Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman

"Bai Libin, don't tell me when you come back!" After hearing the noise outside, Bai Libin calmed down to study his formation, when suddenly a slightly obscure Chinese came out.

After fiddling with the stone's hand, he slightly raised his eyes and looked forward. He saw a handsome mixed-race face with extremely deep brows. He was a little surprised, "Fei Ye?"

Murong Feiye stepped into the yard in twos or twos, and circled Bai Libin for a few times, "The skill is indeed improved, and he is expected to enter the qualifying this year."

Hearing these words, the expression on Bai Libin's gentle face faded. He glanced at his legs, and his eyes were gloomy, "Just forget about me."

"I thought you could change a little when you come back this time, why is it still like this!" Hearing what he said, Murong Feiye patted the table. He didn't see the appearance of Bai Libin the most. He wanted to continue talking and suddenly remembered. After Tang Qingqiu's instructions, he swallowed the words to his lips, "Will you leave the Ancient Martial Realm when you come back this time?"

"No." Bai Libin looked at the formed formation on the table and shook his head lightly, "Just stay here and give some pointers to the descendants of the Baili family by the way."

Murong Feiye was quite satisfied when he heard the previous sentence, but he wanted to curse again in the latter sentence, and held back again, "Okay, I came to you today to ask you something. It has been so many years. Do you remember your aunt?"

"Of course I remember." Bai Libin stretched out **** and added a stone to the table. Although his aunt has never come back abroad, there is always contact between them.

"Just remember, I'll tell you something," Murong Feiye lowered his voice, "I saw a person yesterday who looks like your aunt."

As soon as this sentence came out, Bai Libin's hand paused, the first thing that appeared in his mind was that elegant face, which seemed to be the eyes of the sky full of stars. When he tilted slightly, he lowered his eyes, "World There are more people who look alike."

Not surprising.

It's just that before going to bed every day, he will inevitably have trouble sleeping. There are many people who look alike, but what about people who are so similar in talent?

"Are you not curious at all?" Murong Feiye didn't know that Bai Libin was so calm. "In the two years when Aunt Baili disappeared, you weren't curious about what she did? Why amnesia?"

"My aunt has already settled in Country Y and will not come back again." Bai Libin waved his hand, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently, "No need to say anything."

"All right." Murong Feiye touched his nose, without saying anything, "I'll go in and find Grandpa Baili."

After Murong Feiye entered, Bai Libin raised his eyes, the stone in his hand did not fall for a long time, and he sighed. He took out the piece of paper in his pocket. It was astonishingly the little gossip picture that Gu Xiqiao drew for him. Layout.

After a long time of contemplation, the emotion in his eyes was difficult to settle.

Rong Feishhuang rushed to the Su family after receiving a call from his apprentice. He also saw the Su family’s illness. At that time, he could do nothing. Although he was honored as a genius doctor, it was only spread in the ancient martial arts world. Guang, he is good at poisoning and detoxification, and good at Chinese medicine, but when he encounters a disease like the old man of the Su family, it is inevitable that he does not know where to start.

Fortunately, he has an omnipotent apprentice Zhu Yuan. Although at that time his apprentice plunged into Western medicine after studying Chinese medicine, he was unhappy, but over time he gradually understood that Western medicine is a The general trend has thrown Zhu Yuan into an ancient medical heritage.

After seeing Master Su’s case, Zhu Yuan knew what was wrong with him, and from which direction to study, but there was no cure for the time being. Rong Feishhuang didn’t understand Western medicine, but as soon as Zhu Yuan explained it, he understood it. , With a few pills of his refining medicine and all the way to help Master Su renew his name.

If it is a radical cure, the genius doctor Rong will be powerless, after all, the profession is not right.

Today, I suddenly received a call from Zhu Yuan, saying that Master Su was awake. This surprised Rong Feishang. He knew that Master Su had been delirious, and his life was all hanging with medicine. It was extremely difficult to even open his eyes, and he was now sober. ?

Rong Feishhuang’s first reaction was that he couldn’t believe it!

But Zhu Yuan didn't have the need to lie to himself, so he went to Su's house.

