a slight stutter at first.
Wanwan herself didn't care much about such a small matter.
After pointing to some food on the cart, the waiter packed up the food Wanwan had ordered and carefully carried it into the room on a wooden tray.
As the waiter was about to leave, he couldn't help but glance at Wanwan's stunningly beautiful face one last time.
As closing time approached, the waiter kindly said, "If you'd like to leave your bowl and chopsticks on the stool by the door after you've finished eating, someone will come and collect them. If you don't want to clean up yourself, you can leave them anywhere. I'll come in to clean the place in half an hour."
"The service was quite attentive," Wanwan muttered with some surprise.
After Wanwan nodded in agreement, the waiter carefully closed the door.
But what happened next was that the waiter couldn't forget Wanwan's stunningly beautiful face, which was so beautiful it was mesmerizing.
Inside the room, Wanwan, who was sitting at the table, took out a small bottle from her bosom and then used her inner energy to guide a few drops of the liquid onto the food on the table.
Experienced martial artists in the martial arts world know that the so-called silver needle poison testing can only be used for certain poisons.
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