Beauty in his mirror

Chapter 13 God's Grace

Yan Lanxi took a step back in a daze.

The sound was in the room, but it was difficult to discern the direction of the source.

She recalled that someone vaguely fed her water last night. There was wind and rain for a while. She thought it was a dream, but now it seems to be real.

Yan Lanxi held up the corner of her skirt, knelt down slowly, and folded her hands devoutly: "Faith girl Yan Lanxi, thank God for saving my life."

Gu Yan was taken aback when he heard that, what?
"I don't know the name of the god, where is the fairy mansion, the believer is willing to be a vegetarian all her life, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, in order to repay the favor of the god..." Yan Lanxi said again.

Gu Yan: "..."

After not hearing the sound for a while, Yan Lanxi raised her head suspiciously, looked around, "Shenjun?... Are you still there?"

Gu Yan opened his mouth, feeling complicated.

He was embarrassed to answer.

How did he become a benefactor after he caused her so much misery?
Yan Lanxi waited for a while, but didn't hear any movement, so she stood up slowly while supporting the table legs.

She didn't eat all day yesterday, and now she has a high fever. When she got up, she was dizzy and her body was shaking. She barely stood still by holding on to the table.

Gu Yan sighed helplessly, "Go back to bed and lie down."

Yan Lanxi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Gu Yan saw her turn around and walk towards the bed, her steps were slow, her hands and feet were weak, thinking that the servant girl hadn't come back until now, and the life of this poor beauty would be difficult in the future, he wanted to sigh again.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was so angry that he swallowed it back.

People regard him as a god now, how can a god sigh all day long?

Gu Yan said: "Lie down first, the roof will leak in a while, you find something to put it in, and drink as much as you can."

"Yes..." Yan Lanxi wanted to kneel again.

"Hey, lie down! I won't be able to save you if you kneel to death!" Gu Yan was irritable, and there was an unknown anger in his heart.

Yan Lanxi didn't know how she had offended the gods, her movements of bending over were stagnant, her expression was filled with fear and sincerity.

Gu Yan was even more upset.

What are you afraid of?
Did you know that I was the one who got you kicked out of your house?Do you know that I blow off your clothes, scare you to tears seven or eight times, and pour water on your face while sleeping?

You kneel even to your own enemies, are you out of your mind? !
Yan Lanxi stood there with a confused face, because she didn't know where Gu Yan was, her eyes had nowhere to rest, and even her eyes looked stupid.

Gu Yan felt sorry for her, but also angry with her. He knew she was innocent, but he was still angry.

Distraught, he put down the mirror and went out to find a servant to get medicine.

Keep daily emergency medicines at home.

The servant asked: "Young master, what's wrong? Do you need to call the doctor to come and see?"

Gu Yu said quickly: "You don't need to call a doctor, just go and get me a box of cold medicine that can reduce fever, preferably granules."

The servant was careful, and said again: "Master, the medicine needs to be right for the symptoms to be effective. Let me take your temperature first..."

Before the servant finished speaking, Gu Yan had already exploded!

"Where is there so much nonsense?! Are you deaf, or can't understand human speech? I told you to get cold medicine! You can't do such a simple thing? You have to be sick to get medicine? Is he just I’m not sick! I like to dismantle the medicine and throw it away, can’t I?! Ah?!!”

A whole night of guilt and worry, coupled with long-suffering irritability, Gu Yan turned into a firecracker that ignited at the slightest hint, venting all his anger on the innocent servants.

The servant was scolded so badly that he didn't dare to say another word, so he hurriedly stepped back to get the medicine.

Gu Yan scolded and stared at the servant leaving, not feeling much at ease.

He scratched his hair angrily, thinking that maybe he was the one who was angry.

(End of this chapter)