The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

"Sure enough, this trip to the martial arts world was not in vain." The sigh sounded again.

However, the discussions outside did not affect Luo Qingzhi and the others.

Ke Shu had followed his young master and had experienced so much along the way that he could not help but wonder, "All along the way, it was either fighting or all kinds of gossip. It was lively, but also scary. Why is it that according to rumors, so many people yearn for the martial arts world?"

Looking at Keshu's ignorant, puzzled and curious eyes, Mingyu cleared his throat and began to explain: "Then you are wrong.

"The Jianghu is full of heroic men and women, unbridled and high-spirited; or strong and chivalrous, yet tender and affectionate, like a dream."

After saying this, Ming Yu's eyes rolled around and he chuckled, "Now that you put it that way, isn't it very desirable, little Shushu?"

Fortunately, during this period of time, I was always on the road and too bored. Ke Shu followed the master to learn an idiom every day. Now, what she learned just came in handy. She couldn't help but open her eyes wide, "Really? Is it that good?"

"of course!"

"Come on, come on, let me tell you some interesting things in the world." Mingyu looked at Keshu's eyes full of excitement and waved his hand in a heroic manner.

Sure enough, Keshu immediately stretched his neck and walked forward obediently with his hands in his pockets.

"It is said that there is a swordsman in green in the martial arts world, she......"

The person behind was describing the story vividly, and the other person was listening attentively...

Luo Qingzhi raised her eyebrows and took a quick look at Yan Yunqi. Seeing that his face was still slightly pale, her thin red lips moved, "I have to continue to make up for it."

Hearing the concerned voice, Yan Yunqi pursed his lips.

Then I recalled the early morning.

The woman calmly ordered her subordinates to take this and that; but in fact, her eyes were very serious. She looked around at the things her subordinates brought, frowning and nodding from time to time.

What are you looking at?

When I got closer, I saw that they were all top-quality supplements.

Yan Yunqi looked surprised, what is this?

Luo Qingzhi waved her hand to let them leave, and smiled, "These are just some small things, luckily they are useful to you."

At that moment, she turned her back to the sun, and the morning light shone on her figure, further highlighting her tall figure. She stood with her hands behind her back, as proud as a pine or cypress.

Yan Yunqi's gaze froze instantly, as if he was sucked into a painting, which was amazing.

Somehow, at that moment, my mind went blank.

What's up with him?

In shock, the words "no" almost came out of his mouth, but when he met her worried eyes, he swallowed the refusal in his throat and sighed, "Okay."

The sounds of talking and laughing spread towards the courtyard.

At the corner of the corridor, Yan Yu's slender hands tapped the folding fan in her hand lightly, and she looked at the group of people talking in front of her with a wicked smile, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly, "Well, you get along quite well. I didn't expect Ming Shang to have such a soft side."

He sneered: "Maybe... the opportunity has come."

After saying that, he went towards a hidden path.

It's approaching noon.

In the main courtyard of the Lin Mansion, a middle-aged woman wearing a dark robe and slightly plump was sitting on the main seat. She spoke in a deep voice, "The martial arts competition is about to begin. Zhifan, you should send someone to notify the distinguished guests."

Lin Ai looked at the innocent and handsome man below, and his words were full of love.

Of course, Lin Ai gave all her "motherly love" to her only legitimate son, the child who was also her favorite.

The man named Zhifan was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, a light green dress, and a sweet smile. He seemed very well-behaved and cute, and made people feel particularly soft-hearted.

"Zhixian, go check what else needs to be prepared for the competition, so as not to neglect the distinguished guests." After Lin Ai finished speaking to Lin Zhifan, he turned to the unusually quiet young woman sitting on the other side, looking down and not saying anything.

Her tone was neither cold nor indifferent, as if the woman in front of her was not her daughter, and there was no trace of tenderness at all.

Lin Zhixian was stunned for a moment, then raised her head. She was originally taciturn, but suddenly she was ecstatic, as if she was happy that her mother valued her so much. "Okay, mother."

"Ah."

"You go ahead!"

"Yes, mother." Facing Lin Ai's gentle face, Lin Zhifan nodded obediently, then walked out gently.

When Lin Zhixian stood up, she was so excited that she used too much force, causing the chair to creak. The sound was loud and harsh. Her face turned red immediately, and she whispered, "My daughter has gone to do something," and then left awkwardly with her guards.

Lin Ai's expression did not change at all because of this action.

I just feel that, as the eldest daughter, she is honest and simple, taciturn and uncommunicative, and is not worthy of being reused.

Zhifan is smart and obedient, but unfortunately he is a man, otherwise...

As for the other daughters, it’s better not to mention them.

Alas! Anyway, it's too early to say this now.

But she didn't know it.

Lin Zhixian returned to his courtyard with his guards. He changed his honest and silent appearance in front of others and looked very gloomy. "Mother really only cares about Lin Zhifan. Even for such important matters as meeting those big shots, she let a man come forward. It's not like there are no women in the Lin Mansion. What does this mean..."

This shows that the mother doesn't take her daughters seriously at all.

“Hehe…” She was so angry that she clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth, “How enviable!”

Is it because he is the legitimate son that the mother doesn't care even if he is a boy?

They don't even care about their daughters.

Humph! This is really ridiculous.

From childhood to adulthood, her mother had never looked at these concubines' daughters straight in the eye, as if they were just tools. When they were needed, she would remember to say hello to them; when not needed, they were worse than strangers.

Not to mention her other sons.

In that case, then, it's no wonder that she fought for it herself.

Lin Zhixian's eyes deepened, and were filled with coldness and sharpness.

"Wu Yun, send someone to monitor Lin Zhifan at all times. If there is any abnormal movement, inform me immediately." Lin Zhixian said to the guards beside him in a cold voice.

"Yes, Miss, you should have made some plans a long time ago."

Wu Yun has followed Lin Zhixian for so many years, so he naturally knows their situation, and his tone is particularly heavy at this time.

"Well, let's go."

"Yes."

Lin Zhifan went out and hurried to the guest house with a group of guards, and then asked them to take two people each to invite the distinguished guests who had come today.

He took the rest of the people and randomly chose a small courtyard to go to.

The sun was shining brightly at noon. There were many servants in the Lin Mansion, but they all performed their duties in an orderly manner and were busy silently.

It is obvious to see the owner's prestige and strictness in household management.

Walking under the green shade, with the shadows of the trees dancing, mottled spots of light danced on Lin Zhifan's clothes. The sun sprinkled playfully on his face, echoing his sweet smile, making him look like an overly beautiful elf.

Passing by a rockery and stone bridge, he suddenly stopped.

"The scenery here is really nice. I happened to meet Mr. Lin. It's really fate!" As the breeze blew, a woman in red walked out from the bushes, holding a fan in her hand and her hair tied with gauze.