Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 440 He came from the darkness

Lie Jiuqing is extremely beautiful. Even without any makeup, her peach blossom eyes are enough to captivate people when she looks at them.

Lan Si considers herself not a womanizer. When she looked over with a red face, her heart still stopped for a moment.

He adjusted his breathing before he could speak, "I was lucky enough to see it on the cliff of Kuming Mountain, but transplanting it is very difficult. It seems that it can only grow in sunny places on the cliffs, so we can only send people there every summer. Collect some flowers, otherwise you can give them to the girl."

"Thank you son."

Lie Jiuqing's eyebrows arched, "However, the gifts for my husband must be made personally."

Lan Si was stunned, a little surprised, "Miss... Madam, is she married?"

"Hmm~"

Lie Jiuqing nodded like a chicken, and said with a flushed face: "My husband is a flower lover. I am going north this time to find unique flower seeds and want to give them to him as gifts."

The meaning of the painting: "..."

Dark Guard: "..."

Husband, concubine, love flowers...

Their young lady looks harmless to humans and animals, but when it comes to telling lies, her face turns red and her heart does not beat. She is very safe.

He also completely took advantage of Qiantose's innocence.

In order to take Master Qiantose as her own, she did everything possible and did not let go of anything.

If she really went north as a woman, she would strangle all the possibilities she had along the way...

Lan Si looked at the sweetness between her eyebrows and unconsciously exhaled, then said warmly: "Before our group returns to Liangcheng, we will go to Kuming Mountain. If Madam doesn't mind, you can go with us. We are considered locals and are more familiar than you."

Lie Jiuqing wanted this bride, so naturally he wouldn't refuse, "Then I'll thank Fourth Young Master Lan."

As soon as she came out, Xian Yue couldn't help but sigh, "How come all the pretty girls are married? I thought the young master finally met his soulmate."

Lan Si sighed, "Stop talking nonsense."

"What nonsense." Xian Yue melancholy said, "Sir, if you didn't fall in love with her, why would you care whether she eats or not? How could you make Bazhen cake specifically for her?"

Xian Ge also looked at him, and Xian Yue said again: "You have always been very reserved and polite, and you never spoke more than three sentences to the girl's family. When it came to Miss Rong Qi, you took the initiative. You hugged her without saying anything, You even went into her room, sat with her, and even discussed the recipe for Bazhen cake with her."

"She saved me."

Xianyue said: "I can't repay my life-saving grace. How can I use a few pieces of Bazhen cake as a thank you gift? It's obviously a promise with my body."

"..."

Lan Si was speechless for a while, and Xian Ge smiled and said, "Speaking of which, the young master once said that these Bazhen cakes are for the future wife."

Lan Si grew up with his mother. She taught him how to love his wife since he was a child, and she also taught him how to be together for the rest of his life.

So much so that he is now 24 years old and has never been married, just waiting for the one he likes.

And these eight treasure cakes are all good for replenishing qi and blood, which are very good for women's health.

According to the lady, eating it regularly can nourish a woman and help her conceive an heir.

From Xian Yue He Xian Ge's point of view, Lan Si's gift of Bazhen cake to a woman is like seeking a mate, hoping that the woman will bear children for him and live a long life.

From Lan Si's point of view, giving Bazhen cake as a gift is a bit outrageous.

Being teased by his two subordinates, Lan Sijun's face turned red, "She is already married. Don't make fun of her or ruin her reputation."

Before he finished speaking, Xian Yue He Xian Ge's expression changed and he stood in the way of Lan Si.

There were heavy footsteps on the stairs, and they sensed danger.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared slowly, leaning on the wall, looking happy.

His body was dirty, his breath was weak, his steps were shaky, and he had to lean against the wall to stand firm.

When he saw Lan Si, his Adam's apple rolled and he asked in a very low voice: "Excuse me, is my master here?"

(End of this chapter)