Dan Ya took his leave first, because the Demonic Cult Leader had suddenly appeared at Tang Sect, and he still needed to handle many things, such as strengthening security.
As Feng Guang and Xue Ran walked toward the guest room, Feng Guang complained, "Nine of them are poisoned. The Tang Clan has increased its vigilance. The Demonic Cult leader has appeared. The Tang Clan has increased its vigilance. I find that increasing vigilance doesn't seem to be very useful."
"The Demonic Cult Leader is highly skilled in martial arts. Even with the strictest security, it's not surprising that he can come and go freely," Xue Ran said with a smile. "Don't let the Tang Clan hear you say that it's useless; they'll have something to say about it."
"But you also think what I said is correct, right?" Seeing that he was about to answer, Feng Guang quickly added, "You can't lie, and you can't be ambiguous!"
Xue Ran paused for a second, then nodded helplessly, "Yes."
She smiled with satisfaction, deliberately shaking their clasped hands as they walked. Originally, Xue Ran was going to let go of her hand when he realized something was wrong, but he didn't expect that holding her hand was easy, but letting go was difficult. She held onto his hand tightly and refused to let go no matter what, and even seemed about to burst into tears.
Xue Ran chose to surrender.
"By the way, how's the poison from lying down nine people? Is it easy to cure?"
He corrected gently, "It's Tang Jiuge."
"Nine of them are lying down, that's right."
Forget it, he gave up. "The poison that Young Master Tang is poisoned by is Dream-Born. It will only make him sleep soundly every day, but there is no danger to his life, and he will not show any other symptoms of poisoning. Other doctors cannot diagnose what kind of poison Young Master Tang is poisoned by because Dream-Born is very rare. Even I have only seen it on a fragment of an ancient book."
"Oh? Then this poison is very difficult to cure?"
Her tone was full of concern, not about whether Tang Jiuge could wake up, but about whether he would be in trouble if he couldn't cure the poison. This pleased him. "I dare not say that I can cure all poisons, but eight or nine out of ten poisons in the world are just a piece of cake for me."
He smiled gently, the tenderness in his eyes transforming into rain and snow on parched land, touching people's hearts.
It was such a boastful statement, yet the way he said it so casually gave it an irresistible magic. She looked at him, her eyes fixed on him, and said, "Xue Ran, I've noticed that you seem to be getting more and more handsome."
Confident men are handsome!
This time, Xue Ran didn't blush and panic. Instead, he gave her a charming smile and said, "You're getting more and more beautiful."
He was telling the truth. Because Feng Guang was taking medication every day, the red spots on her face were gradually disappearing. It wouldn't be long before her face was completely restored.
But for some reason, Feng Guang felt like she was being flirted with.
Xue Ran saw Feng Guang to the door and then went to the Tang Clan's alchemy hall to make medicine. Now Feng Guang had no reason not to let go of his hand. Xue Ran's figure quickly disappeared. She raised her hand and decided not to wash it for the rest of the day!
Fengguang skipped and hopped back to her room when she saw Qingyu walking in through the courtyard gate. She stopped pushing the door open and waved to Qingyu in a very cheerful mood, "Little Qingyu, you're back!"
As soon as Qingyu saw her, he immediately turned around, but was stopped by Fengguang running over. He sighed wearily.
"What, your senior sister didn't come back with you?"
Qingyu remained expressionless. "Senior Sister said she wanted to take a stroll around the Tang Sect."
What do you mean by "going around"? You're probably going to find Nangong Li, right?
Guan Yueyue's sudden appearance in the Tang Sect went unnoticed because of her status as Xue Ran's disciple. Naturally, this identity also allowed her to move freely within the Tang Sect without any scruples.
Feng Guang poked Qing Yu with his finger and grinned lewdly, "Little Qing Yu, how old are you this year? You already have someone you like, and that person is a senior sister who is older than you."
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