Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 334 Bloodline Bead

She couldn't remember clearly.

There's a slight, dull ache in my chest, but it's negligible.

She looked out the window as night fell.

The aroma of the food drew her in, and she slowly got up and walked towards the door. "Feng Siyue, what did you make?"

His voice was hoarse and very low.

But Feng Siyue, who was in the kitchen, still heard it.

She hurried out of the kitchen and saw Xuan Li coming out while holding onto the door. She quickly went over to help her, "Ah Li, does it still hurt?"

Xuan Li shook her head, "What did you make? It smells so good..."

"Would you like some fish soup now?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Xuan Li coughed twice, his voice hoarse.

"it is good."

After finishing the soup, Xuan Li fell asleep again.

Feng Siyue remained silent in the courtyard.

Ali.

What can I do to free you from divine punishment...?

"Qingqing, do you think the power of the stars can help me find a way to make Ali less painful?"

Qingqing realized the change in her thoughts and couldn't help but warn her, "Feng Siyue, you are in the middle of this situation and have the power of star prediction. You can't do what you know is impossible. You are harming Sister Li!"

Feng Siyue closed her eyes, concealing the pain within them.

"But......"

Qingqing then reminded him,

"Feng Siyue, Sister Li's current situation hasn't reached its worst point yet. You should try to find a way to help Sister Li regain her memories. Otherwise, the methods you want to use will only do more harm than good!"

Can you regain your memories?

But the senior once said that Ah Li had a painful past, which once drove her to contemplate suicide in order to regain her memories. Does Ah Li really want to live?

Feng Siyue didn't know.

But for now, there is no other way.

"I see."

The next day, Xuan Li slept until noon.

This time period is very bad news.

At lunchtime, Feng Siyue looked at Ali, who appeared even more sickly, and felt a lump in her throat.

Why does Ali look even weaker?

she thought to herself.

Qingqing's tone was heavy.

"I estimate that it is the result of resisting the heavenly punishment. Although the fruit can reduce the pain brought by the heavenly punishment, it will undoubtedly anger the laws and accelerate the decline of Sister Li's body."

Feng Siyue's hand holding the chopsticks tightened involuntarily. "So, even external forces can't alleviate the pain caused by heart disease?"

"As you've seen, it didn't work."

The initial joy was instantly dashed and plunged back to rock bottom.

External forces are ineffective, and forgiveness above the law is impossible. Now, only the Bloodline Bead remains.

The Bloodline Bead will inevitably touch upon Ali's past memories...

Feng Siyue ate in silence.

But where is she going to find Ali's bloodline pearl?

At that moment, Pian Zi climbed over the wall again and said plaintively,

"My three dear sisters, can't you really grant your junior brother's dream? He's been thinking about it for so many days, if he doesn't register now, the deadline is tomorrow..."

Feng Siyue raised her head and asked him,

"You really want to go?"

Pian Zi nodded repeatedly!

Eyes filled with hope.

Yan Nanfei silently raised his hand as well, "Actually, I'd like to go too..."

Feng Siyue was quiet for a while, then sighed deliberately, "Go if you want to. The Dean probably thought of this day long ago when he gave me the jade tablet."

Pian Zi immediately jumped up and down excitedly.

"Wow! I'm so lucky!"

He brought out a chair from the kitchen, added a bowl of rice to his plate, and sat down next to Yan Nanfei without any hesitation to start eating!

While picking up food, Pian Zi's gaze inadvertently fell on Xuan Li, and she noticed that Xuan Li's face was paler and her breathing was weaker.

The boy looked slightly puzzled. "Sister, why do you look worse today?"

If the demon-slaying of the previous two days was merely a matter of being weak and sickly, as if plagued by a serious illness, then today's demon-slaying was like a brush with death, with the possibility of losing one's life at any moment.

"Have it?"

Xuan Li touched his face and joked.

Isn't that how it is?

is it?

Pian Zi was a little doubtful. "Wait, what exactly is your illness? Tell me and I might be able to think of a solution for you!"

Her complexion looked as if she were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

Xuan Li laughed and said, "Eat your food. After you finish, call your two other junior brothers and sisters, and we'll meet at the entrance of Qingli Academy. As for my illness... don't worry about it."

With her deliberately changing the subject, Pian Zi stopped asking about her health and instead talked at length about his longing for the academy competition, which made Xuan Li a little impatient.

This person is so noisy.

Three quarters past noon.

At the entrance of Qingli College.

"Senior sister, there's only one day left before our hard times are over."

Kunyu, disregarding his image, sprawled on the table and began his day of slacking off.

Seeing this, the pretty woman gently patted his head and reminded him, "You should also pay attention to your image on the second to last day, so as not to embarrass the academy."

The young man covered his head and begged for mercy, "Yes, yes, yes! Senior sister, if you hit me again, I won't grow taller!"

The woman glared at him. "Say that again?"

Kunyu wisely shut up.

The interaction between the two made everyone around them envious.

"Ah, I wish Fairy Qinghe would talk to me like that someday..."

Those around him laughed at him, "You're dreaming! Do you have Kunyu's looks? Do you have his cultivation level?"

"Daydreaming!"

"Exactly, I only dare to think about it in my heart, but you dare to say it out loud. You're really not afraid of being scolded."