Ling Zhiyan was lying on the bed, and a little shakimi brought the medicine to feed Ling Zhiyan. Ling Zhiyan only took a sip, then shook her head and stopped drinking, and even spit out the sip she had drunk.
When Vimalakirti looked at it, he said, “Don’t drink medicine, the female Bodhisattva wants to die without cure?”
Ling Zhiyan said with a dark face, “You drink one of the ingredients for me!”
When Vimalakirti heard it, her expression was a little confused. Then she called the people outside and asked a few questions, and then said, “What a bastard!”
Ling Zhiyan didn’t take it seriously as she listened to Vimalakirti’s coaching. Who knew if she was acting!
Vimalakirti came back after scolding the person. Looking at Ling Zhiyan lying, “The person who is ignorant is ignorant, and he actually put some ordinary ephedra to trick you into drinking it. It’s really not necessary.”
Ling Zhiyan was speechless and sneered, “It seems that you still need to use medicine to treat it. You are just not good at it. Are you scolded? Moreover, don’t you bald donkeys pay attention to the equality of all beings? Why do you still divide the servants?”
Ling Zhiyan said something that made Vimalakirti chuckled and said, “The princess is also very smart.” Originally, the meeting with Ling Zhiyan on the first day was extraordinary, and Ling Zhiyan should have noticed it.
Seeing that Vimalakirti was so indifferent, Ling Zhiyan said, “Who are you?”
Vimalakirti smiled and originally just wanted to get rid of her neck
Yingfeng, it was also a surprise to be able to trap Ling Zhiyan here.