The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 413: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (29)

He Chu felt even more uncomfortable when he saw this look, and his stubbornness came up.

"Who asked her to send someone to deliver it? How can such a person have good intentions?" He Chu refused as soon as he opened his mouth.

When Ling Moqing heard this, his anger, which had finally subsided, rose again. Just as he was about to scold again, Su Xiangran stopped him.

"Master Ling, my brother must have been injured, and he must be in unbearable pain, so he spoke in a bad tone." Su Xiangran said gently, "How about this! I'll give him a few injections to relieve the pain first."

Ling Moqing bowed to the carriage and said, "Thank you very much."

When He Chu heard this, he was so shocked that he was about to refuse, but Ling Moqing pressed his acupoints from a distance and he could not move.

Su Xiangran, supported by Feitao, got out of the carriage. She turned around and saw He Chu kneeling on the ground, motionless.

"Ms. Su, please forgive me. My third brother has always been naughty." Ling Moqing explained softly, "In order to prevent him from struggling and affecting your acupuncture, I have already pressed his acupuncture points."

After hearing this, Su Xiangran couldn't help but glance at Ling Moqing: Wow! This guy is quite sensible!

"Feitao, quickly fetch my needles!" After saying that, Su Xiangran lightly moved her lotus steps and moved a little closer to He Chu, with a reassuring smile on her face, "Don't worry, young man He.

This place is desolate and remote, and many things are hard to come by, but my needles are still very accurate."

At this moment, He Chu finally saw the face of the person he had been wanting to spy on.

The woman in front of me had skin whiter than snow, a face as rosy as a peach, was wearing gorgeous clothes and a beautiful skirt, with an elegant pearl hairpin on her head, all of which showed her noble temperament.

But these are in sharp contrast with himself, as if they come from two different worlds.

But underneath this soothing smile, there was an unignorable cold light in Su Xiangran's eyes. He Chu's heart trembled, and he always felt that something bad was going to happen.

Su Xiangran was not vague. After a few injections, He Chu's chest was not as painful as before.

I don’t know why, but after his symptoms improved, this person gave himself several acupuncture points.

When she withdrew the needle, the tail of the needle went straight across his throat.

"It seems that Young Master He is still young and doesn't even have a man's Adam's apple!" Su Xiangran whispered in He Chu's ear in a voice that only two people could hear.

After hearing this, He Chu's expression became extremely ugly. What did she discover?

Ling Moqing, who had been paying attention to the treatment situation, saw that the two people were too close, and almost immediately came to Su Xiangran's side, trying to find a chance to separate the two.

But before he found a chance to strike, Su Xiangran finished the rescue and stood up.

"Master Ling, you can unblock your brother's acupuncture points now." Su Xiangran smiled gently, "I just gave you a few more needles to prevent He Shaoxia's blood from flowing too fast. This will be good for the injury, but your whole body will be sore and weak. Please forgive me."

"What's the big deal? It's all for his own good, of course he can understand." Ling Moqing waved his hands, looking like he didn't care at all.

"Miss, it's getting late. We should hurry up." Su An looked at the sun and said with some worry, "We have to get up the mountain before sunset!"

Su Xiangran bowed to Ling Moqing as a greeting, then returned to the carriage.

Fei Tao followed Su Xiangran's previous instructions, assigned a man and a horse to the pair of sworn brothers, and prepared to set off.

Unexpectedly, Ling Moqing changed his cold personality, picked up He Chu and threw him onto the horse of the guard who was drafted. Of course, he also untied He Chu's acupoints in the process.

But it was of little use, because the last few injections given by Su Xiangran would make him unable to move. Of course, this would only last for a limited time, and this state would probably last until Yunjian Villa.

In other words, He Chu would be sent all the way back to Yunjian Villa in his current prone position.

After the guards took He Chu and the two refugees and set off, Ling Moqing sat on the carriage without any hesitation, sitting symmetrically with Su An on his left and right.

Fei Tao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Su Xiangran. With him around, no one would bother them on the rest of the journey.

The carriage went farther and farther away and finally arrived at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain.

The Xiangshan Mountain before us has rolling hills, shady green trees and blooming mountain flowers.

Even standing at the foot of the mountain, you can already smell the fragrance of flowers.

In order to facilitate the transportation of spices, the road up the mountain was repaired. It is flat and wide and can be passed by horse-drawn carriages.

When she arrived at her own territory, Su Xiangran no longer cared about those empty formalities.

She opened the car curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window. She couldn't help but be attracted by the beautiful scenery and her mood became happy.

The most important thing is that everything here belongs to her, which makes her happy just thinking about it.

Soon, the group arrived at a house halfway up the mountain.

The environment here is quiet and the air is filled with a faint floral scent.

"Miss, what do you think of this place?" Fei Tao said with some credit. "When we chose this place, besides the fact that this mountain is suitable for growing flowers and plants, there is also a large open space halfway up the mountain, where we can build a house for you to rest."

"Yes, it's a good place." Su Xiangran nodded with satisfaction.