The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 431: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (47)

Su Xiangran widened her eyes and carefully observed everything that was happening in front of her: Wow! Isn't this a great opportunity to display her tea art skills!

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sweet smile, and she said softly: "Aunt, please be patient!"

Then, she only glanced at Beitang Jing, and continued to persuade Murong Fengyu, "Young Master is now fifteen years old, and has been wandering in the martial arts world for some time.

Even if it is impossible to accurately judge a person's complete appearance, it should be possible to distinguish between good and evil!

Moreover, as the future successor of Yunjian Villa, he will definitely put the safety of the villa first."

As soon as the words fell, no one present thought there was anything wrong with it, but Beitang Jing remembered these words deeply.

Recalling the experiences in the previous life, it was because he believed what He Ruochu said that he decided to lead everyone to encircle and suppress the Demon Cult.

It was precisely because of this that Yunjian Villa became enemies with the Demon Cult, leading to the subsequent brutal massacre.

Although Yunjian Villa was eventually rebuilt, it was no longer recognizable and was no longer the same as before.

At this moment, Beitang Jing was thinking to himself, if time could go back, perhaps he would make a different choice.

Ling Mo, who was standing by, heard Su Xiangran mentioning others all the time but not a word about herself, and a feeling of displeasure suddenly arose in his heart.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, he caught a glimpse of Su Xiangran frowning slightly, with an inexplicable coldness in her voice: "Why did you fight with others again?"

In an instant, the dissatisfaction he had just felt disappeared without a trace, and he knew that Su Xiangran was angry.

There was no trace of displeasure at this moment. Ling Moqing was just trembling like a quail, standing there alone, looking extremely embarrassed.

Ling Moqing lowered his head, walked to Su Xiangran like a child who had made a mistake, and gently pulled the corner of her clothes.

"I was wrong......"

Su Xiangran glared at him in dissatisfaction: "It's always like this. They say things never happen more than three times. Tell me yourself, how many times has this happened? If you don't want to live, just say so earlier. Don't waste my energy and herbs."

Beitang Jing looked at the scene in front of him and felt very surprised. He had never thought that Ling Moqing, who was always strong, would have such a side.

"Xiao Ran, are you familiar with Jing'er's sworn brother?" Murong Fengyu saw how the two of them got along with each other, and suddenly felt that the young man who she had found pleasing to the eye just now, now seemed a little unpleasant to the eye.

"Aunt, he's been poisoned. I've been treating him all this time." Su Xiangran explained to Murong Fengyu, "Actually, the poison isn't very deep, but it's more difficult to treat. And if it's not completely removed, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles."

"It turns out that Miss Su really knows medical skills." Doctor Qin, who had been watching the excitement from the side, realized at this moment that this woman was the person he came to see. "I have seen the effect of your silver needle technique before. It is really like the younger generation pushing the older generation forward!"

Of course, Doctor Qin was also very tactful and did not say who he saw it on. At this moment, He Ruochu was only one step away from being "beaten by everyone", so there was really no need to mention this unlucky person anymore.

When Beitang Jing heard Su Xiangran mention Ling Moqing's poisoning, he felt embarrassed to pretend he didn't know. He immediately asked with concern: "Brother, are you poisoned? Is your health okay?"

"It's okay. I just suffered a dying counterattack during the battle. It wasn't a serious poison. I was just unlucky." Ling Moqing then explained to him again the reason for the formation of this toxin.

After hearing his explanation, Beitang Jing fell silent.

In his previous life, when he was getting along with Ling Moqing, he also discovered that his elder brother had the habit of using incense. Beitang Jing even laughed at him for it at that time.

But Ling Moqing said that he had been traveling around the world since he was a teenager, and had changed all the habits he had developed at home, except for the habit of using incense, which he did not want to change.

I’m afraid no one would have thought in his previous life that Ling Moqing would eventually die from this habit. It really is true: things in this world are unpredictable!

"What are you thinking about so intently?" Murong Fengyu stepped forward and pushed her silly son. "They've already walked in. What are you still doing? Hurry up and follow them."

Beitang Jing looked around and just as his mother said, Doctor Qin and his party had already entered the gate of the Su Mansion.

Now only he, his mother, Nanny Wu, and He Ruochu who wanted to come in but couldn't bring herself to do so were left.

People should keep their word, so Beitang Jing said to He Ruochu: "Let's not talk about the actual matter for now. I promised you before that I would try my best to help you heal your internal injuries. Let's talk about everything after you recover from your injuries!"

He Ruochu nodded at him gratefully.

"Please come in!" Su An, who was standing at the door waiting for them to come in, made an invitation to them. Of course, the "please" gesture was also directed to He Ruochu.

In fact, Su An didn’t really understand his lady’s intention.

Su Xiangran: Only by catching the turtle in the jar can we ensure that there is no risk of error.

Then a few people followed Su An and came to the second courtyard of the Su Mansion.