The smile on Liu Xuyun's lips seemed to deepen. She looked straight at Lu Ming without saying a word, but the bowl of medicine in her hand did not move.
Lu Ming lowered his eyes, then raised his head, his brows became calm, he reached out to take the bowl, raised his head and drank it in one gulp without hesitation.
The medicine was extremely unpalatable, and the bitter taste filled his mouth and nostrils. Lu Ming suppressed the churning in his stomach and bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from spitting it out.
Thinking of all the experiences in the past two days, Lu Ming suddenly felt some sympathy for He Qingci. He was the most noble young master of the He family, but he was insulted for no reason, even lower than others, and even servants dared to yell at him; it was a poison that destroyed the spirit roots, but he still had to pretend not to know, drinking bowl after bowl for several years. If he hadn't experienced all this himself today, how could he understand his bitterness?
Liu Xuyun stared at Lu Ming and watched him drink the medicine. Only then did he feel relieved and said slowly, "I heard that you had a fight with Qingqiu yesterday?"
Lu Ming heard this, his face expressionless, still said calmly: "Qing Ci was not feeling well yesterday, and his mind was hot for a while, so he acted impulsively and his behavior was a little deviant. I wanted to go to the main house to apologize to Qing Qiu, but I heard that my father and he went to the weapon refining workshop to discuss the method of refining. I will go to apologize to him now, do you think it's okay?"
Liu Xuyun's eyes turned, and there was a hint of annoyance in her eyes when she looked at Lu Ming. After a long time, she retracted her gaze and chuckled, "It's just a fight between children. Qing Ci doesn't need to blame himself too much. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. If a younger brother does something wrong, the elder brother should discipline him properly."
Lu Ming lowered his head and said, "Qing Ci dare not."
Liu Xuyun smiled and touched his head, saying with concern: "There is nothing to be afraid of. You are still not feeling well now, so you should rest more in the house. There is no need to look for him."
Lu Ming nodded in agreement. Seeing that Lu Ming had given up the idea of going to the weapon refining workshop to look for He Qingqiu, Liu Xuyun nodded in satisfaction, yawned and said, "I feel a little tired now, you should leave first. Also, your body is almost recovered, so you should go to the school to attend classes soon. Without spiritual power, you can't even recognize a few words, so don't make the master angry again."
Hearing this, Lu Ming stood up, bowed to Liu Xuyun, and said, "Then Qing Ci will leave first."
Liu Xuyun waved her hand impatiently, closed her eyes, and lazily lay on the couch, motioning the servant to carry her away quickly. She didn't want to stay even a second longer.
Lu Ming looked at Liu Xuyun's gradually disappearing back, with a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth, and an unpredictable expression. Through the test just now, it was obvious that Liu Xuyun was unwilling to let He Qingci get in touch with the knowledge related to refining, and even unwilling to let him take a step into the refining workshop.
It can be seen from this that the effect of this medicine is definitely the key to destroying his spiritual roots, and the purpose is to make him completely lose his spiritual power and unable to cultivate immortals and refine weapons. In this way, the position of the next head of the He family can directly skip He Qingci and fall directly on her son He Qingqiu.
Lu Ming smiled coldly, with a different light shining in his eyes. It seemed that he had to be extra careful in the future.
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After leaving the kitchen, Lu Ming was taken to the side house by the servant. Lu Ming then realized that the shabby house he lived in yesterday was originally used for the maids and servants who made mistakes to reflect on their mistakes. Due to its remote location, almost no one usually stepped into it.
It was hard to believe that He Qingqiu had gone there yesterday just to humiliate He Qingci. This man seemed to dislike He Qingci so much that he wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible, but because he was the eldest son of the He family, he didn't dare to kill him casually, so he had to do everything he could to humiliate He Qingci on weekdays.
Lu Ming stepped into the room where He Qingci had lived for more than ten years and looked around. The furnishings in the room were very simple, even shabby, and it was totally unlike what a young master should be treated like.
The servant following Lu Ming suddenly said, "Master, the mistress has asked you to go to the academy for class in half an hour, so don't forget it."
Lu Ming nodded and asked, "What classes did you take?"
The servant said impatiently, "How would I know that? You will find out when you go there."
When Lu Ming was about to ask where the class was, the boy turned around and ran away. Lu Ming sighed, walked to the low cabinet helplessly, opened the drawer, took the books and went to the school.
Lu Ming stepped out of the house and walked west. Along the way, he asked several maids and servants about the location of the school, but unfortunately no one was willing to show him the way. They just pointed him in a direction with an impatient look on their faces and walked away. Lu Ming had no choice but to walk around by himself. After half an hour, he still couldn't find the location of the school.
Lu Ming walked slowly upstream along the stream, enjoying the surrounding scenery along the way. It was probably too late to rush to the school now, so fortunately he made up his mind and decided not to go. If the eldest lady wanted to embarrass him, she would find many excuses to make things difficult for him anyway, so this one wouldn't be a big deal.
