Given his personality, he doesn't seem like he would like to take care of these trivial matters.
However, as the young master of Feiying Castle, he couldn't stay out of the martial arts conference, right
"Of course, what else could it be?"
Ye Shaoxuan looked Su Qiao up and down, and his eyes finally fell on her beautiful face.
Although I don’t know how real this face is, it’s still better to cover it up.
"Auntie Wu, bring the veil over here."
Aunt Wu was prepared and immediately turned around and handed it to him.
Su Qiao looked at the man who put the hat on her and was a little speechless: "No need to wrap yourself up so tightly, right?"
It's not convenient for her to watch the fun like this!
"The wind is a bit strong today, so you'd better block it more and be careful not to catch a cold again." Ye Shaoxuan tied the belt for her and pulled her out slowly.
You are obviously afraid that other men will stare at you, and you also say that it is windy today.
It's sunny outside and there's not a single breeze, okay
At least find a decent excuse!
Of course Su Qiao knew that he was just making excuses, but she didn't mind.
Of course, if it goes too far, she has plenty of ways to make him experience the feeling of being controlled.
While everyone was enthusiastically attending the martial arts conference and watching the fight on the Lei Lei, the courtyard of Huangfu Zhenlou was very solemn.
There were not many people present. Apart from Huangfu Zhenlou, there was only his personal attendant, his sixth uncle, and Du Heng, the miracle doctor who was hastily invited.
"Doctor Du, how is Zhenlou's health? Has he fully recovered?"
Huangfu Zhenlou's sixth uncle Huangfu Yu had not noticed anything unusual and thought it was just an ordinary medical consultation.
Only Huangfu Zhenlou and his personal attendants stared at Du Heng nervously without making a sound.
"The wound has healed, and the internal injuries are almost healed. The medicine you used before should be good."
Du Heng glanced at Huangfu Zhenlou, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
interesting.
It's good medicine, but this person's body is like a place after a game, and his foundation is damaged.
Huangfu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "Yes, yes, because the martial arts conference is about to begin, we used the best medicine for the tower, and Miss Lin even took out the most precious holy medicine of their Kunwu Sect."
"Holy medicine?"
The amusement in Du Heng's eyes became even stronger.
“Haha, if he really used the Kunwu Sect’s holy medicine, then his body should have recovered long ago, and there would be no hidden dangers left, and his foundation would not have been damaged.”
As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, Huangfu Zhenlou's heart began to sink, all the way to the bottom, and his hands under his sleeves clenched tightly.
He couldn't accept... accept that it could be true.
Huangfu Yu was stunned: "You...what do you mean by this?"
Du Heng did not reply to him, but instead looked at Huangfu Zhenlou with a joking look.
This person should know what it means.
Huangfu Zhenlou clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to calm himself down, but it was obviously not very successful and his face looked extremely ugly.
"Doctor Du, I feel that my body is not as strong as before recently. When I practice, I sometimes even feel a little powerless. Is this because I was injured too seriously before and have not fully recovered, or is it because of other reasons?"
Du Heng's mouth curled up slightly: "It seems that you already have feelings. No wonder you would rather agree to my three requests and invite me over."
Huangfu Zhenlou got down from the couch and bowed respectfully: "Please tell me the truth, Doctor Du. This is very important to me."
Du Heng nodded.
If you take advantage of someone, you should always do things well.