The carriage moved slowly and steadily forward, and the groans inside suddenly disappeared.

"Get off me!" The pain in her left shoulder made Han Cuiyin's face turn cold, and she pushed the person away directly. "How could you bite someone with such a dark face!"

Luo Jingqian spat the filth in his mouth onto a handkerchief and threw it into his storage bag. "Miss Han, please don't be offended. I wouldn't have resorted to this if the situation hadn't been urgent."

After straightening his clothes, he took out a small porcelain bottle. "This contains a wound medicine prepared by my sect. It's extremely effective. Would you like to apply it yourself, or should I?"

"I can do it myself." Han Cuiyin pulled her clothes down a little from her left shoulder. "Still looking!"

Luo Jingqian raised the corners of his mouth, coughed lightly twice, and then turned to stare at the side wall of the carriage.

"Your body was already weak to begin with, and you're the one who sucked this out of me! I can expel this foul air in a year or two at most. Your original illness wasn't cured, and now this foul air has entered your body. You're really asking for trouble! Let me tell you, don't even think about blaming me..."

Han Cuiyin applied the medicine while talking, trying to get out of this awkward situation.

She was the only one talking. When she looked up, Luo Jingqian was looking out the window, sunlight shining on his face.

"Why are you sunbathing again? Be careful you don't catch a cold again!" I couldn't help but remind you.

"I feel cold all over, and I feel better after being in the sun." Luo Jingqian was a little listless, his body was trembling, and his lips had turned a little blue.

After applying the medicine, Han Cuiyin felt no discomfort except for some pain in her wound.

"I'm sorry about earlier, but it's too slow and too painful for your body to get rid of these things. Anyway, I'm a sickly person, so it doesn't matter if I have a few more problems," Luo Jingqian said with his eyes lowered.

No one could fathom his thoughts.

Qingyuan was driving outside, listening to his junior brother acting weak and helpless in front of this girl, and he simply couldn't bear to listen anymore.

The Longevity Diagram is on my junior brother's body. If he really wants to save someone, he can just put that person into the diagram. Mo Changdao won't notice anything amiss.

Who can we blame for things turning out this way?

If other fellow disciples saw this, I wonder what they would think. Their fellow disciples would probably be heartbroken.

The junior brother wanted to gain the girl's sympathy, so what could his senior brother do but spoil him?

Maybe if the junior brother is happy, he'll allow him to leave that courtyard and not have to guard it anymore.

It's really boring to just stay there and cultivate every day.

Qingyuan slowed down, and the carriage moved at a snail's pace.

Han Cuiyin pursed her lips and remained silent, her mind a complete mess.

She fainted as soon as she left the Mo family home. When she woke up, she found that this person was sucking the venom from her left shoulder. She couldn't help but groan, which explains why Mo Changdao misunderstood.

If this person hadn't silenced her, she really would have said something.

She lived in the Realm of Immortality for a thousand years, and not a single male cultivator dared to treat her like this or make such intimate gestures.

Han Cuiyin felt her cheeks burning, but fortunately, she had applied charcoal powder to her face, so no one could tell that something was wrong.

"Miss Han, what happened to your neck? Why is it so red? Could it be that the dark energy has entered your meridians?" Luo Jingqian was startled and turned around to find that Han Cuiyin was different from usual.

The redness on her neck was abnormal, unlike her usual pinkish complexion.

"It's nothing, just a bit stuffy in the carriage. Let's go to the Luo family first, and I'll tell you some things when we get back. It's inconvenient to travel right now."

Han Cuiyin quickly made up an excuse to brush it off, and then took the opportunity to make up another excuse to stop Luo Jingqian from asking why she was shy. She was clearly shy, and he couldn't even tell.

"Qingyuan, haven't you eaten? Why are you getting slower and slower? Even a tortoise is faster than you." Luo Jingqian urged Qingyuan outside.

Qingyuan said irritably, "Fine, I'll speed it up now. Sit tight, sir, don't fall."

"Oh~" Han Cuiyin covered her forehead and bumped into Luo Jingqian's arms.

She overused her spiritual power at the Mo family's house and was injured, leaving her with very little strength.

At this moment, Luo Jingqian's arms were suspended in mid-air, unsure whether to support them or not.

But Qingyuan seemed to be going crazy at this moment, moving several times faster than before.

The two stood close together, and in the end, it was Luo Jingqian who protected Han Cuiyin.

"Sir, we've arrived. Please get out of the car!"

Qingyuan's voice rang out from outside, and Luo Jingqian could detect a hint of amusement in it.

This person definitely did it on purpose; it was only after this thought arose that the two separated.

After tidying up her clothes, she said, "Cuiyin, you should wait here for now. Don't go in, lest you offend your eyes."

Luo Jingqian deliberately said this, and then winked at Han Cuiyin, silently uttering the name "Mo Changdao".

Han Cuiyin realized what was happening and said, "Then come back quickly."

Qingyuan followed him inside. "So, sir, didn't I do a good job just now? Did I get along with that young lady—"

"Lead the way!" Luo Jingqian kicked his senior brother, unable to bear it any longer. He knew the man was doing it on purpose.

Of the four senior brothers who served as his bodyguards, Qingyuan had the lowest cultivation level.

Besides lacking talent, he's also too lazy.

If it weren't for his master's strong recommendation, he would never have wanted to bring Qingyuan to Da Yechao.

Qingyuan and Master Chifeng have a complicated relationship; they are from the same clan. If it weren't for his master's sake, Luo Jingqian would never want to cause himself any trouble.

Upon arriving at the Luo residence, the guards at the gate were only slightly taken aback when they saw him, and then glanced behind him. "My lord, please wait a moment, someone has already gone in to inform you."

"Oh ho, you two are really quite arrogant. The Marquis is surnamed Luo, but he's just a separate household, yet he's treated like this when he comes and goes from his own courtyard. When you see the Duke later, you'll have to have a good talk with him." Qingyuan's words silenced the two guards at the door.

The two men exchanged a helpless glance and could only step forward to explain, "It's not that we're deliberately making things difficult for you, it's just that the Second Madam has given us instructions. If we don't do as she says, we're afraid we won't get our pay this month. We also have families to support, we really... we really have no choice."

Both of them had witnessed Luo Jingqian's bravery in battle and naturally admired him, while feeling even more contempt for the Second Madam.

They were also greatly disappointed with the Duke of Dingguo, a commander with outstanding military achievements who was being manipulated by a woman.

A moment later, the guards allowed the two to enter and then gave them a word of advice: “My lord, the young master of the second branch of the family has been feeling unwell for almost a month. He wanted to go to Qingshuang Mountain to see you, but the Duke stopped him.”

They couldn't say more, so this was all they could reveal.

Luo Jingqian nodded, "Thank you!"

He has been in seclusion in the cold pool these days, so these people naturally cannot find him.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he heard Han Cuiyin's voice, "Lord Luo, something's wrong with the Luo family. It seems like they've set something up in the courtyard. Be careful."

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