Chapter 2 — Thuy Linh Can Under Peach Blossom Light

After he left, my father looked gloomy and asked me to go back to my room and close the door to think. I turned around and walked out. "Stop! Where do you want to go?" I didn't turn around: "Master once gave me some Thai Hu pills, which can cure all diseases. The Queen previously sent someone to Lang Tieu Cac to ask for this medicine, I just cleverly brought it over." The mother's face instantly turned cold, her patience was completely exhausted. She looked at me with disappointment in her eyes: "Uyen Uyen, as soon as your sister took out the Tru Nhan pill, you immediately made up a Thai Hu pill. Do you have to press one end of it to be willing?" "Why don't I know, now you have become such a person with a mouth full of lies?" "Go back to my room and stay in peace, don't go anywhere!" My parents sent someone to guard the door, looking at me like a prisoner. I closed the door, took out my sleeve and transmitted the Master's talisman to me. With a gentle twist of the finger, the talisman heated up slightly, and from inside came the clear voice of the master. "Good boy Uyen Uyen, what's wrong?" "Master, when will you come to pick me up?" "My master is squatting by the stream, catching that little white tiger for me. We Lang Tieu Cac disciples, who doesn't have a mount? My good disciple, of course must ride the most majestic one." I couldn't help but laugh a little. Although Master is an elder of the High Heaven Pavilion, he looks especially young. Everyone on the outside thought he was very mysterious, but in reality he was just a young master with a slightly more beautiful appearance. At a glance, he looks like a prince from a family raised in luxury, the type of person who relies on his face to eat. That day on the road, I was almost hit by a horse-drawn carriage. Someone pulled me out, and by the way, discovered my mutated water spirit roots. People say that humans are also mutants with water spirit roots. If this type of spiritual root does not have special techniques, ordinary people will not be able to see it at all. While thinking, the master on the other end suddenly lowered his voice: "The little white tiger is out, don't talk anymore. I gave you the magic book, just read it first. If you don't understand, ask me." The talisman no longer moves. I sat by the window for a while, folding a paper bird. His fingertips gathered a bit of faint spiritual energy, stuffed the elixir into the bird's stomach, and gently pushed it. The paper bird flapped its wings and quietly flew out of the window into the night. The Queen requested this Thai Hu Dan for Crown Prince Tham Thua Duc. The prince's body has not been good since he was young, but if we consider his mind and ability, other princes are basically not as good as him. After my sister returned from the palace, she brought back many rewards. She chose a brooch from it and gave it to me, smiling: "Uyen Uyen, this one suits you very well." I don't accept it. She was not angry, so she put the brooch on the table. "I heard what my parents said, you want to give the Thai Hu Dan to the queen. Uyen Uyen, do you know what the Thai Hu Dan is?" "That is a fifth-grade elixir that even the cultivators cannot buy. In the past, my master spent a lot of spirit stones to get one. This medicine can pull people back from the ghost gate, it's like having an extra life." You saw it in some tattered book, right?" I said: "The Tai Hu pill that master gave me, there's not just one pill." The person was an herbalist. He criticized the medicinal pill as being too bitter, so he made it into all kinds of fruit flavors for me to eat like candy. Sister A was stunned for a moment, her face full of helplessness. "I've always felt that after I left for Bong Lai, you're the only one left in the house. Your parents will love you and you. You can slowly let go of your prejudices against me." "Unexpectedly, you hate me more and more." Her eyes gradually turned red. "Uyen Uyen, what should I do so that you can be a little happier?" I said.

Looking at her like this, I have asked myself countless times before, is my heart really evil? It's obvious that sister is so outstanding, I should feel proud. But every time others compliment her, she always casually adds: "My family's Uyen Uyen is also very good, but her personality is a bit quiet." The words that were originally praising her gradually turned into words of pity for me. When I was ten years old, my sister and I went out and encountered a fight with evil cultivators, so we got involved. I was injured much more seriously than her, blood was all over the ground, and I was about to faint. Parents spent nine buffaloes and two tigers to pray for a healing pill. I struggled to crawl to the door, wanting to say to them: "Let your sister eat. She is smarter than you, better than you. If she survives, she will definitely be able to be filial to her parents." But as soon as I walked to the door, I heard my mother's voice coming from inside the room: "Feed Nhuoc Tuyet. This child Uyen Uyen is really too normal. If we can't save her, it will be her fate." Father thought for a moment and then said: "Nhuoc Tuyet is smart and smart, in the future she can become a prince. This child Uyen Uyen is really not good at her destiny, she has no great use." Sister A was also crying inside: "If Uyen Uyen hadn't insisted on going out to fly a kite, I wouldn't have been injured so seriously."