At that time, Zhu Yuan was still there, and the Su family's parents had already returned. The genius doctor Rong saw Master Su lying on the bed at a glance. Although his complexion was not good, he was in good spirits and was able to talk to his grandson.

"Doctor Rong." Seeing Rong Feishhuang, the family immediately got up, their voices respectful.

"You said yours." Rong Feishhuang didn't care about these pompous courtesies, but walked up to his apprentice, his eyes piercing, "Did you wake up?"

Zhu Yuan was looking at a piece of paper. This was the result of their research when Gu Xiqiao was leaving. He stood up when he heard Rong Feishuang's voice, but still did not put down the paper in his hand, "Master, you are here!"

After a while, Rong Feishhuang's words came back again, "Master Su was not the one who rescued him. Someone else was the one who rescued him."

"Who?!" Rong Feishhuang was very persistent to this person.

"I told you last time, a freshman in A, a very powerful person." There are not many people who can admire Zhu Yuan from the bottom of his heart. Rong Feishhuang is a little curious about this person, but when he thinks that the other person is A major in clinical medicine, can't help but sigh, it's not the same way.

Seeing his master like this, Zhu Yuan immediately wanted to say that Gu Xiqiao could also be a Chinese medicine practitioner!

Rong Feishhuang interrupted before saying anything, "What is this in your hands?"

"Well, a treatment plan I studied with her." Seeing that he seemed very interested, Zhu Yuan handed the paper over.

Rong Feishhuang took it over and took a look, and was taken aback, taking it very seriously.

Zhu Yuan: His master can actually understand this?

After reading it for a long time, Rong Feishhuang sighed: "The pen is full of ink, powerful and free and easy, good writing, good writing!"

Zhu Yuan:...I'm so tired, I thought you really understood your serious appearance, and it scared him to death!

After being interrupted like this, he originally forgot what he wanted to say. Rong Feishhuang went to check his pulse for Master Su. When he touched Master Su’s pulse, he was shocked, "Good vitality, Zhu Yuan, you guys What did you do, how could there be such a strong vitality!"

"I said it wasn't me." Zhu Yuan didn't look like Rong Feishhuang. He couldn't feel the vitality in Master Su's body, so he could only analyze Master Su's vitality index from the instrument.

"Then what did she do?" Rong Feishhuang's face was eager.

Zhu Yuan thought about it for a while, and then answered carefully, "Give Master Su a glass of water?"

Rong Feishhuang, "..." Although I'm old but I'm not confused yet, you just don't want me, how about Jiangzi?

Zhu Yuan was also very helpless. What he said was the truth, but his master did not believe it, although he himself did not believe it.

"You all bully me, this old man," Rong Feishhuang sighed, "Sure enough, I am old and useless. It's fine for the Jiang family to bully me, even my apprentice bullies me..."

Zhu Yuan: "..." I really thank you.

"I'll help you contact her, but I'm not sure if she will see you." Zhu Yuan said to Rong Feishhuang, not sure in his heart.

Gu Xiqiao’s mind is elusive. Zhu Yuan admires her strength and her vision. It seems that every step she takes is what she has anticipated. Often when he takes a step forward and is complacent, she has already expected it. Take the previous 100 steps, and still keep the original heart, don't be arrogant for a little achievement.

After leaving Su's house, Gu Xiqiao drove back in Little Pink, as if nothing had been done at once.

Gu Xiqiao moved out of his computer and boarded the game bored.

The game is still very lively, people come and go, since the virtual helmets, more and more people are involved in the game, the more they play, the more they discover the subtleties of the game.

Looking at a row of portraits in the Friends column, the trumpet with "A Song of Qingjiang" is gray, Xiao Yun is not there, Su Wu is not, but Wu Hongwen and Tang Qingqiu are there.

Gu Xiqiao led a group of new members of the family to sweep through the various copies, from low-level to high-level, killing those big bosses without leaving.

The methods were simple and neat, and shocked a group of newcomers.

After sweeping all this, I felt a lot better. Gu Xiqiao was about to say hello to go offline, and suddenly a stranger sent a private chat.

[Fan Sheng]: Do you really know how to paint?

