As the wheelchair was pushed forward, Jiang Yao looked back from time to time. The speed of the wheelchair was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Su Qianji had a gloomy face. The people from the Anan tribe who came forward to lead the way did not dare to approach him because of his bad face.
"Qianji." Zhao Ce asked, "Do you want to wash up first?"
"Um."
"Lan Ke, take Master Su back to his room to wash up first."
"Don't let him take it." Su Qianji's voice was very cold, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Let Lan Tuo come."
Lan Ke, who wanted to move forward, paused and finally retreated without saying a word.
An old man came forward and gestured to Su Qianji, "Mr. Su, please come this way."
Jiang Yao pushed the wheelchair with a confused look on her face. Why did she feel that Su Qianji had a particularly deep grudge against that handsome boy? Was it just her imagination?
"Mr. Su must be tired from traveling all the way. We have prepared some nourishing hot spring water for you."
Lan Ke said as he opened the door and walked inside.
It's really luxurious to have a hot spring in a room.
Jiang Yao stared with wide eyes. There was no such natural hot spring pool in Jincheng.
I don’t know if Su Chiji has had a chance to try it since she has soaked it.
"Mr. Su, please wash up first. I will take my leave now."
Jiang Yao nodded to the old man and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you."
Seeing Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, the old man smiled and nodded at her before retreating.
Jiang Yao pushed Su Qianji to the side of the hot spring and looked at it eagerly. After a while, he said, "Then Mr. Su, I'm going out first."
"Where are you going?"
Su Qianji turned his wheelchair and looked at her directly with a questioning tone.
Jiang Yao stared blankly at the pool, then at his legs: "Master Su, if you want to wash up, you have to let Master Langqi serve you, right?"
Su Qianji lowered his eyes, he was so anxious that he forgot about it.
"Push me out and don't wash up for now."
Jiang Yao was surprised: "Master Su, you don't want to wash up?"
Wasn't he a mysophobe? Wasn't he the one who couldn't stand the dust of the world? He'd shower even before leaving Feiyan Palace, but he didn't want to shower after rushing all the way?
"I don't want to wash it for now."
When pushing the wheelchair out, Jiang Yao's mind was full of questions. This action was very inconsistent with Su Qianji's character.
"Then Mr. Su, I'll go get some food."
"You are not allowed to go."
Su Qianji was firm: "You stay here well."
Jiang Yao: "?"
“But I’m hungry.”
He muttered pitifully.
"Wait here." Su Qianji turned the wheelchair by himself and threatened coldly before leaving: "Don't let me find out that you sneaked out, otherwise..."
Jiang Yao quickly shook his head: "I'm not going out."
After Su Qianji went out, he closed the door and pushed his wheelchair out.
Lan Tuo had just sent someone in when he turned around and saw someone else coming out. He thought he was dazzled.
After confirming it was Su Qianji, he hurried over to greet him: "Master Su, do you have any other instructions?"
"Where's the food?"
Lan Tuo quickly turned around and waved to Lan Ke: "Ke'er, hurry up and bring some food to Master Su."
After he finished speaking, he bowed to Su Qianji and said, "Master Su, do you want to eat in your room?"
"Um."
When Lan Ke came with the tray, Su Qianji didn't let him follow.
"Mr. Su, let me bring you some food." Lan Ke took the initiative to speak.
"No need, I'll get it myself."
The tray fit perfectly on his knees, and he held it steady with one hand while pushing the wheelchair with the other.
"Master Su, let me take you there."
"I said no."
Su Qianji looked at Lan Ke coldly, his eyes deep. "I remember that people from your Anan tribe were supposed to cover their faces with veils. Why didn't I see you do that today?"
Lan Ke was stunned: "Master Su, in the Anan tribe, only unmarried women cover their faces; men don't need to cover their faces."
Su Qianji frowned. He was furious when he thought of some little woman staring at Lan Ke's face like a fangirl.
"What's the rule? Why do women have to cover themselves but men don't?"
Lan Ke also didn't understand: "Master Su, do you have any objections to the ancient clan rules of the Anan tribe?"
Su Qianji looked up at him, his narrow eyes icy cold, a glance that made people feel awe: "What? I can't have a problem with the rules of your Anan tribe?"
"Master Su, what are you talking about?" Lan Tuo stepped forward and stood in front of Lan Ke. "I understand what you mean, Master Su. Starting tomorrow, all men and women in the clan will cover their faces."
Su Qianji said nothing more and pushed his wheelchair away.
"Dad, why did you agree to such an outrageous request?"
"Is it rude? It's just a matter of covering your face for a few days. Master Su didn't ask to change your clan."
"But why does he interfere with our clan rules?"
"The Anan tribe is nearing its end, and I won't be able to hold on for many more years. Ke'er, Master Su is willing to come here this time for the sake of our tribe's destiny. So, no matter what their request is, we must do our best to meet it. Otherwise, if Zhao State takes over the Anan tribe, I won't be able to face the ancestors of the Lan family after my death."
Lan Ke frowned and reluctantly pulled the veil to cover his face: "Son, I'll remember this. I'll go apologize to Master Su for what happened just now."
Lan Tuo nodded: "Ke'er, you are different from Sui'er. You are more insightful. I will feel at ease when I entrust the important tasks of the clan to you in the future."
"Dad, why are you saying this when you should be fine?" Lan Ke hated to hear this the most. After saying this, he turned around and followed Su Qianji.
"Jiang Yao, open the door."
After hearing Su Qianji's voice outside the door, Jiang Yao quickly got up and opened the door.
"Mr. Su, you."
"Hold it."
Jiang Yao quickly picked up the tray on Su Qianji's knees, extremely surprised.
"Master Su, why did you go to get the food yourself?"
Su Qianji pushed his wheelchair and walked inside: "Aren't you hungry?"
"Because I'm hungry, Master Su went to get the food himself?"
She had never been treated like this before, and she felt flattered.
"Eat quickly."
Suku Chiji was already very impatient. He rolled his wheelchair to the side, picked up a book and started reading.
Jiang Yao didn't ask any more questions. He just carefully put down the tray and opened them one by one.
"Wow, it's roasted lamb, Mr. Su, would you like some?"
"I'm not hungry."
Jiang Yao became more and more curious: "Master Su, you haven't practiced some kind of fasting technique that allows you to live without eating?"
"Um."
I thought Su Chiji would deny it, but I didn't expect him to admit it so readily.
This made Jiang Yao excited.
The lamb on the table didn't taste good anymore, so he ran straight to the wheelchair: "Master Su, is there really a fasting technique? Do you really know how to do it? Can you teach me? That way, I won't have to be so hungry all the time."
Su Qianji glanced at her and said slowly, "To practice the art of fasting, you need to starve for at least a year or two to master it. And even if you do, it doesn't mean you won't feel hungry. It just means that being hungry won't harm your body."
"Huh? I still feel hungry after practicing fasting?"
"Um."
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