Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 188: Twin Plums and Remaining Snow
At night, the spring rain had stopped and the puddles on the roadside were stepped on by people, causing some splashes of water. Zhao Wumian's fox fur coat was soaked, so he walked on the bustling streets of the capital wearing only a blue shirt.

After practicing sword for a while, he left the Sword Sect branch... Although he really wanted to spend the night with his lovely master, Zhao Wumian hadn't seen Miss Su for a whole day since the coronation ceremony. He really missed her, so he took his leave and bought some gifts for the Queen Mother on the street to calm down.

With his current status, he naturally no longer needs to be timid and hide himself as before... He can now walk openly on the streets, travel around the capital, and experience the local customs and culture.

Some passers-by looked at him, also looking at the sword on his waist and his face, with slightly surprised eyes. They were probably wondering why such a handsome young man could wield a sword, and whether he was an embroidered pillow... However, not many people could recognize his identity. They probably didn't expect that the famous Wei Ming Hou would be wandering on the street like an ordinary person.

The Rong people are still blocking the pass in Jin, and the Huanzhen Pavilion is lurking in the capital to cause trouble. It is a situation of internal and external troubles, but the capital is still prosperous and bustling.

Zhao Wumian crossed the street, silently practicing the sword skills in the busy market and continued to practice martial arts.

This martial art was indeed very good in terms of perception as Mu Lier said. With his five senses that were in harmony with nature, he could usually only sense the movements within a three-meter radius, but that was only a rough sense. Now that he had learned this sword, he could still only sense within three meters. However, he could sense details such as the wind direction within three meters, the sound of conversation, and even the slight vibration of the floor tiles when walking.

The precision of his perception has been raised, perhaps he has practiced it to a very high level, and he can sense what kind of clothes the people around him are wearing and what kind of hidden weapons they are carrying without any contact.

Zhao Wumian was not quite sure, as he had not yet practiced to that level. However, at this moment, he heard that people in the market were talking about the fact that the sword master's plaque had been stripped away. There were also some rumors that Wei Ming Hou was the emperor's lover.

Zhao Wumian showed some approval. This matter was not a big deal, but it was definitely not a small one. Luo Chaoyan issued the order directly without consulting him. It was obvious that he wanted to train himself to prevent himself from being overly dependent on him... This was a good thing.

And it felt great, after all, it was standing up for him, although in fact the person Yangshedong wanted to kill was Guan Yunshu, who had nothing to do with him.

However, what people in the street talked about more was whether the Sword Master would go to the capital to kill Zhao Wumian if he held a grudge. If so, Zhao Wumian would definitely not be able to withstand more than a few moves, after all, he had not yet communicated with the Bridge of Heaven and Earth.

Hearing this, Zhao Wumian fell into silence. Yangshedong was different from Ye Wancang. He was the direct disciple of Daokui, and his status in Qingliantian was the same as Guan Yunshu in Xiaoxitian.

A true disciple was killed by him. According to the rules of the martial arts world, it is impossible for the Sword Master to turn a blind eye... The two of them must fight.

It is really possible that Dao Kui, in order to avenge his enemies, would disregard the power of the imperial court and go to the capital to kill him.

After all, among the martial arts masters Zhao Wumian knows, none of them are cowards. They are all tough guys who will fight when necessary.

The headquarters of Qingliantian is in Shu, and this copy is indeed a bit difficult to clear at the moment, unless Zhao Wumian does not abide by martial ethics and uses his status to order the King of Shu to send troops to suppress it, but that is not realistic. The Sword Master is not without legs, and it will be difficult to catch him if he runs away as soon as he sees you sending out troops. Wudamu is a precedent.

If reality were a game, Zhao Wumian would probably be able to see that Shu had become a red name on the map, with a clear sign saying "High-difficulty dungeon, please come back after leveling up."

The exact location of Huanzhen Pavilion is unknown. Although the master of Huanzhen Pavilion is famous for his martial arts called Wushan Sword, this name does not mean that the headquarters is in Wushan, otherwise the court would have sent troops to suppress it long ago... This sect is hidden deeply, and if we want to wipe it out, we have to rely on Miss Shen to continue to infiltrate the interior to gather information.

This means that he has to continue pretending to be a sweet and affectionate couple with Miss Shen and start with Qi He.

There is also Wugong Mountain, where Gui Shou was killed by him, and this feud is obviously a never-ending one.

