In an instant, only Fenhe and Suzulan were left looking at each other in the elegant courtyard. After a long time, Suzulan said with a bitter smile: "Jiu Liu has completely forgotten us."

This was something that had never happened before. No matter how cold-tempered Shen Jiuliu was, he would never completely forget about them.

But ever since Shen paid close attention to Rong Xian for a long time, he seemed to have been fascinated by her. He only had eyes for Rong Xian and could no longer accommodate anything else except Rong Xian.

"Senior Sister Fenhe, what's so good about Rong Xian? Why did Junior Brother Jiu Liu fall in love with her?" Linglan's expression was full of sadness and confusion.

She and Shen Jiuli have been together for more than ten years, and they are childhood sweethearts and sweethearts. Regardless of their status, background, or future prospects, they are the most suitable couple.

She had already planned to wait until Junior Brother Jiuli returned to the mountain, and then they would get married with the sect leader and elders deciding, but unexpectedly, complications arose.

How can a mortal who knows some kung fu have the status and qualifications to be worthy of being the young master of the Haotian Immortal Sect?

"Senior sister, I will never allow Rong Xian to be with junior brother. She is not worthy." Ling Lan's tone was extremely gloomy.

Fen He could tell at a glance that she was in the wrong place, and she couldn't persuade her to come back. Unless the young sect master could separate from Rong Xian and marry Ling Lan, this matter would definitely become Ling Lan's obsession. Not fun.

She pondered for a moment, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "Don't worry, junior sister, I will help you."

It is very clear how to choose between outsiders and relatives. No matter how outstanding Rong Xian is, it is not as important as Ling Lan who she has watched grow up. Moreover, Ling Lan is the granddaughter of the great elder, so the marriage between her and the young sect leader is more important. Stabilize the position of the young sect leader.

After making up their mind, the two of them were not too anxious. It was their first time going down the mountain. The things outside the mountain were very fresh. Before, they had elders following them and they didn't dare to act recklessly. Now there are no elders around. Both of them wandered around curiously. Occasionally Take a look at Shen Jiuliu and prevent others from leaving their consciousness.

Poor, the child's immature coughing sound is very clear.

Rong Xian came over with a bowl of medicine and said in a gentle tone: "Mumu, you will feel better after drinking the medicine."

Xiao Le walked over like a little adult and helped Mu Mu up. With a smile on her lips, Rong Xian sat directly on the edge of the bed and stirred the concoction with a spoon. The hot concoction in the bowl instantly warmed up, and the temperature at the entrance was just right. .

Before she could give Mumu the medicine, Mumu's grandfather came over with two bowls of tea and placed them on the table nearby: "Old man, there is nothing here except tea. I hope Doctor Rong won't dislike it."

Rong Xian paused for a moment on the tea bowl, stirred the concoction with a spoon, and pretended to say: "I've always heard from Xiao Le that the tea you brew is the best. I've tasted Xiao Le's tea before, and I'm happy to try it today. I came to the right place after trying your brew."

Her expression was warm and genial when she spoke, and her previous attitude of being disgusted with others' tea was completely gone.

Shen Jiuliu, who was standing by, heard her words and his eyelids jumped.

If I remember correctly, he only mentioned the tea a little bit before coming here, and Xiaoxian's attitude was as if he had done something outrageous.

Although the taste of the tea is indeed unbearable.

but now--

His eyes passed over Rong Xian, and he pondered slightly. Are all girls' minds so fickle?

When the old man heard Rong Xian's compliment, the tension and anxiety on his face disappeared, and he completely took her polite words seriously.

The old man grinned widely and handed the tea bowl directly to Rong Xian: "Since you want to try it, drink it while it's hot."

Rong Xian lowered her head to face the tea bowl brought to her lips, looked up at the old man's enthusiastic smiling face, and experienced for the first time what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

She rubbed her forehead in distress, feeling that it was not a good thing to pretend too well.

Although it was hard to refuse such kindness, Rong Xian didn't want to wrong herself.

She raised her hand and gently raised the medicine bowl, pretending to be pity and said: "This medicine is not good to drink when it is cold. It seems that if you want to taste the old man's tea, you have to be patient and wait."

As he spoke, he stirred the medicine bowl with the spoon in his hand, and the medicine that had been slightly warm just now began to steam again.

Shen Jiuliu, who saw everything silently: "..." His mood was a little complicated.

When the old man heard about the medicine, he couldn't waste any time and quickly put the tea bowl back on the table. Tea can be made at any time. His grandson's illness is more important.

Not having to face the unpalatable bowl of tea immediately, Rong Xian breathed a sigh of relief, then handed the medicine bowl to Mu Mu, and said with a smile: "Mu Mu, drink it all in one go and you won't feel the pain."

The old man said anxiously: "It's a bit hot, Mu Mu Chui Chui."

Rong Xian blinked and cooled the concoction again without bothering.

Mumu obediently took the medicine bowl and licked it tentatively with her little tongue like a cat. After finding that it was not hot, she drank it in one gulp. His whole little face wrinkled up in pain.

Suddenly, something seemed to be stuffed in his mouth. He chewed it subconsciously, and a sweet milky aroma spread through the buds, immediately dispelling the bitter taste in his mouth.

Mumu looked at Rong Xian who was smiling at the side in surprise. She looked at Rong Xian's hand, but found that there was nothing there. She couldn't help but asked in a sweet voice: "Doctor Rong, is that candy?"

Rong Xian pursed her lips and smiled, took the medicine bowl in his hand and put it aside and said, "It's sugar. After eating my sugar, are you ready for me to give you an injection?"

Mumu shrank her neck, as if she was a little scared, but looking at Rong Xian's gentle look, she mustered up the courage to say, "You're ready, I'm not afraid."

Rong Xian chuckled softly and took out the cloth bag from the medicine box. The cloth bag was opened and there were slender silver needles pinned inside.

Rong Xian passed the silver needles with her fingertips and took one out, with a serious look on her face.

The fingertips flicked over the silver needle, and a little light flashed on the needle.

The silver needle quickly pricked the acupuncture points on Mumu's body, but after a moment, Rong Xian moved her fingers slightly, and the silver needle had returned to the cloth bag.

Looking at Mumu who closed his eyes and fell asleep, Rong Xian laid Mumu down on the bed, covered him with a quilt, took his pulse, and then smiled and said: "The moisture in the lungs has been removed, let Mumu sleep for a while." It’ll be fine when I feel like it.”

The old man's face relaxed, and the smile on his face became more genuine.

The old man's way of expressing his gratitude was very simple and simple. He poured out the tea on the wooden table and made another large bowl for Rong Xian and Shen Jiuliu.

Rong Xian, who did not escape the disaster, said: "..." Doesn't the host have some idea of ​​what this tea tastes like?

But looking at the old man's sincere smile, he might not have counted.

Rong Xian reluctantly took the old porcelain bowl in front of her that was obviously missing a hole, showed a bright smile to the old man and said, "You are so polite."

The old man was moved and said: "Doctor Rong gives medicine for free without charging a consultation fee. It's too late for me to be grateful. Just making two cups of tea is nothing."
Chapter completed!