Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

The next day, the sky was clear and blue, without a single cloud.

Mu Yao arrived at Wei Wushang's residence early and saw the three large characters "Wangyueju" engraved on the plaque. The strokes were vigorous and powerful, and smooth and fluent.

This is Dad's handwriting!

Very capable!

Wei Wushang was still dressed in a white robe as white as snow today, with his three thousand black hair scattered freely on his shoulders. He looked haggard, revealing a kind of frail beauty.

"Wushang, did you not sleep well yesterday?" Mu Yao asked with concern.

"I played chess with my father all night long." Wei Wushang was full of admiration for his father-in-law. He seemed to have swallowed some magic pill and was incredibly energetic.

Last night, the two fought for twelve rounds in a row. They were exhausted and gave Li Changan half a piece, allowing him to win a game before they were willing to stop.

Mu Yao rubbed his broad chest lovingly, took out a bottle of Bamboo Dew Pills from her arms, poured out one and put it into his mouth.

"You still have Bamboo Dew Pills? Don't tell me you made them?" Wei Wushang was extremely surprised.

"This is all I have left." Mu Yao was reluctant to say more about its origin.

"What is your relationship with the Bloodthirsty Pavilion?" Wei Wushang asked suspiciously. He wanted to ask this question last time on the cliff. Zhulu Pills came from the Bloodthirsty Pavilion. Others may not know, but he knows it very well.

Failed!

Mu Yao's heart was beating like a drum. The corners of her mouth slightly lowered unnaturally, and she asked cautiously: "Do you have a grudge against the Bloodthirsty Pavilion?"

"Not really." Wei Wushang replied in a long tone.

Seeing his hesitation, Mu Yao was worried that he had a grudge against Ji Qi, so she concealed the truth and said casually, "On the day of my wedding with Brother Xu, someone gave me one. Later, I developed the Bamboo Dew Pill based on it."

She was not going to take the initiative to tell Wei Wushang the truth that the Southern Border Emperor was the nameless person of the Bloodthirsty Pavilion. Less trouble is worse than more, she had enough worries recently.

"Then can you help me make a bottle of Bamboo Dew Pills?" Wei Wushang asked, staring at Mu Yao with shining eyes. This medicine has a very good effect in refreshing the brain and relieving fatigue. Now he has swept away his fatigue and felt full of energy all over his body.

"Okay." Mu Yao said with a smile. With samples in hand, it is not difficult to develop generic drugs. Wei Wushang's words reminded her that it was time to find time to develop some new drugs.

Suddenly thinking of Xie Yu, he and his uncle and aunt left a day later than them, and estimated that they would arrive soon. Xuan'er said to Wei Wushang: "Wushang, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" Wei Wushang kneaded her slender waist, his heart filled with love.

"Aci's third brother is coming here to treat his facial injury. There are too many people in the Xu Mansion and it's not suitable for him to rest quietly. I want to let the third brother and his family stay here temporarily. Is that okay?" Mu Yao tilted her snow-white neck, her smile blooming like a red plum, bright and pure, gorgeous and charming.

Wei Wushang's eyebrows jumped, and he stopped rubbing Mu Yao's waist with his big hand. He thought for a few breaths and asked, "Will you come here every day?"

"Yes." Mu Yao said firmly.

"Okay, but you have to agree to one condition of mine." Wei Wushang's mood brightened a little, and the curve of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

"What are the conditions?" Mu Yao raised her head and hugged his neck.

"You can't marry him." Wei Wushang wanted to strangle any potential sprouts in the soil. Although he had never seen Xie Yu's early years, the title of Yunqi's first son was not in vain. Even if Yaoyao would not be tempted, she could not change Xie Yu's mind.

"What are you thinking about! He is A Ci's third brother. I would be crazy to marry him!" Mu Yao was frightened by Wei Wushang's words and her face turned three shades paler.

"That's good." He was very satisfied with Mu Yao's answer. Even if Luo Hua had the intention, he believed that the five people would definitely not remain indifferent.

After noon, Xie Yu's family's carriage arrived at Wangyueju.

Wei Wushang bought a few more people to serve them, which made Mu Yao feel very happy.

The moment Song Yiren saw Mu Yao, she hugged her tightly. Mu Yao was her lifeline and her goddess. Even if Mu Yao asked her to take out her heart blood on the spot, she would not hesitate.

Xie Yu's body is now completely different from before. In addition, Xie Gantang uses his inner strength to help him return to his former peak. His strength has greatly increased in the past few days, and his condition is getting better and better.

"Yaoyao." Xie Yu called Mu Yao softly, his eyes under the veil were like a deep pool, revealing many incomprehensible expressions.

"Third brother, you, uncle and aunt should take a rest and have some food first. I will go and prepare it and come to treat your face later.

It seemed as if Xie Yu was deliberately suppressing something deep in his heart, and ultimately he was unable to utter the words that were stuck in his throat.

The color of Shengji Pills is as clear as pearls, and the brilliance surrounding it can still be clearly seen in the sunlight.

After Xie Yu took it, everyone present, including Mu Yao, nervously watched the changes in his scars.

Without the veil covering it, Xie Yu's "ghost face" was once again exposed to everyone's eyes.

He dodged Mu Yao's gaze out of inferiority, fearing every glance from her.

It takes time for the muscle-growing pills to fuse with the bones, but what is surprising is that in just this short period of time, the scar on Xie Yu's face is slowly fading into skin color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xie Yu stared at himself in the mirror with red eyes in disbelief. With trembling right hand, he gently stroked the cheek that made him feel like he was falling into the abyss every day.

"Third brother, it will take three days to fuse the muscle-growing pills. I will develop a pill that is more suitable for you based on your recovery. I believe you will recover soon. More haste makes waste. Don't be anxious." Mu Yao instructed patiently, and a general idea of ​​​​refining the medicine was already in her mind.

"thanks, thanks!"

Xie Yu stood up, pulled Mu Yao into his arms, and hugged her tightly. His beautiful back was slightly bent. He rested his chin on Mu Yao's left shoulder and sobbed.

Mu Yao's body suddenly stiffened, and she patted his waist to show her understanding.