Alas... Zhao Wumian sighed lightly. The forces of his enemies both in the open and in secret were considerable, but his strength had indeed reached a bottleneck. Although his combat power could be improved through martial arts training, without the bridge of heaven and earth, there would always be a qualitative difference between him and these masters.

However, deep down in his heart, he was more excited and ready to fight. Guan Yunshu knew about training, so how could he not know it... Ever since he came to the capital and became a marquis, it seemed that he would have no enemies at all.

After all, not everyone dares to provoke the imperial court...but those who have the courage to provoke them are all powerful and courageous lawless criminals, and none of them should be underestimated.

Get out of here, you small fry. Only those with a name and a reputation are worthy enough to fight me... That's roughly what I mean.

As he was walking and thinking, someone called him.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao! Why are you here?"

"What Brother Zhao? Now you should call me Marquis."

"Would you like to come up and drink some wine with me?"

When he looked at the direction of the sound, he saw someone waving at him on the third floor of the pavilion next to him... A young man in a white robe, it was the Yuankui Pei Yuzhong who had not been seen for a long time. But this pavilion was actually a brothel. The second, fourth and fifth floors were all filled with gorgeous prostitutes leaning over and waving at him. It looked weird no matter how you looked at it, to see a grown man like you mixed in among them.

Next to Pei Yuzhong, there were two young men who were looking around. One of them was an old acquaintance, Tian Wenjing, but the other one was unfamiliar to Zhao Wumian, who did not recognize him.

When the two men saw Zhao Wumian, they were delighted and waved their hands continuously. The three of them had dealt with each other in Taiyuan before, and now they could barely be considered as "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".

Are these two funny guys always refreshed in the brothel? Speaking of Pei Yuzhong, as the eldest son of the Pei family, you visit the brothel every day. Aren't you afraid that your master will beat you? He shouldn't be afraid. I don't know if Mu Lier will be angry and beat him if he visits the brothel.

He didn't know whether Mu Lier would beat him, but if Miss Su knew that he visited a brothel, she would definitely be sad, so Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly and rejected their invitation.

Who would have thought that upon seeing this, the two young masters simply turned over and jumped down from the brothel. The strange young master hesitated for a moment before jumping down. Judging from his posture, it was clear that he had practiced martial arts.

Tian Wenjing said cheerfully, "I originally wanted to take Brother Zhao to the capital's largest brothel, Zeng Lengyue, to broaden his horizons. The girls there are so expensive that you can't even touch them, but their looks, temperament and figures are all top-notch... But Brother Zhao, are you worried about His Majesty? Then we can just find a shop and have a drink."

Zhao Wumian didn't want to go, he wanted to find his Miss Su, but it wouldn't hurt to have a drink with these two funny guys, he couldn't let them do something that would please him.

After all, Zhao Wumian is not a playboy who starts to put on airs and look down on others just because he has status and position.

After the four of them found a private room in the restaurant, Pei Yuzhong began to introduce them enthusiastically, pointing at the strange young man, "Brother Zhao, this is the eldest son of the Shen family and the top scholar, Shen Cekai."

Shen Cekai bowed slightly towards Zhao Wumian, "Wei Ming Hou, I have heard about it a long time ago."

The Shen family of the capital, the Pei family of Yanyun, and the Tian family of Xiliang, it’s amazing that the three of you can get together... But you are all top officials and nobles, and your circle is so small, so it’s normal.

"What is your relationship with Shen Xiangge?" Zhao Wumian asked curiously.

"She is my elder sister. I wonder what the relationship between her and the Marquis is?" Shen Cekai was a little confused and didn't understand why Zhao Wumian asked this.

Zhao Wumian wanted to say they were just ordinary friends, but then he thought that the two of them were just playing around. It seemed inappropriate to deny it directly, but it also seemed inappropriate to say they were lovers directly, so he chose a compromise.

"She's pursuing me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became silent. The three people looked stunned and looked at Zhao Wumian in disbelief.

Zhao Wumian thought for a moment and added, "It's good that you guys know about this, don't spread it around, otherwise it will be bad for Miss Shen's reputation."

The people in the Shen residence knew about this matter, which would help to confuse Qi He and other disciples of Canghua Tower. It would be inappropriate if any rumors were to spread.

