Zhuque was so frightened that he trembled all over. He knelt on the ground with a trembling voice, "I checked Miss Nalan's body and found that she was just a mortal without any foundation. The Jade Muscle Pill is a fourth-grade elixir, which is really harmful to Miss Nalan. That's why I took the initiative to replace it with the Qingyu Dew, which has a milder effect. But later, Miss Nalan asked for it, and I gave her the Jade Muscle Pill as well. I hope my master will understand."
Nangong Yu said calmly: "I just asked casually, you don't have to be so nervous."
Then, he suddenly pointed at her face and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"
Zhuque stroked his left cheek, a trace of shame and anger flashing in his eyes.
Zhuque prided herself on her beauty, and no one in the Pluto Palace could match her. In addition to her superb medical skills and outstanding cultivation, the master always valued her very much, and even except for herself, no other woman could get close to the master.
But now, that ugly girl who was still wet behind the ears actually dared to hurt her precious face, which made the hatred in her heart surge like a huge wave.
At this time, there was a slanted scratch on her left cheek, extending from the temple to the cheekbone. Although the scar was not long, it was a light bluish-gray color and anyone with a discerning eye could see it as soon as they looked at her face.
This was an excruciating torment for Suzaku, who cherished her appearance, but she did not treat the wound yesterday, just for this moment.
Zhuque lowered his eyes, a look of humiliation and panic on his face, and whispered: "It was Miss Nalan who asked me for more than a dozen precious elixirs. I refused at first... Who knew she would suddenly throw out a strange silver needle? I didn't check it out at the moment... But please don't blame Miss Nalan, she was just too worried about leaving scars on her body, so she acted in a hurry. It was all because of my carelessness. She was obviously a Jindan stage cultivator, but she was injured by a mortal."
Zhuque raised his head, concealing the gleam in his eyes, and looked at Nangong Yu with an expression of enduring humiliation.
She just didn't believe that her master would be seduced by such a greedy and vain woman.
But who would have thought that Nangong Yu would just smile nonchalantly, his dark eyes were calm and no emotion could be seen.
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After an incense stick of time, Suzaku left the meeting room with a sullen face.
She touched the wound which still felt a little painful and itchy, her heart filled with resentment.
She had already revealed all of Nalan Hexi's evil deeds to her master, but her master did not say anything and just waved his hand and asked her to leave.
Could it be that the master really fell in love with that stinky girl who is still wet behind the ears
Zhuque was thinking with gritted teeth when Baihu came over from the opposite side. Seeing her livid face and the scars on her face, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad? Did the master scold you?"
"And why do you still have the scar on your face? Aren't you a fifth-rank physician? Can't you heal such a minor injury?"
Zhuque's expression suddenly became even gloomier, and he said coldly: "Don't meddle with me, just take care of yourself!"
Baihu shrugged, looking like a woman who is not to be trifled with. Then she remembered what she had just seen in the study and couldn't help but gossip with Zhuque excitedly, "Hey, Zhuque, did you notice that the master is very abnormal today? He took Qinglong out early in the morning and came back at dusk. The expression on his face can be described as smug. When I was reporting to the master just now, the master was even distracted for the first time in history."
Zhuque's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but hesitate and asked: "Do you know... who the master went to see today?" (To be continued)