"Forget it if you don't understand." Ling Luo shrugged, handed over the celadon medicine bottle in his hand, and said, "This is a magical medicine that can cure your lung disease."
Xuanyuan Ze's eyes lingered on the medicine bottle for a while, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "I won't take it."
"Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for disease."
Xuanyuan Ze frowned and said, "I won't eat if I say I won't!"
Ling Luo fell silent.
This older child is much more difficult to coax than Xun'er.
She suddenly felt a little sympathy for Xuanyuan Yu. How did she manage to take care of this little ancestor in the past twenty years?
"In a few days, I will take my brother home."
Ling Luo was slightly shocked: "Go home?"
"Yes, go back to Jialan Empire." Xuanyuan Ze glanced at Ling Luo lightly.
"Isn't it less than a year? Why are you so anxious to go back?" Ling Luo felt a little reluctant.
Xuanyuan Ze snorted coldly and said: "With brother accompanying you, you are naturally not in a hurry. But have you ever thought about Yang Yue's feelings? Have you ever thought about my mother's feelings? Have you ever thought about..." His tone paused.
He paused and said, "Have you ever thought about how I feel?!"
Ling Luo's eyes fell on Xuanyuan Ze's reddish ears, and the corners of her lips curved involuntarily.
This guy said so much, but actually only the last sentence is the key point.
"You like Yu very much." Ling Luo made a judgment.
Xuanyuan Ze's ears grew hotter and hotter, and he growled at Ling Luo with a red face: "Who likes him? Are you disgusting? He is the one I hate the most!"
Ling Luo raised his eyebrows: "You guys are really not ordinary dishonest."
"Don't be so proud!" Xuanyuan Ze glared at Ling Luo and said, "I will definitely take brother away from you!"
"Oh, really." A light tone and a light smile.
The corners of Xuanyuan Ze's eyes twitched. How could he break this woman's calm facade and make her panic?
He really wanted to tear off her indifferent face and see her broken and crying.
"Xuanyuan Ze."
"ah?"
Ling Luo flicked his right finger, and a brown pill flew into Xuanyuan Ze's mouth.
The pill entered just right, right into Xuanyuan Ze's throat. He was caught off guard, his eyes turned white, and he swallowed it with a "gu dong" sound.
"You..." Xuanyuan Ze turned over and stuck his neck while pointing at Ling Luo in disbelief.
Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Since you are a patient, you must take the medicine obediently."
After a chuckle, she continued: "This medicine is a great tonic. Even if you are really not sick, taking it will not do any harm to your body. Don't worry."
Xuanyuan Ze's face was very ugly, and it took him a long time to calm down. He was so angry that he drank two cups of tea in succession to make his throat feel better.
"Ling Luo, you are such a savage woman, you are not worthy of joining our Xuanyuan family!"
Ling Luo raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Then how can I match it?"
Xuanyuan Ze's eyes raised, and he said: "First of all, if you want to marry into the Xuanyuan family, you must have a prominent status. You must be at least a first-class royal family of the Jialan Kingdom, or a direct descendant of the royal family of a subject country."
Ling Luo curled her lips and said nothing.
Well, she admits, she wasn't born into a distinguished family.
"Again, if you want to be my brother's woman, you must have a strong cultivation level. There is a rigid rule in the selection requirements for the Crown Princess that your cultivation level must be above the fourth level of a great martial artist."