Bab 237: 161. A childhood sweetheart who dropped from the sky

"Master, don't talk. Take care of yourself."

Tang Lan sat on the edge of the bed and carefully blew away the steam of the porridge on the spoon. Then, she leaned over and slowly put the soft porridge into Xia Ji's mouth.

She was tall and slender, wrapped in a sky-blue silk dress. Her shoulders were exposed and her thin shoulders swayed slightly as she fed the porridge.

Tang Hong stood in front of the door with a tray in her hand. On the tray were already cut immortal fruits. These fruits were rich in spiritual energy and could heal one's body and injuries.

She was as tall as her sister, but she was wrapped in a rose-red silk dress. There was less serenity between her brows and more heat. Her delicate body was less skinny and more plump.

She was waiting for her sister to finish feeding her porridge before going in to feed her master some fruits.

At this moment, in her boredom, her gaze fell on the courtyard.