"Your sister wants to compete with the emperor for a man?" Pei Yuzhong's tone was a little confused.

Tian Wenjing was even more astonished. "Let's not talk about the relationship between Brother Zhao and the emperor. He has only been in Beijing for a few days and he has already captured the heart of Miss Shen... Incredible."

Shen Cekai's eyes lit up, and he slapped the table and said excitedly: "She is finally going to find a man? Thank God, the Marquis should marry her quickly. You don't know what kind of suffering I have endured at home. Every time she is unhappy, she asks me to copy books. In just one month, I copied countless tens of thousands of words, especially the days when the Marquis went to the palace alone and the two days when he ascended the throne..."

Shen Ce started to talk non-stop.

"Stop, stop, stop." Zhao Wumian thought to himself that there was a reason why you could hang out with these two people. "Anyway, as Brother Pei said, this is about His Majesty, so it's better not to spread it... You three got together just to drink and have fun. If there's nothing else, I'll leave."

"Wait a minute." Pei Yuzhong coughed lightly, took out a wanted order from his pocket and placed it on the table. "The three of us came to Beijing and had nothing to do, but it's been peaceful recently and there's nothing to do, so we took a job from the Detective Department and prepared to gain some experience... I wonder if Brother Zhao has seen this person?"

Zhao Wumian took the wanted order and looked at it. "Chou Manjiang, real name unknown, is a vicious bandit active in the Yangtze River area. Because he practices martial arts related to bloody evil spirits, he often massacres villages. Five years ago, he massacred Liuquan Village, Jiao Village and Baiqi Town around Suzhou. The Yangtze River was stained with blood, and the land was full of worried people. So he was nicknamed 'Chou Manjiang' and disappeared. According to spies, he appeared in Suzhou two months ago and seemed to be colluding with Huanzhen Pavilion..."

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, "This wanted order is old news. You suddenly dug it up. What clues did you find?"

Tian Wenjing waved his fan and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao forced Ning Zhongxia to retreat with one sword, and it is already known to everyone in Beijing... If this evil bandit named Chou Manjiang is really related to Huanzhen Pavilion, it is very likely that he is in the capital, so we thought of checking it out while we were there."

"There are no clues, but it's hard to investigate."

"It's not that we don't have clues. Didn't someone die recently? It was determined that he died from the 'Wushan Rain'. We all suspected it was Ning Zhongxia, but the three of us went to examine the body today. In fact, there were still some traces of blood evil penetrating the body. It was probably this 'Chou Manjiang' who killed him. If he really joined the Huanzhen Pavilion, he must have learned the Wushan Sword, so there would be a little Wushan Rain." Shen Ce started talking about business and spoke with reason.

Pei Yuzhong nodded slightly, "We have contacted Chief Constable Su, and he agrees with our guess."

"If he is really Chou Manjiang, why is he killing people now? Is he seeking revenge?" Zhao Wumian frowned slightly.

"His martial arts is called Heavenly Demon Body Skill, one of the top magic skills. The way to practice it is to kill, kill, kill. If he doesn't kill for a day, he will feel itchy and it has already affected his mind." Pei Yuzhong obviously did a special investigation, and explained: "The man he killed was an outsider with a clean identity. He must have visited the place beforehand."

Tian Wenjing nodded, "But since this guy knows a little bit about Wushan Rain, he's obviously quite powerful. If we really run into him, the three of us are a little unsure... So if we really find out something, we can send someone to deliver a message. Brother Zhao, can you come over and help us?"

"If I go there, what's the point of your training?" Zhao Wumian laughed dumbly, "But I also want to find Ning Zhongxia, so our goals have coincided."

The three of them smiled and raised their wine bowls, "Happy cooperation."

Zhao Wumian also raised his wine bowl and clinked it with the three funny guys.

After finishing the business and drinking another bowl of wine, Zhao Wumian prepared to leave. Before leaving, he remembered something and looked at Shen Cekai, "What kind of rouge and powder does your aunt like? I plan to pay a visit tomorrow, and I can't not bring a gift."

Shen Cekai was slightly stunned, and answered subconsciously: "The Rouge in Qian Su Zhai, by coincidence, is the building that the Marquis destroyed when he was chasing Ye Wancang."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, thanked him and left.

The three of them looked at each other in the wine shop, and then Tian Wenjing couldn't help but gasp, "Brother Zhao, are you, um, planning to... have a nephew and aunt..."

