Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Jincheng, Longyuan Kingdom, Prince Jing's Mansion.

It was three days later when Zhongli Mingji woke up. As an immortal, his body naturally did not need to eat, so he did not feel hungry.

His clothes were clean and tidy, and it was obvious that they had been changed before. The minor wounds on his body had been carefully bandaged by the doctor.

Even though he was unconscious, Zhongli Mingji still had his willpower, so he naturally understood who did these things.

The prince from the human world named Jin Muhan saved him and invited an imperial physician to treat him.

However, the imperial physician could only treat his external injuries. The internal injuries in his inner immortal meridians were still there, and the heavenly thunder stored in his immortal meridians was also still there.

Zhongli Mingji looked at the brocade clothes on his body in silence. The clothes woven with Yuehua Yunjin were extremely gorgeous, and it was a style that the original owner had never tried before.

The original owner's clothes were always white, and the color had not changed for hundreds of years.

This smoky blue brocade dress is the only exception.

Just as he was stunned, Jin Muhan came into the room with a bowl of medicine and stared at him in surprise.

"Sir, you finally woke up."

Zhongli Mingji raised his head when he heard the voice. His deep phoenix eyes revealed a temperament that looked down on the world, and his calm and cold face showed no expression.

Even though his face was expressionless, he was still handsome and noble.

He is a rare handsome man in the fairy world.

Perhaps only the former Holy Monk Vati and the current Demon Lord Vati can be compared with him.

“……???” Zhongli Mingji wanted to thank Jin Muhan, but he couldn’t make a sound. The slightest movement of his throat caused severe pain.

The remaining dense force of the thunder gathered at his throat, leaving him with no choice but to remain silent.

Otherwise, you will vomit blood if you make a sound.

Jin Muhan sat down beside the bed with the medicine bowl in his hand, and explained as he handed over the medicine: "This is Prince Jing's Mansion, I am Jin Muhan, Prince Jing of Longyuan Kingdom."

"May I ask your name, sir? Why did you faint alone on the official road outside Jincheng?"

Zhongli·Speechless·Mingji:……

I think you are deliberately making things difficult for me. Aren't you afraid that I will spit blood on your face when I open my mouth?

He and Jin Muhan stared at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Jin Muhan asked hesitantly: "Sir, you are not losing your memory, are you?!"

Zhongli Mingji: “???!!!”

What are you talking about? What amnesia? I don't have it. Don't talk nonsense.

Jin Muhan held Zhongli Mingji's hand and said solemnly: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely try my best to help you restore your memory."

Zhongli Mingji shook his head when he heard this.

No! I didn’t lose my memory!!!

Jin Muhan sighed when he saw this, "Young Master, don't worry about any trouble. I am happy to take care of you. You can rest assured to stay with me."

Zhongli Mingji shook his head again.

You misunderstood, I don't have amnesia!

Jin Muhan patted Zhongli Mingji's hand and said to him gently, "Don't be polite, sir. I'm worried about you leaving like this."

Zhongli Mingji: (??д?)b

I'm so convinced!

How could this person misunderstand my every word so accurately!

He felt the power of heavenly thunder in his limbs and bones rushing towards his throat like a tide, blocking his thoughts of explaining.

It seems that he can only completely dissipate the power of heavenly thunder in his body or convert it into his own strength, otherwise he will not be able to communicate normally with others.

To dissipate the power of thunder tribulation, he must be strong enough or switch to practicing the way of thunder.

With his current weak strength and physical condition, it is impossible for him to dissipate the thunder force by force, and the way of thunder is contrary to the way of the original owner.

The original major he studied was the legendary ruthless path, a popular major in the fairy world with the highest application rate every year, but a graduation rate of only 1%.

There are very few ruthless Taoist immortals who graduate successfully.

And the original owner was undoubtedly one of the outstanding students who were unable to graduate from Wuqing Dao.

It’s just that the original owner was unable to graduate not because he fell in love with someone, but because of the conspiracy behind the scenes by the Heavenly Dao, so he had to die in a thunder calamity.

Thinking of this, Zhongli Mingji looked up at Jin Muhan who was feeding him medicine with a bowl of medicine. He always felt that he should change his way of practice as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he would not be able to graduate from the path of ruthlessness.

If it were him before he joined the Love Club, he would definitely not have such worries and concerns. He was sure that he could be one of the one percent.

He must be among the outstanding graduates of Wuqingdao.

But ever since he was possessed by the demon god, it has been difficult for him to cut off his emotions...

Not pleased, not to have compassion.

Tao follows nature, and the true self is one.

This ruthless path is not suitable for him now. Perhaps he can try the free and easy path and the worldly path.

System 729 suggested: [Host, why don’t you switch to cultivating the Way of Compassion?]

Zhongli Mingji's heart moved slightly.

The way of love is not to be limited to love between men and women, but to love all things.

If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old.

The road we have taken.

Perhaps he could transform from the ruthless path to the compassionate path, which would allow him to preserve his cultivation and slowly dissipate the thunder power in his body.

"It's a good suggestion. I accept it." Zhongli Mingji replied to the system in his heart, and then drank the medicine that Jin Muhan fed him with peace of mind.

Although the medicine from the human world cannot cure his internal injuries, it is enough to treat his external injuries.

The original owner's body had been struck so severely by lightning that just by rolling up his sleeves he would see a large area of ​​wounds, and there were also slight scars on his face.

Jin Muhan looked at Zhong Limingji with a smile on his face. After feeding him the medicine, he handed him some candied fruit. "Eat something sweet. It can make your mouth less bitter."

This is how he coaxed him to take medicine when he was sick when he was young. His mother, who was still alive at the time, coaxed him to take medicine.

Zhongli Mingji picked up a candied fruit and ate it. The sweet taste diluted the bitterness of the herb and slowly relaxed his brows.

He ate a few candied fruits and then stopped eating.

He took Jin Muhan's hand and slowly wrote four words on the palm of his hand.

"Zhongli Mingji." Jin Muhan lowered his head and read out the four words written by the other party.

"Is that your name?"

Zhongli Mingji nodded slightly.

He continued to write the four words "Do you have paper and pen?" on Jin Muhan's palm, and Jin Muhan quickly understood what Zhongli Mingji meant.

"I'll ask someone to bring me some pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Jin Muhan shouted to the outside: "Wei Xin, go to my study and get the four treasures of the study."

When the guard Wei Xin heard his master's order, he quickly left the main courtyard and went to the study to get something.

After a while, he placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he had taken on the table in the bedroom and said in a clear voice, "Your Highness, I have brought the things here."

Jin Muhan helped the frail Zhongli Mingji to walk to the table and sit down. He waved his hand to let Wei Xin leave, and he stood beside to grind ink for Zhongli Mingji.

“You can write down what you want to say.”

He said gently, "If you need my help, just let me know."

Zhongli Mingji slowly raised his eyes and met Jin Muhan's almond-shaped eyes that were full of tenderness and affection. His flawless heart, as dead as water, trembled.

"..." He felt that he couldn't return to Lingxiao Sect so early, otherwise he would be finished, and he was in too miserable a state now.

It’s better to heal your injuries and restore your strength first.

He could not continue writing the letter that he was originally going to write to the disciples of Lingxiao Sect stationed in Jincheng. He just wrote a few words on a piece of white paper to thank Jin Muhan, which was like writing down what he had not said.

“No need to thank me…” Jin Muhan put down the ink stick and sat next to Zhongli Mingji.

"I should thank you for showing up in time."

Although their meeting was sudden, it made him feel unexpected joy.

He felt honored to have met this person.