After Chu Ze finished speaking, he stepped aside.??

The person who took the pulse was Xueyi. After taking the pulse, Xueyi opened her mouth, "The Lord of the Mansion is weak and he is afraid of the cold on weekdays..."

"Tell me the point! These nonsense are the 99th time I have heard."

Xueyi: "..."

"The Lord of the Mansion has a strong mental power, but his sleep is not good at night, which leads to a loss of both qi and blood. If this continues, it will inevitably become more and more serious. However, I have a way to treat it and can help the Lord of the Mansion recover as before in the shortest time."

"Okay, you can go down." Huanyan waved her hand directly and said some useless nonsense.

Xueyi's face was cold, and she had already lowered her figure so much.

Chu Ze walked forward and said, "Master... do you see?"

His consciousness was very clear. This young lady was not an ordinary person. It would be fine if she was an ordinary person, but this person...

Huanyan glanced at him, "If I don't leave, I'll hit someone."

"Can you wait a moment?"

Look at her with a dreamy face.

"Since the Lord of the Mansion knows his own situation, he also knows that I am telling the truth. I am curious and want to hear how others view your situation."

Huanyan sneered, "This snowy clothes, she didn't know that he and Ye Xiyue had been having a hot night last night, right?"

Well, I don't know it's better.

"Bao..." Before the word "Bei" was spoken, Huanyan met Ye Xiyue's slightly cold gaze. He smiled and immediately changed his mouth, "Come on, let our beauty show me."

A word of "big beauty" is enough to kill Xueyi in seconds.

Appearance is born to be destined, and no matter how hard you try, you can't change this thing.

Huanyan stretched out her hand, Ye Xiyue took her pulse, and after a while, she said gently: "Soul Separation."

The five words are only simple, the illusion face changes slightly, and the eyes become as deep as the sea.

Soul Separation? Xueyi looked at Ye Xiyue.

"To put it bluntly, it means living two kinds of lives, either a normal, an abnormal, a relaxed, a painful, or a happy, or a sad." I think the Lord of the Mansion is very clear about which of these three types. Of course, if I don't mind, I can also tell which situation the Lord of the Mansion is facing."

"No need to say it." Huanyan murmured, his tone low.

She actually saw it.

If she was just talking nonsense last night, then today, he can guarantee that Ye Xiyue really knows what disease he has.

"Soul separation has nothing to do with appearance, and is even extremely intact in body. What it is damaged is only the spirit and soul." Ye Xiyue said lightly.

Huanyan’s default shows the correctness of Ye Xiyue’s diagnosis.

Xueyi asked: "Miss Ye, are you sure you didn't know the situation of the mansion before?"

The mansion master treated Ye Xiyue very unusually, and anyone with eyes could see it.

"What do you mean - the Lord of the Mansion told me about his situation before? We colluded today?" Ye Xiyue's voice was like ice, with an invisible sense of oppression.

Xueyi was shocked.

Huanyan slapped the table with a 'pa!' and stood up, "Rareless!"

Xueyi bowed quickly, "Don't be angry, I'll just say it casually."
Chapter completed!