Shen Ce glared at Tian Wenjing, "Aunt is already married, and is the current empress dowager, how could she do such a shameless thing?"

Pei Yuzhong was drinking happily, he didn't care what kind of woman Zhao Wumian had an affair with...it had nothing to do with him anyway, it wasn't like he was hooking up with his aunt, so he just watched for fun.

At this moment, at the Su family mansion.

Su Qingqi has been staying in the Su Mansion for the entire day and has not left. It's not that she doesn't want to leave, but she was locked up at home by her mother.

Madam Su, Shang Linjing, saw at a glance that Su Qingqi's crush was Zhao Wumian, so she said, "Don't go out. Let mother see why Zhao Wumian came to look for you."

"Why?"

"Silly girl, it's normal for sparks to fly in times of trouble, but it may not be the same after you become rich and powerful." Madam Su obviously valued Su Qingqi to the utmost, and spoke earnestly.

"He is not that kind of person." Su Qingqi looked dissatisfied.

"We have to try to find out whether it is true or not. Your brother cannot make the decision on your lifelong affairs, so mother has to worry more about it." Madam Su sighed softly.

"Have you ever thought about giving him a try? As far as I know, the emperor today cannot be uninterested in him. If he really is interested in him, would he allow him to sleep with you? The worst outcome is that you give in. The better outcome is that Zhao Wumian argues with reason... But is he really willing to risk offending the emperor to be with you?"

Madam Su's thinking was not unreasonable. The people in the capital were all talking about the affair between Luo Chaoyan and Zhao Wumian. Most people just turned a blind eye to it and watched for fun. But Madam Su was different... Her daughter followed Zhao Wumian, so she naturally had to consider what Su Qingqi should do if Zhao Wumian and Luo Chaoyan really had an affair.

It's impossible for Su Qingqi to fight with Luo Chaoyan in public to snatch a man, right? According to the practice of the aristocratic family... Su Qingqi should give in to avoid offending the emperor.

Su Qingqi was puzzled and shook her head again, "Why do we need to test him? I treat him sincerely and honestly. If I doubt him and test him, then I am the one who is not worthy of him... No matter what the result of the test is, as long as I have the idea of ​​testing him, then I am wrong. Of course, if he wants to test me, then I will be angry."

Madam Su was slightly startled, and looked Su Qingqi up and down, with some approval in her eyes, and then she asked helplessly: "What if the emperor is interested in him? Are you trying to snatch the man from the emperor?"

Su Qingqi narrowed her eyes and turned away, "Go ahead and grab it, I won't let go anyway."

This childish behavior really made Madam Su laugh. She smiled helplessly, "You think so, but you don't know what Zhao Wumian thinks. Throughout history, how many people have abandoned their wives for fame and fortune? Countless." "He definitely won't."

"Okay, okay, he won't." Madam Su was helpless with Su Qingqi, so she nodded helplessly, "Then you can go look for him tomorrow. Can't you just bear with it for a day and a night? How long has it been since you escorted the emperor? Mother can't stay in the capital for a few days and has to go back to Jiangnan to accompany your father."

Su Zongru's tombstone stands in his hometown in Jiangnan.

Su Qingqi's momentum immediately dropped, and she nodded hesitantly, thinking that Zhao Wumian had just arrived in Beijing and probably had a lot of things to do. She couldn't stick to him like a dog-skin plaster all the time, otherwise he would probably get annoyed.

Su Qingqi stayed in the Su Mansion. After nightfall, her best friend, Xiao Yao, the princess consort of Prince Shu, came to see her and brought her something.

"What is this?" Su Qingqi looked at the package Xiaoyao handed over with a confused look on her face.

The wrapping material is silk, which feels soft inside. Judging from the pattern, it contains clothes.

Xiaoyao said with a smile: "When you came to Beijing, didn't you ask me how to please your crush? Don't worry, as long as you put on this dress, I guarantee that your crush will be unable to stop wanting you."

"Ah?" Su Qingqi recalled and finally remembered that this happened.

At that time, she had just started practicing dual cultivation with Zhao Wumian, and she had always felt that Zhao Wumian didn’t like her, which was why she was unhappy... But now, she knew Zhao Wumian’s feelings, so she wouldn’t let that foolish thought gossip anymore.