At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the front.
Lu Ming paused and looked up. He saw several boys dressed as servants surrounding a boy about ten years old and beating him up.
The boy's face was bruised and his forehead was broken, blood was flowing down his cheeks. In addition, it had just rained, the ground was full of water, and the white cloth shirt he was wearing was stained with mud, looking extremely miserable.
Because the boy was too young and weak, he was no match for three or four healthy and strong teenagers. He was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back. He had to protect his head with his arms and gritted his teeth without saying a word. His shiny black eyes were shining with cold hatred, but he was very tough. He never asked for mercy from beginning to end. Only a faint moan escaped from his mouth from time to time, and his face gradually turned pale.
Lu Ming originally didn't want to get involved in this trivial matter. He was in a difficult situation now. Even if he put on the airs of a young master, he believed that no one in the entire He Mansion would give him face. It was more likely to backfire and harm him instead. So he hardened his heart and turned around to leave.
The boy who was beaten had sharp eyes. Although his eyes were swollen, he still saw Lu Ming not far away. A glimmer of hope flashed in his black jade eyes, and his lips moved slightly. But when he saw Lu Ming turn around and leave, the light in his eyes suddenly went out, his eyelids drooped, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were clenched tightly.
The moment Lu Ming turned around, for some reason, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. The look in those eyes was so similar to his own when he was young.
After his parents died in a car accident, he was left alone and experienced countless pains and difficulties, but there was no one he could talk to or rely on. Whenever he looked in the mirror when he was extremely tired, the pale face and eyes of the boy in the mirror, with countless resentment and unwillingness towards the world, were very similar to this boy.
Those long-forgotten memories suddenly popped into his mind, causing Lu Ming to clench his fists and feel cold in his heart. He paused, turned around, and shouted to the front: "Stop!"
The boy saw the figure in front of him paused, and raised his head suddenly. His eyes suddenly met the pair of black pupils that were as clear and transparent as a cold pond in late autumn. For a moment, his heart seemed to be hit hard, and his breathing suddenly became short.
The boy's eyes never left the handsome but somewhat pale boy in front of him. The strong sunlight shone straight into his eyes, but he seemed not to feel even half of it and did not even blink. It was not until the slender figure slowly approached him that he suddenly reacted and quickly blinked his sore eyes a few times.
When several servants heard Lu Ming's voice, they hurriedly stopped their fists and feet, and a group of people looked towards where Lu Ming was.
Lu Ming said in a deep voice: "What did he do wrong that you have to beat him like this?"
Several servants were relieved when they saw that it was the young master who dared to bully even the servants in the He Mansion. One of the servants smiled coldly, kicked the boy hard, and cursed with a smile: "You little bastard, you really have a noble person to help you. Everyone in the He Mansion knows that except for the old prince at the door of the He Mansion, the young master of the He family has the most noble status."
Everyone couldn't help but sneer when they heard this, and looked at Lu Ming with teasing and mockery in their eyes.
The boy lying on the ground had a cold look in his eyes, his lips were tightly pursed, and he said nothing.
One of the servants seemed to be new and asked in confusion, "The old prince guarding the door...who is that?"
The servant raised his head and laughed loudly. He looked at Lu Ming with a mocking look and answered, "Apart from a dog, what else can guard the gate?"
Everyone burst into laughter, and the laughter was extremely mocking. When Lu Ming heard the extremely insulting words just now, coupled with the harsh laughter, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes became cold and sharp, like a ray of cold light, shooting straight at the people in front of him, and his whole body exuded a cold momentum.
When several servants met Lu Ming's gaze, they felt a chill in their hearts for some reason. They swallowed their saliva reflexively and their laughter stopped abruptly. They couldn't help but start to wonder why the eldest young master of the He family, who was usually weak and incompetent and could be stepped on by almost everyone, looked so creepy today?
Lu Ming walked forward slowly with an expressionless face. Without saying a word, he picked up a long and thick firewood from the roadside and smashed it hard on the head of the boy who had just spoken rudely!
A stream of blood immediately flowed down his head. The boy touched his head in a daze. His brain hadn't reacted yet. Then, the second stick immediately landed on his shoulder. The piercing pain instantly spread all over his body. He wailed, hugged his head and fell to the ground in pain. He dodged the heavy blows from Lu Ming and rolled on the ground in pain. In a short while, his whole body was covered with dirty mud, and he looked like a struggling loach.
Everyone around was terrified. They stood there blankly, eyes wide open, staring in disbelief at the scene happening before them.
The boy screamed in pain, struggling and shouting at the dazed people: "What are you still standing there for? Come on, beat him to death!"
Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and rushed forward, reaching out to grab Lu Ming who was still beating the servant.
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