On the edge of the wall, I and this person exchanged dozens of blows without a clear winner. As the two figures rose and fell, she and I leaped onto the roof, and only then did I get a better look at who it was.
A gentle breeze blew as we stood facing each other on the rooftop, our clothes fluttering. I smiled at the beautiful woman behind the blue mask, whose eyes were fixed on me with a gloomy gaze, and said, "It really is you! Little Guardian Ruhua."
"What are you doing here?" She must have noticed my malicious grin and looked at me warily.
"I came here to deliver a life-saving tonic to your master, but your master didn't appreciate it and sent me away. I'll see this through to the end, and I certainly won't just stand by and watch your master die young."
"Stop talking nonsense! My master is perfectly fine now. Could it be that there's something wrong with the secret recipe and elixir you gave me?" Hearing my words, the little guard seemed very displeased and drew the sword from her waist, pointing it at my neck.
I remained calm as she pointed her sword at me, and continued to laugh, "My medicine can only cure all poisons and diseases. The pain that has been afflicting your young master is no longer a major concern, but over the years your master's body has been severely weakened. He is cured of his illness, but his lifespan is almost gone. Only by taking this ten-thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng can he prolong his life."
"What 'ten-thousand-year-old ginseng'? Even a hundred-year-old ginseng is hard to find on the market, let alone a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng. Don't exaggerate and make a show of it again, disturbing my master's rest." Clearly, this brat didn't believe me.
"If you don't believe me, ask that person in the hospital. Don't they feel that their physical ailments are gone, but because of the torment of illness in recent years, their body has been severely depleted, and they lack energy?"
I raised my voice and called out to the sickly young master who was lying on the armchair in the courtyard. No matter how fiercely I was fighting with the girl in front of me, he remained calm and composed, basking in the sunlight with his eyes down, seemingly without any concern for his safety.
The courtyard is only so big; he can definitely hear what I'm saying to this girl.
When I shouted that loudly, the person in the courtyard who had been looking down slowly opened his eyes and calmly said, "Qingyan, put this young lady down!"
Qingyan reluctantly sheathed her sword.
I gave her a smug wink and then leaped down, landing in the courtyard.
Only then did he see the true face of the sickly young master in front of him.
He had a handsome face and delicate features, but his frail body over the years had made his face pale and thin. However, his sharp eyes reflected his unruly and power-hungry soul.
He seems to be a person who fantasizes about having absolute power.
However, his thin lips were still as red as ever, which is my type. But since my heart belongs to someone else, it's okay to just admire them and enjoy their beauty.
I stared at his thin, crimson lips and smiled slightly: "Your Highness, your complexion has recovered quite well after taking my secret medicine."
While admiring the beauty, I naturally wouldn't forget to first praise the effectiveness of my medicine.
He remained calm as always, his lips slightly parted: "Thanks to you, young lady, I am out of danger. I just heard you say that my days are numbered. So, in your opinion, how much longer do I have?"
"Ah Hua... Ah Hua..." Just then, I heard Zhou Lang calling my name from outside the door.
I was busy fighting with that girl for too long and admiring the beauties in the courtyard, so I forgot that Zhou Lang was still waiting for me outside the gate. Perhaps Zhou Lang was getting anxious because he hadn't seen me for a while.
"Um... wait a moment, my husband is still waiting for me. Perhaps he's getting impatient. May I bring him in as well?"
The young master in front of me waved his hand in agreement, and I quickly ran out the door to find Zhou Lang.
Zhou Lang was frowning and calling out to me from all directions in front of the door.
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