Chapter 42

"Hey, I said Young Master Emperor, why do you want me to worship Yao Lao as a teacher? Don't you forget that I am a refining inscription talisman, and I can't fight with medicine?"

Jiang Louyue couldn't help but ask the question in her heart.

"Because your Marquis of Wuwen owes us Yaowanggu's love, I need a little junior sister to help me run errands or something, and you are the only one I like in your Marquis, so it's you."

Jiang Louyue was speechless about Di Jiuchen's answer.

What is an errand?
According to Jiang Louyue, she is also an inscription master who sold 1 taels of gold tickets for a one-star energy talisman. Hey, why did she end up running errands for him?

Just when Jiang Louyue was puzzled, from a distance, she heard a gentle and pleasant cry.

"Master, you're back—"

Jiang Louyue raised her head and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a girl wearing a soft blue gauze, holding a pestle for pounding medicine, and a few pieces of medicine residue on her face, waving it at Di Jiuchen.

Jiang Louyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she glanced at Di Jiuchen lightly, and a row of black lines crossed her forehead: "Don't you have a junior sister?"

This person, lying without drafting.

"Wow, Master, you are amazing. You came back with such a beautiful rickshaw. It was from the Marquis of Wuwen, right? You know, you can do it."

Lan Yan was very happy, and followed a little rabbit. She threw the medicine pestle in her hand, her eyes lit up, and she ran over thinking about the direction of the car.

"I will help the master to lead the car into the yard. If the master sees it, he will be very happy."

Lan Yan took the initiative to take the reins from Di Jiuchen's hand, and happily led the car away.

Jiang Louyue turned her head to the side, her beautiful eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and she gnashed her teeth with a smile: "I see, don't you lack errands too?"

What kind of reason did he give her!
Slap in the face without blinking, okay? !
Di Jiuchen was the one who remained unmoved, his face was extremely thick, his ears were not enthusiastic, his black eyes narrowed slightly, his dead fish eyes were squinted, his face was stern, and he said solemnly, "It's so boring to send to the door. "

Jiang Louyue almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

She really wanted to scream up to the sky and scolded: Men are scumbags!
Lan Yan took the car into the yard, and after setting it up, she ran to Di Jiuchen's side like a little rabbit again.

As a brain reflex arc that was enough to go around the entire Dagan Dynasty for a week, Lan Yan realized that there was a thin and shriveled girl standing beside the master.

"Master, who is she?"

Lan Yanxiu's brows twitched slightly, and she stared at Jiang Louyue with an attitude of hostility to foreign invaders.

"Her name is Jiang Louyue, the seventh lady of the Marquis of Wuwen's family, who has helped me many times. I brought her here this time to introduce her to my master and accept her as a closed disciple."

Every time Di Jiuchen said more, Lan Yan's brows became deeper, and the hostility in his eyes became more obvious.

"Master, Master is ill, what other disciples are you accepting?" Lan Hao couldn't help complaining, pouting her pink lips, her cheeks bulging, the boss stepped forward unhappily, took Di Jiuchen's arm, and acted like a spoiled child Shaking the ground, "No, no, no, I just want to be with the three of you, the master and the master. I don't need a little junior sister."

"Okay, don't make trouble."

A look of impatience flashed across Di Jiuchen's black eyes, and he withdrew his arm indiscriminately, took a step back, and took the initiative to distance himself from Lan Xie, "You are 15 years old, and you are not young anymore, don't always Like a child who hasn't grown up."

"I'm only 15 years old, I'm just a child. Master said, no matter how old I am, I'm still a child in front of him!" Lan Xi stomped her little feet and muttered in protest.

The impatience in Di Jiuchen's black eyes became heavier, and he said solemnly, "Don't confuse me with Master."

Lan Yan felt that Di Jiuchen was a little unhappy, and became more and more aggrieved. She lowered her head and tugged at the corners of her sleeves with her two little hands, making it wrinkled.

When Emperor Jiuchen saw that Lan Yan was no longer speaking, he thought that she had stopped, so he stopped looking at her, dragged Jiang Louyue, and walked towards the largest room in the center of the courtyard of Qingshiwu.

"Master, the disciple is back."

Di Jiuchen shouted, pushed open the door, held Jiang Louyue, and went in.

"Cough cough cough -- come back... cough cough, come back."

Before seeing Yao Lao's person, a coughing sound came from the air.

The whole room was filled with an extremely strong medicinal odor, and it even choked the nose.

Fortunately, Jiang Louyue refined the inscription talisman and tasted the medicinal herbs, and she was able to adapt to this taste.

"Master, are you alright?"

Di Jiuchen frowned, walked to the edge of the bed with a worried look, bent over to support Yao Lao who was constantly coughing, freed up a hand, and gently patted his back to help him relax.

"For the teacher...it's okay..."

Yao Lao was dressed in white clothes, his body was as thin as dry wood, and he couldn't support his clothes at all.His face was sallow and his lips were purplish purple, caused by the lack of oxygen in his lungs due to a violent cough.

He is obviously a middle-aged man in his 50s and 70s, but now he is suffering from a serious illness, and he looks like a [-]-[-]-year-old man who is dying.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Louyue couldn't help but wonder, and asked, "Young Master Emperor, didn't you buy the Millennium Cicada Feather three months ago, why is Yao Lao still coughing so badly now?"

Emperor Jiuchen sighed lightly, and there was a trace of sadness between his brows, and said, "It's true that you have obtained the thousand-year-old Cicada Feather. There are also ancient pills for refining medicine, but the medicine cauldron is not good."

"Medicine Ding?"

Jiang Louyue was stunned for a moment and then understood.

Thousands of years of dry cicada feathers, this kind of elixir that sells for 5000 taels of gold, even if it is used to refine medicine, the general medicine refining furnace is absolutely unbearable. The medicinal property may destroy the cauldron instead.

"If Yao Ding doesn't work, why didn't you tell me earlier, I'll put an inscription on it, won't it be over?"

Jiang Louyue couldn't help but glanced at Di Jiuchen complainingly, and said, "These three months have passed, and Yao Lao's illness has been delayed for another three months."

Di Jiuchen glanced at Jiang Louyue and said, "You think I don't want to, it's not because you retreat, I went to check your third sister's pulse several times, but I didn't see you."

A drop of cold sweat ran across Jiang Louyue's forehead, as if... what Di Jiuchen said was true.

"You can send Yuanbao to find me."

Di Jiuchen snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Jiang Louyue sighed softly, then looked at Yao Lao on the sickbed and stretched out his hand, trying to stop the two quarreling anxiously, and couldn't bear it, and said, "Okay, I'm wrong. But I finally understand that you let me The real reason for coming to Medicine King Valley to be a teacher."

(End of this chapter)

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