Shen Yiren sighed helplessly, set Feiyun down, and poked its nose.
"I warned you," she whispered, "that was for you to smell, not to eat. You ate it, and then you had the nerve to tell me!"
Feiyun continued to look aggrieved.
"Woof..." Wasn't that just asking how I managed to climb the tree?
A single bite of the leaves from a ten-thousand-year-old Ginseng Spirit gave it more than just the ability to climb trees; jumping over the high palace walls would be a mere trifle. It hadn't expected the medicinal strength to be so potent. It had only meant to nip the maid lightly, yet it had ended up severing all the meridians in the girl's arm.
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