My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

Ye Luo looked at the young lady's expression and knew what he was thinking.

Mo Yanyu was wearing a thin dress and standing in the courtyard with a stern expression.

The whole yard was silent.

About ten minutes later, the door of the old house opened.

Wang Xiaoke smiled and went out: "Okay, let's go."

"Brother Tang Feng, if Sister Qianji has any questions, please feel free to contact me."

Tang Feng nodded repeatedly and sent them to the door.

He felt relieved until the two of them walked away.

"I didn't expect to alarm the Phoenix Lord. It seems that he really cares about him."

"Alas... no wonder the master wants to avoid suspicion."

These two are so dazzling, both have celestial looks and temperament, they are a match made in heaven.

What can the master use to fight?

She is the deputy head of a country, the legitimate daughter of the Mohist family, and the noble Phoenix Lord.

And Qianji is just a dark and vicious woman who is hated by everyone.

How dare the light of a firefly compete with the brightness of the bright moon? After all, it is just overestimating its own capabilities.

"Brother Xiao Tang." Nian Chu came running over happily.

"That woman is so fierce, who is she?"

"It seems like she and Sister Yan don't get along well."

Tang Feng shook his head and sighed: "She is your sister's love rival."

"He's also your sister's boss. Don't ask so many questions, kid."

"Love rival?" Nian Chu opened her mouth slightly: "So my sister likes that guy?"

"Bah! What's so good about him... He's not even as good as me!"

"When I grow up, I will definitely be taller and more handsome than him. At worst, I will take care of my sister."

Tang Feng hesitated to speak, looking at him with pity.

He's just a substitute, how can he compare with the real person?

Poor and sad.

Yan Rushui sat on a chair, holding a pill in her hand.

The servants put hot water in the bedroom and sprinkled bright red petals on it.

She swallowed the Yangyuan Pill, took off her thin clothes, and immersed herself in the water.

The Yangyuan Pill has a mild nature and does not fight against the toxins.

Instead, it quietly nourishes the body and repairs some hidden injuries.

Yan Rushui narrowed her eyes slightly, and her lips gradually turned a little bloody.

The weak and broken body over the years miraculously regained some strength.

Even she was surprised by such a magical elixir.

Half an hour later, she changed into dark red pajamas and came out of the bathroom.

"Xiao Tang."

Tang Feng, who was waiting outside the bedroom, came in immediately after hearing it.

"Master...you are much more energetic than in the past few days."

"His complexion has become much rosier. Xiao Ke's medical skills are really amazing!"

Tang Feng chuckled: "As long as the master recovers, it will be fine."

"Seeing you sick every day makes me almost die of anxiety."

Yan Rushui curled her red lips and sat on the bed to ask.

"They left?"

"Yeah." Tang Feng coughed and said, "By the way, Master."

"You invited Xiao Ke to dinner. Will the Phoenix Master hate you?"

"Also... her expression was quite ugly when she saw Nianchu."

Yan Rushui shook her head: "It's okay, she's just jealous."

"Nianchu made her angry, but it's okay this way."

She knew that Mo Yanyu was high above everyone else and was the perfect goddess in the eyes of the world.

But he has a strong possessiveness in his heart, especially in terms of feelings.

Nianchu's existence must have displeased her...

As she expected.

Mo Yanyu was basically silent on the way back.

The car did not return to the villa, but drove straight to the Mo family.

After arriving home, Mo Yanyu took a cold shower and came out with a frosty face.

Wang Xiaoke blew her hair dry and held her face to look at her.

"What's wrong with you? Are you jealous of Sister Qianji?"

"I was just visiting her. I told you that before."

Mo Yanyu sighed, her eyes helpless and complicated.

The anger that welled up in my heart disappeared completely when I looked into his eyes.

"Xiao Ke, if you look for her next time, please tell me in advance."

"You're my fiancé, and it's inappropriate to stay at someone else's house so late at night, isn't it?"

Her tone was gentle, but it held no room for argument.

Wang Xiaoke coughed twice: "I just want to eat..."

"Well, I know you care about our relationship, and I want to talk to her."

Mo Yanyu reached out her hand, touched Wang Xiaoke's face, and moved closer.

"But there are differences between men and women. We need to know how to avoid suspicion, right?"

"Xiao Ke is a big boy now, he should understand these principles."

Mo Yanyu spoke softly, without the slightest hint of blame.

Wang Xiaoke knew that she was unhappy, but she just didn't show it.

"Don't worry, beautiful sister. I only treat her as a sister."

As he spoke, he put his arm around her shoulders and leaned his face close to her ear.

The cool fragrance of hair lingers around the nose.

"Why don't you come over and watch while I treat her tomorrow?"

"Then you can rest assured."

Mo Yanyu was silent for a moment, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I believe Xiao Ke has no distractions and will not do anything out of line."

"But she...has thoughts about my fiancé that shouldn't exist."

Wang Xiaoke was stunned. Seeing her dark and deep pupils, his heart was in a mess.

"How could that be? Don't let your imagination run wild."

Mo Yanyu lifted his chin and forced him to meet her gaze.

"Do you really understand Yan Rushui?"

"What evidence is there to prove that she has no feelings for you?"

Women know women best.

It is impossible for someone like Yan Rushui to be so familiar with others.

Just one word: "love".