She even bought two wooden hairpins made by Zhao Wumian himself.

She shook her head slightly, "Forget it, true love has come, why do we need this kind of external thing?"

Xiaoyao blinked and smiled again, "It will make him like you more, but you don't want it?"

Su Qingqi was stunned, and was somewhat tempted, "Is it really so magical?"

Xiao Yao did not answer, but nodded seriously, "This dress is called 'Double Plums and Remaining Snow' and 'Clearing the Clouds and Revealing the Sun'. Wear yours, or shall I teach you?"

"No, no, no." Su Qingqi's intuition told her that this clothing must be related to the affairs of the boudoir. How could she lower herself to discuss this matter with Xiaoyao?

Xiao Yao had no choice but to chat with Su Qingqi about other trivial matters, have dinner, and then give Su Qingqi a cheering gesture and leave.

After Xiaoyao left, Su Qingqi returned to her room alone. Then she spread out the package and took out the neatly folded clothes.

At first glance, it looks no different from ordinary clothes, consisting of a bellyband and thin pants.

The bellyband is snow-white, with excellent workmanship, and the fabric feels very comfortable... Su Qingqi spread it out completely, and her almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened.

Two vivid plum blossoms were embroidered on the snow-white bellyband. The branches spread inward from both sides and then intersected in the center. The two protruding branches were supposed to embellish the plum blossoms, but... but... there was no fabric?
A bellyband with two holes...what does it mean?
Su Qingqi blushed immediately and spread out the folded thin pants. As expected, there was no fabric at all where it should be covered.

“Who would wear this?”

Su Qingqi immediately threw her bellyband and thin pants on the bed, feeling so embarrassed that she almost couldn't face herself.

If Zhao Wumian saw her wearing this, she would not dare to see him for several months.

Su Qingqi took a while to calm down and was about to throw away the two shameless pieces of clothing, but when she thought that it was a kind gesture from her best friend, it would not be appropriate to throw them away, so she folded them, put them in a package and stored them in a corner of the closet.

After washing up, Su Qingqi went to bed to rest, but she couldn't fall asleep for a while.

She missed Zhao Wumian.

However, she was not completely clueless in the Su Mansion. She had heard about Ning Zhongxia's situation, and she knew that Zhao Wumian was probably busy with this matter at the moment and would definitely not come to find her for a while. She estimated that he would just send a palace maid to ask about her situation.

He stayed at Fumo Palace last night, and he will probably stay at the Palace tonight too, right? I'll go find him tomorrow morning.

Su Qingqi thought about it and sighed softly... No matter how firm her attitude was in front of Madam Su, deep down in her heart she naturally wanted Zhao Wumian to come and find him on his own initiative.

She secretly hoped in her heart, would Zhao Wumian come to see her? Did he miss her?

Thinking of this, I immediately stopped feeling sleepy.

She got up from the couch, poured herself a glass of water, then went to the dressing table to tidy up her hair. Then she sat at the table holding the glass of water, looking at the closed doors and windows with anticipation in her eyes, waiting for the servant to come and call her, saying that Marquis Weiming was looking for her. In this way, she would go to see him clean and beautiful.

Oh no.

She messed up her hair again... It would be better not to let him think that she had been waiting for him, otherwise he would probably feel guilty in his heart... Just pretend that she had just woken up.

She waited and waited, not wanting to sleep, and waited from the first half of the night until the second half.

From sitting at the table to lying on the bed, kicking his feet restlessly at the end of the bed, he went to the dressing table to look at the condition of his skin, and then picked up the sword to practice sword skills silently in the room.

She had been looking for things to do for herself, secretly hoping that Zhao Wumian would come.

But the courtyard was quiet, with only the faint sound of a bird occasionally flying by.

Seeing that it was almost dawn in two hours, Su Qingqi quietly lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling, speechless for a moment. After a moment, she sighed and turned over.

"He must have moved into the Fumo Palace again to talk to His Majesty... How could he have the time to look for me?"

Bang bang bang————

Soon after the words fell, there was a knock on the window, and a voice that made Su Qingqi's soul linger, "Miss Su, are you asleep?"

Su Qingqi suddenly jumped up from the bed, looking surprised and happy. She was about to go over, but then she remembered something. She raised her hand to mess up her hair, pretended to be sleepy, then got up and opened the window.

