Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 189 The Genius Who Was Dig Out of His Spiritual Roots (43)

Wei Ziyu tentatively asked: "How about we reject it and leave directly?"

Lou Zhuang slapped the letter paper on the table with a slap, and smiled inexplicably: "Go, why not go."

She wanted to see what kind of medicine Cong Patriarch sold in his gourd.

One night passed, and the Cong family's bicycle frame was parked at the entrance of the Fuyuan Inn early the next morning.

Lou Zhuang took Wei Ziyu with her when she went downstairs, and the two got on the carriage and went straight to Cong's house.

Patriarch Cong waited at the door early in the morning, and immediately greeted Lou Zhuang when he appeared, with a courteous attitude that could be called flattering.

"Elder Lou, please make this trip."

Lou Zhuang glanced at him sideways: "Are you free?"

Patriarch Cong was stunned: "Huh?"

Lou Zhuang clasped her arms around her chest: "Your son is sick in bed, you don't accompany your son, but come to greet me as a guest, who is free if you are not free?"

Patriarch Cong was speechless for a moment, unable to speak.

Lou Zhuang was in a much happier mood, and stepped across the threshold: "Let's go, show me your son."

Patriarch Cong breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly led Lou Zhuang and Wei Ziyu to Cong Bing's residence.

After checking Cong Bing's situation with spiritual power, Lou Zhuang wrote lightly: "It's nothing serious, it should be the residual poison in the body."

"The aftermath of the poison?" Patriarch Cong didn't care whether Lou Zhuang's eyes contained any deep meaning at this time, "Elder Lou, please save my son!"

Lou Zhuang clicked his tongue secretly, and pretended to be pretty: "Is there an alchemy room in the house? Lend me to use it."

"Yes! Yes!"

Patriarch Cong nodded hurriedly, and asked his servants to lead Lou Zhuang to the alchemy room, and glanced at Wei Ziyu: "Elder Lou will be back soon, why don't you rest here for a while?"

He has said everything, what else can Wei Ziyu say?
Wei Ziyu raised his eyelids, his eyes were dark and deep, as if he had seen through Patriarch Cong's careful thoughts.

Seeing Patriarch Cong's heart pounding, Wei Ziyu casually hummed, waved and said, "Got it, let's go."

Patriarch Cong's forehead was throbbing with veins, thinking that the person in front of him was Lou Zhuang's apprentice, he forced out a smile and strode out of the bedroom.

For a moment, only Wei Ziyu, Cong Bing and two serving maids were left in this space.

Wei Ziyu picked up the teacup, scraped off the foam on the tea surface with the lid of the cup, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Don't pretend, even if you faint ten or a hundred times, my master won't feel sorry for you."

The bedroom was so quiet that a needle could fall, but it was Cong Bing who couldn't bear it first and sat up quickly.

Cong Bing's face was still pale, as if he had put on a thick layer of powder to cover up the blood on his face: "How do you know I'm faking dizziness?"

Wei Ziyu sneered, with a look of sarcasm in his eyes: "It's just that you think you look alike."

"Why are you targeting me so much?" Cong Bing was very puzzled. He had been complimented by others since he was a child, so he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "I just want to see Miss Lou again."

With a "bang", Wei Ziyu placed the teacup heavily on the table, his eyes were like sharp swords: "Your father calls me the elder of Master Lou, and you call me Miss Master Lou"

Wei Ziyu laughed, with a dangerous tone: "What are you, how dare you call my master like that?!"

The man's killing intent was undisguised, and he went straight to Cong Bing.

If Cong Bing hadn't appeared in front of Lou Zhuang for fear of causing trouble for Master, and tried to make further moves, Wei Ziyu would have killed him long ago.

After staring at Wei Ziyu for a while, something flashed through Cong Bing's mind, and he suddenly understood.

"Do you... like Miss Lou?"

(End of this chapter)