Completely out of control, blood spouted from her mouth.
Dripping and splattering, it fell onto the carpet at the entrance.
It was a shocking sight.
The guard’s face changed dramatically, "Miss!"
Even Mu Heqing hadn’t expected that Meng Qingxue could be stimulated to this extent.
For the first time, he felt somewhat embarrassed, frozen in place, and then subconsciously glanced at Fu Yunshen.
If something happened to Meng Qingxue at the Mu family’s place, it would be the Mu family’s trouble.
But even if the Mu family knew Meng Qingxue was coming, they couldn’t possibly stop her.
No matter how high the status of a family in the Secular World was, it was simply not on the same level as the Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial World.
The guard was even more anxious, taking out the jade vial he carried with him, "Miss, take your medicine, take your medicine."
It took a lot of effort before he managed to feed a pill to Meng Qingxue.
These medicines were specially refined by the Meng family’s elder for Meng Qingxue,
Meng Qingxue hadn’t treated many patients recently, and there had been no issues for the past two years, so why did she vomit blood today?
"Elder Mu, I feel... unwell," Meng Qingxue barely got the words out, looking down in a sorry state, the sound of coughing unceasing, "cough, cough... Qingxue will take her leave first."
Mu Heqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Mu Cheng."
"Miss Meng, this way," Mu Cheng immediately stepped forward, speaking softly, "The temperature outside is cool, let me drive you to the entrance of the Ancient Medical field."
"Thank you, Mr. Cheng, I..." Meng Qingxue couldn’t continue speaking, her voice choked by sobs, tears streaming down her face.
Mu Cheng was now embarrassed as well.
He didn’t know what to say, so he simply closed his mouth and, along with the guard, helped Meng Qingxue out.
Inside the villa, the atmosphere became slightly tense.
"I wasn’t aware that she would be coming," Mu Heqing sat down on the other side of the sofa, "I really am sorry."
"Elder Mu, you shouldn’t say that," Fu Yunshen finally lazily raised his eyelids, "Why apologize?"
"True," Mu Heqing gave him a glance, "You’re the one who should be apologizing. Look, you made someone spew blood in anger."
"Hmm, sorry, I’m broke recently, can’t help it, I’ll—," Fu Yunshen glanced at the blood-stained carpet, "compensate you with a carpet."
"..."
Mu Heqing was so angry he could smoke, "Off with you, you brat, I really don’t want to see you again, my longevity could be shortened by the anger you cause me."
He could never say anything nice.
"Elder Mu, getting angry is bad for your health," Fu Yunshen stood up, "I’ll take my leave now, and I’ll bring Yaoyao over again on the thirty-first."
Mu Heqing waved his hand, wishing for him to leave quickly.
Fu Yunshen, out of habit, secured the scarf around Ying Zijin and straightened her coat.
Ying Zijin looked thoughtfully into the distance, "She likes you."
"Maybe? At least someone thinks so," Fu Yunshen didn’t care much, "Otherwise, Yaoyao, why do you think that direct lineage descendant of the Meng family who I crippled would provoke me for no reason?"
Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "Because of Meng Qingxue?"
In the younger generation, Meng Qingxue was a genius in Ancient Medicine.
Even with her illness, she had numerous suitors.
She also had several brothers who were very protective of her.
A real greenhouse flower.
"Yeah." Fu Yunshen’s tone was indifferent and cool, "It has nothing to do with me, we are not the same kind of people."
Back then, the belief sustaining him was revenge.
He had always been walking on the edge of life and death, forcing himself to break through limits time after time, to achieve a higher level of cultivation; he had no time to care about other things.
He hadn’t spoken to Meng Qingxue, having only seen her a few times, but indeed, Meng Qingxue had brought him a lot of trouble.
Continuously, people came to pick fights with him.
"As for me, now I have someone I like very much, and she is the only one," Fu Yunshen stroked her head, "Her full name is Ying Zijin, her nickname Yaoyao, and I have evil intentions toward this person, I’m harboring malicious thoughts, just thinking about—"
"How to abduct her back, to have her completely to myself."
"I trust you, and you should have some confidence in yourself," Ying Zijin paused, then raised an eyebrow, "Come to think of it, I used to tell my good friend that I would never marry or have children in this lifetime."
"Hmm?"
"I went back on my word."
Fu Yunshen smiled, "I know, you also like me a lot, at night when you sleep and kick off the blankets, you still hold on to me."
His mood was very cheerful, his voice filled with laughter, "Girlfriend, what would you like to eat tonight?"
"Sweet and sour pork ribs."
"Huh? Not going to have boiled beef slices? I thought you liked spicy food?"
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