Chapter 230:

Chapter 230

When Chen Muxue regained consciousness, she opened her eyes and was already in the Huo Family Courtyard.

Xiaohua sat on the edge of the bed, dozing off little by little.

Chen Muxue propped up half of her body, looked around, then lay back weakly and closed her eyes.

"Dream for a little while longer! Just a little while longer! Continue the dream from before!" She tried to sleep.

"Stop sleeping. You've been sleeping for more than a day. Doesn't your head hurt?" Cen Lihui crossed his arms and walked up from the side.

Chen Muxue pulled up the quilt to cover herself in an exaggerated manner, her eyes full of vigilance: "Hey!"

Then she thought for a moment: "What should I shout next? Indecent assault?"

Cen Lichui rolled his eyes: "You wear such tight clothes and still cover yourself with a quilt. Aren't you panicking from the heat?"

“Master!” Xiao Hua got excited, shouted and stood up.

Then she looked around and let out a sigh of relief: "The door owner has not been eaten."

Chen Muxue’s head was filled with questions.

“You are probably the first in the world to be carried back by a dragon in its mouth,” Cen Li couldn’t help but chase after him.

So it wasn’t a dream?

Aware of this, Chen Muxue touched Xiaohua's head regretfully: "I'm sorry, I couldn't rescue Maomao. He doesn't seem to recognize me anymore."

“It’s all because the door owner didn’t bring Xiaohua!” Xiaohua pouted unhappily.

"It's too dangerous. Xiaohua, you are so small. What should you do if you get stuck in the dragon's throat?"

Cen Li chased Wenyan with another black streak.

“Bread man?” Cen Li Zhui’s eyes were full of doubts.

“Oh, hey, the bread is delicious. I’ll make it for you next time.” Chen Muxue waved her hand guiltily.

The sleeves suddenly felt a little heavier. Xiaohua tugged on Chen Muxue's sleeves with gleaming eyes: "How delicious is it?"

“It’s just so delicious.” Chen Muxue immediately changed his mind.

"Alas! Maomao! You are so miserable! You were caught by the bad guys and made stupid!" Xiaohua sighed exaggeratedly.

“Miss Chen, you’re awake.”

 Chen Muxue looked at Chu Wuyi who walked in casually, waved her hands and said: "Are there no rules at all in this yard? This can be regarded as my boudoir, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Huo Lian walked in: "Miss Chen, you're awake, are you okay?"

Chen Muxue: “…”

Lin Qing squeezed in through the gap: "Miss Chen!"

"I didn't wake up." Chen Muxue shrank back, closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

The men looked at each other, looking at each other.

"Master! I have made a big pill, please eat it quickly!" Chang Gui held up a black ball with a strange green aura and was as big as a fist, and squeezed in with all his strength.

“The person who designed this room must have never thought about how if an old lady or the like died here, how would the descendants squeeze in to perform their own crying show.” Chen Muxue said quietly, sitting up again.

But when she saw the strange-looking elixir in Chang Gui's hand, she shrank back faintly: "I fell asleep."

The leg-stretching and staring pills made by Jigong look cleaner and more hygienic than this one.

"This is a separate courtyard. Even if the old lady loses her temper, she will move back to the main house, and the others will cry with her." Huo Lian explained with all his might.

When Changgui heard this, he burst into tears: "Master, please don't die! I will work hard to make many medicines!" (End of this chapter)

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