As expected, Zhao Wumian was standing outside the window. Seeing Su Qingqi like this, he asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"It's time to get up and practice martial arts..." Su Qingqi put her hands behind her back and tapped her toes twice on the ground. She was happy in her heart, but she hesitated on the surface. She didn't really want to lie to Zhao Wumian, so she changed the subject, "The servant didn't stop you."

"Everyone knows about your relationship with me, who dares to stop me?" Zhao Wumian supported himself on the window sill with one hand, turned over and went into the house, then closed the window, looked around, and said, "Is this Miss Su's boudoir? It smells so good."

Su Qingqi was actually a little angry in her heart. She turned her eyes away, thinking that I was arguing with my mother at home, and you were having fun with some little girl outside. But her voice was still soft, and she asked in a low voice: "It's so late, why are you here looking for me when you are not living in the palace?"

"Of course I miss you." Zhao Wumian smiled slightly and took out a brocade box from his arms, "Look, what is this?"

Su Qingqi was slightly stunned, then she took the brocade box and opened it. Inside was a white pastry with a hint of emerald green. She was a little surprised, "Emerald Jadeite Cake?"

Zhao Wumian sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of water. He nodded and said with a smile:
"When we first met, I knew you liked this. When you gave it to me to fill my stomach, you looked extremely distressed. I always wanted to buy it for you when I came to the capital before, but I never had the chance. Now that I have some free time, I asked around in several streets before I found the seller, but he was closed.

Hey? I've come so far, I can't go back empty-handed, right? So I went into the backyard and spent some money to ask the boss lady to make a fresh one...Try it, the boss lady just made it. I also tried a piece on the way here, it's not to my taste, too sweet, but it's OK if you like it."

Zhao Wumian said a lot, and Su Qingqi stayed where she was, looking at the cake in her hand, silent for a moment, then picked up a piece and put it between her lips, chewed it, and then said: "There are many shops selling jadeite exquisite cakes in Beijing."

Zhao Wumian was stunned for a moment, looking a little surprised, "Did I buy the wrong one? This isn't the flavor you like?"

Su Qingqi nodded, "I bought the wrong one."

After that, Su Qingqi couldn't help but smile again, her eyes softened, "I'll go with you next time."

Zhao Wumian also laughed, "So, compared to the one you usually buy from, does this taste bad or good?"

Su Qingqi suddenly broke the jadeite exquisite cake into pieces and placed it on her bulging collar. Then she straightened her waist and glanced at Zhao Wumian sideways, "Is it delicious...would you like to try it?"

Zhao Wumian's breath was choked. Su Qingqi was thin-skinned. She would never use such actions and such a tone to say such words.
When they were practicing dual cultivation, she would usually just close her eyes and endure it silently, not even daring to look at Zhao Wumian.

But now...

That's what makes it so exciting.

He stood up silently and put his arms around Su Qingqi's slender waist.

Su Qingqi looked up at him.

Just as Zhao Wumian was about to bow his head, Su Qingqi put her hands on Zhao Wumian's chest and said, "Sir, wait a minute... Let me change my clothes."

"Ok?"

He opened the wardrobe and took out the package, rummaging around.

Zhao Wumian's eyes gradually widened, and then a surge of blood rushed up his spine, and he became restless.

Su Qingqi sprinkled the broken jadeite cakes down, then straightened her back, her eyes slightly charming, and asked, "Young Master, did you fight with Ning Zhongxia? Did you get hurt?"

Zhao Wumian hugged Su Qingqi, and some powder of the Jade Linglong Cake was squeezed out and fell down like snowflakes.

His voice was dry, and he said, "Injured, indeed injured. I feel that Ning Zhongxia is as strong as a martial arts master. He wields the Wushan sword with great vigor, and it contains a great deal of internal energy. Even though I didn't suffer any external injuries, my internal organs have been damaged. Even the best doctor in the capital can't cure me in a short time."

Su Qingqi couldn't help but chuckle, tapped Zhao Wumian's shoulder with her fingertips, and bit her lower lip, "Then, then shall we...heal?"

"Well... healing..."

"My mother is sleeping next door, don't make too much noise."

"I know."

……

"What does "Shuangmei Canxue" mean?"

"Shuangmei, you know... Canxue..."

"Oh no?"

"Let's try it."

"I, I can't... You, you hold it yourself."

As soon as the words were spoken, the room fell silent again.
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