The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

The head of the Jin family held his forehead in embarrassment. Just as he was about to say something, Mrs. Jin stepped on him privately.

It's like being exposed but still having to continue acting.

Tang Yixian lowered his eyes.

It is really not easy for Jin Xiaoxiao to be so calm in such a family atmosphere.

Before he could say anything, Mrs. Jin hurriedly ordered someone to take Tang Yixin to Jin Xiaoxiao's yard.

The sad look in Mrs. Jin's eyes disappeared without a trace as Tang Yixien left, and turned into the expectation and melancholy of an old mother.

His son keeps everything in his heart and says nothing.

It makes people worry about him.

Tang Yixien was worried about Jin Xiaoxiao and followed the housekeeper in the yard.

He always felt that even if Mrs. Jin had some conspiracy, Jin Xiaoxiao would not do that.

The young butler also had a "sad" expression on his face the whole way, probably because he was thinking about the sad things in his life. He led the man to the door of the eldest son's inner room, bowed and left as if he had been pardoned.

After knocking on the door lightly, Tang Yixin seemed to hear Jin Xiaoxiao's voice coming from the room.

He pushed the door open and walked in. The scent of ambergris filled the air, permeating the expensive furnishings in the room.

This smell reminded Tang Yixin that this was not an illusion, but Jin Xiaoxiao's real inner room.

Turning the screen, I saw a familiar figure lying on the bed, looking a little haggard, and trying to get up but seemed too weak.

Is he really sick?

Tang Yixien's expression was concerned and a little inquiring.

"Master..."

Jin Xiaoxiao was delighted to see that Tang Yixien had really come, but her expression was as complicated as a palette.

How could Master not notice that there is something wrong here?

He looked a little depressed and tried to sit up.

Tang Yixien hurried over and helped Jin Xiaoxiao sit down on the edge of the bed.

This kind of weakness is definitely not as simple as being sick.

With Jin Xiaoxiao's level of cultivation, she wouldn't be so ill.

Especially since it was fine a few days ago.

Was he injured?

In Yuanzhi Continent, who else could hurt Jin Xiaoxiao so badly?

Jin Xiaoxiao looked so weak that he was about to faint at any moment. Tang Yixien reached out and touched his forehead, and the temperature was normal.

"Disciple is fine, just take a rest." Jin Xiaoxiao looked straight at Tang Yixien with fixed eyes.

"Teacher, it looks like you've been poisoned? Have you found out who did it? Why don't you take medicine?" Tang Yixien's expression slightly became serious. Apart from being poisoned, Tang Yixien couldn't think of anything else.

Who on earth dares to poison his disciple like this?

Didn’t the Jin family investigate?

"It's my mother." Jin Xiaoxiao said directly.

Tang Yixien was stunned.

"My mother was careless." Jin Xiaoxiao said helplessly.

He almost choked on his breath. It turned out to be Mrs. Jin. Tang Yixin felt that this was very reasonable.

"Mrs. Jin probably has this hobby." Tang Yixien couldn't help but say.

Each of them had been poisoned by Mrs. Jin.

This time, he even spared no effort on his own son.

"It doesn't matter if my disciple is poisoned. At least my master has come to see me." Jin Xiaoxiao's handsome face showed a soft sense of brokenness. He smiled faintly, and a few strands of hair fell down.

The young man's beauty brings out a sense of pity.

When Tang Yixin was studying before, he didn’t understand why girls were attracted to those lonely handsome scholars.

Now he seemed to understand, it was really hard to resist.

Tang Yixian couldn't help but say:

"What are you talking about? I can come to visit you at home on weekdays."

Jin Xiaoxiao felt sweet in her heart, but her face was calm as water.

Tang Yixin's beautiful eyes showed a sense of relief. He took out a familiar small jar from his spiritual storage bag, poured out the universal antidote for choking, and handed it to Jin Xiaoxiao.

Jin Xiaoxiao had no choice but to swallow the pill with all her might.

Now that the Master is here, he can’t possibly not even have the strength to get out of bed, right?

This is really outrageous, mainly because there is nothing we can do.

So, Mrs. Jin was still naive and never thought about this.

Yao Lao's medicine is a simple and accurate method, but it is really effective. Once it enters the stomach, Mrs. Jin's tonic and softening powder is no longer effective.

Within a short while, Jin Xiaoxiao clearly felt his strength returning, and he was now able to sit up on his own.

"Mrs. Jin said that you are suffering from lovesickness." Tang Yixien said with a hint of sarcasm.

Their eyes met, and Tang Yixien regretted mentioning the word "lovesickness".

"I do miss you, Master, doesn't you know?" Jin Xiaoxiao's expression was bright.

Tang Yixien's eyes felt as if they were burning, and he looked away.

There was an incense burner on the table, emitting wisps of white smoke.

The two of them didn't know what was going on, they just sat there facing each other with their eyes downcast.

Tang Yixin thought, maybe it’s because the two of them haven’t been alone together for a long time.

Such a scene inevitably reminded Tang Yixien of the last time he took the initiative to kiss her in the illusion of the Demon Realm.

But now it is real.

My mind is a little confused.

At this moment, a maid hurried in from outside the door, holding a bowl of soup in her hand.

The maid bent her knees slightly and saluted politely.

"I've seen the Immortal Lord."

"Young Master, Madam said that this ginseng, deer antler and wild pheasant soup should be drunk while it's cold." He then looked at Jin Xiaoxiao and said.

Drink soup while it's cold?

Is this the latest health regimen?

Tang Yixien thought after hearing this.

As the maid spoke, she walked over with the soup. Just as she passed by Tang Yixin, she tripped over something and with a splash, the whole bowl of soup spilled right onto Tang Yixin's clothes.

"Master..."

Jin Xiaoxiao felt a little embarrassed and quickly used the silk scarf beside her to wipe Tang Yixien's face.

This scene seemed familiar. Last time, Tang Yixien's clothes were also wet.

The maids in the Jin family were all very smart. They looked panicked on the surface and quickly bowed their heads to admit their mistakes, but they could not hide the light in their eyes.

It was almost written on her face that she did it on purpose, luckily Tang Yixin didn't notice the maid.

In all this time, Jin Xiaoxiao had never seen this maid spill the soup.

Also, why is this soup cold?

It was obviously prepared to be thrown on people. Jin Xiaoxiao immediately guessed that this must be her mother's intentional act.

For what reason, it’s self-evident.

Jin Xiaoxiao's face felt a little hot.

Tang Yixien was wearing a moonlit white coat that smelled like chicken soup from the waistband to the hem.

The maid knelt on the ground beside her, bowing her head and admitting her mistake.

"It's okay." Tang Yixien said.

Jin Xiaoxiao had no intention of blaming the maid. He knew that the maid was just following orders.

Seeing this, the maidservant showed an expression of having fulfilled her mission and immediately retreated.

Tang Yixin just felt strange. Why did he always get wet every time he came?

Is it necessary to change this dress?

This was a really big bowl of soup. My clothes were soaked from inside to outside and stuck to my body.

Mainly because the chicken soup was too strong.

Jin Xiaoxiao had almost recovered, so she quickly got up from the bed and looked for a change of clothes for her master.