This is the second time I have asked her this, who is it? Gu Xiqiao narrowed his eyes, then quickly tapped the keyboard with his hand, blacking the man's camera.

A beautiful face appeared in front of me. Although I had expected it, I really saw this person's face. Gu Xiqiao's face became cold and he knocked on a few keyboards. Light.

The character with "Fan Sheng" on his head immediately fell to the ground, his golden color suddenly turned dark gray, and he could not die anymore.

In a villa in the imperial capital, Mu Yunfan watched the instant death of the characters in the game, his eyes darkened.

"Brother Mu, I want to hold a painting exhibition!" The door was pushed open, and a clear voice came from outside.

Mu Yunfan turned off the computer, but replied, "Don't come in, I'll go out immediately."

Standing by the door of the study, Meng Yufan caught a glimpse of the painting hung in the center. His eyes became more jealous. Mu Yunfan's study was very concise. Apart from a computer, there were some painting tools and nothing else. , But she was never allowed to enter his room.

Sima Jun was downstairs, and Mu Yunfan went downstairs with Meng Yufan.

"Teacher, have anyone contacted?" As soon as he got downstairs, Mu Yunfan asked Sima Jun. They have been back for a few days. These days, they have been busy with the follow-up of the Biennale, as well as interviews. Only settled down today.

Sima Jun took a sip of tea and shook his head slightly, "Shen Nianzhi has just returned to B. It's only a few days before we can get news."

Mu Yunfan suppressed her mood, and drank a cup of tea, but her fingers couldn't help shaking.

Meng Yufan lowered his head and concealed the deepness in his eyes. Since he can't find it, he will never find it.

Sima Jun and Mu Yunfan were still talking, but did not find anything wrong with Meng Yufan.

At the same time, Mrs. Jiang, who had been busy all day, rushed to the house, and then drove the chef out of the kitchen to prepare dinner for her son.

Before he started, the butler came to report, "Madam, Miss Jiang Tong is here."

"Jiang Tong?" Madam Jiang turned her gaze before she came back. She didn't hear any rumors, "Let her come in and eat here tonight."

Jiang Tong waited outside the door, her eyes fixed, she just received a piece of news, this matter must be told to Madam Jiang.

The steward came out soon and kindly invited Jiang Tong in.

Thanks, Jiang Tong came in and found Mrs. Jiang in the kitchen. For a while, she couldn't believe it. Mrs. Jiang has always been graceful and noble in her eyes. She cooks by herself and works with oil fume. When will she Why would you do such a thing?

"Titomi, you came just right. I will cook today and let Shu Xuan come back. Well, today Feiye is also back. It happens that you young people have a good chat together." Madam Jiang said.

Jiang Tong is flattered. She is not too familiar with Madam Jiang. The main reason is that she is highly talented. She stands out among the ordinary women. Madam Jiang always admires potential young people and is therefore very friendly to Jiang Tong.

"Aunt Jiang," Jiang Tong remembered the ancient martial arts rumors about herself. She was afraid that Madam Jiang would abandon herself when she heard it, so she said another thing she just knew, "I heard that Jiang Shao was in the outside world with An ordinary woman has close contacts."

Madam Jiang paused, her eyes turned cold, and she faintly responded.

Jiang Tong did not see Mrs. Jiang’s expression, but still said to himself, analyzing the pros and cons, “He will cause dissatisfaction in the Presbyterian Church if he continues like this, Jiang, you must restrain him, and don’t let him go astray. It is not easy for him to cultivate to this level!"

She looked at Madam Jiang with worry in her eyes.

Madam Jiang put down the food in her hand, suddenly turned around, looked at Jiang Tong, her eyes were cold and stern, "Okay! No matter how bad my son is, let me take care of him. You are a stranger on the wheel?"

In the past, Mrs. Jiang always looked like a gentle and graceful lady. At this time, she became angry, her calm eyes were as good as Jiang Shuxuan, without a trace of emotion, she was cold and deep, which made people shocked.

Jiang Tong did not expect that Madam Jiang would react like this, and instantly froze and stood still.

Until the housekeeper's voice came outside, "Master, you are back."

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Mu Meng said that Jiang Ma Ma is not handsome! ^_^