In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

Chapter 1391 I suppose Master will have an easy time, right?

"I won't... I won't go down. Young Master Lu, were you referring to a ghost that just floated by...?"

"How scary..." Wumian shrank directly onto Lu Yuanyi.

Lu Yuanyi's vision went black, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then there are no ghosts in our mansion. Get down here."

"No, I'm scared!"

Lu Yuanyi: "................................................"

Besides the points I just mentioned, let's add another one: a fear of ghosts! The greatest evil in this world is the human heart; where do ghosts come from?

"The mansion is very clean. Master Mo has set up a formation, so there are no ghosts. Get down here!" Lu Yuanyi couldn't bear it any longer and reached out to push Wumian, but found that he couldn't move her.

Lu Yuanyi felt that his good temper was about to run out, and just as he was about to shout at them, he heard the voice of a servant coming from around the corner.

"Greetings to Consort Lu. Consort Lu, are you all alright?"

The servant greeted him, instinctively looking up at Lu Yuanyi. When he saw the two people he was holding, his mouth dropped open...

“Lu… Concubine… you… you all…”

When Wumian saw the servants appear, she realized there were no ghosts, and slowly let go of Lu Yuanyi's body and got off.

Lu Yuanyi's face darkened instantly upon seeing the servant's gaping, astonished expression. His brilliant judgment was gone! He instinctively explained, "Nothing happened between us..."

But when he realized why he was explaining to the servants, his face darkened even more, and he frowned: "Where is this?"

The servants trembled at the sound of Lu Yuanyi's deep voice, looking as if they were afraid of being silenced.

Seeing that they were too frightened to speak, Lu Yuanyi asked again, "Where is this place?"

“Reporting to… Lord Lu, this… is the southeast corner of the Prince’s residence. Go through a long corridor over there, and you’ll reach the front courtyard of the West Courtyard,” the servant said tremblingly.

Lu Yuanyi chuckled softly when he heard what the servant said. How did Wumian get there? He walked from the courtyard a little north of the west courtyard to the southeast corner!

Wumian realized she had led the wrong way and gave an awkward, uncomfortable laugh: "Young Master Lu, I don't remember directions. I didn't mean to. I was just too excited to see Elder Yao."

Lu Yuanyi looked at Wumian, who was grinning foolishly with his big white teeth, and didn't want to talk to him. He lifted his foot and walked out.

Sleepless immediately followed.

Lu Yuanyi didn't want to linger for a moment and headed straight for the pharmacy. They had just entered the courtyard.

Wumian saw the medicinal herbs displayed in the courtyard and excitedly slipped over.

"Young Master Lu, you have such a complete selection of medicinal herbs here! This... and this, I couldn't find them in the mountains last time, where did you find them?"

“These were all specially purchased by my younger brother or collected by someone I arranged.”

"Where is your brother?"

"He went to take care of some business and should be back before dark," Lu Yuanyi explained patiently.

"You must let me see him when he comes back."

"Okay, if you want to see him, just go to my yard and find him."

Hearing the noise outside, the old herbalist, who had been studying the medicinal herbs inside, came out and saw Wumian jumping around in front of the herb shelf. He frowned.

"you..."

Upon hearing the voice and seeing the old man's appearance, Wumian was immediately excited and rushed to his side.

"Master Yao, I've finally seen you alive!"

Upon hearing his words, the old doctor's face darkened, and he pulled away the sleeve the man was grabbing: "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all! What do you mean by 'living me'? Have you ever seen me dead? Are you cursing me to die?!"

Wumian seemed oblivious to the old man's angry words, only hearing him call him "child," and instinctively retorted:

"I'm not a child anymore, I'm sixteen this year! I'm an adult now, my master said I'm old enough to get married!" Wumian patted her chest and said.

After Wumian announced her age, not only did the old physician frown, but even Lu Yuanyi behind her was astonished. Sixteen years old? Younger than Yuanjin, yet possessing such high medical skills, this talent...

The old apologetic glared at the cheerful, sleepless man: "Is that what I meant? You just now..."

Seeing this, Lu Yuanyi immediately introduced Yao Lao: "Yao Lao, this is Wumian."

"He's Wumian? So young? That's impossible, isn't it?" The old apothecary looked completely incredulous.

"Old Yao, I am Wumian. I've told you I'm not young anymore, I'm old enough to get married!"

"My medical skills are very good. I've always wanted to compete with you in acupuncture. Is that alright? It's said in the martial arts world that Master Yao's mysterious acupuncture technique can heal the dead and turn bones to white."

“But my golden needle technique is also amazing! Shall we have a contest?” Wumian said proudly.

When the old apothecary heard Wumian mention the golden needle technique, his eyes lit up: "How is the golden needle technique performed? There are rumors in the martial arts world that if you encounter a serious injury with unstoppable bleeding, you only need two needles to stop the bleeding. How is it used?"

"This is simple, Elder Yao, let me explain."

Wumian took out several gold needles from his sleeve, inserted two needles into his arm, and began to explain to the old man.

Lu Yuanyi stood silently behind, watching Wumian's movements. His lips twitched slightly, but he still watched and listened attentively, even taking out a small booklet from his sleeve and taking notes.

The three of them then completely forgot about Wenren Qichi, who was still retching, and focused on discussing medical techniques.

Meanwhile, Wenren Qichi was staring at the courtyard gate, gagging and covering his mouth, hoping that Wumian would return soon. When only Wenzhu arrived, he pointed at him, his face pale.

"Ugh... ugh..."

"Ugh... I can't... sleep... ugh..."

"Master, Wumian is angry, and I can't coax him. He dragged Consort Lu to the pharmacy to discuss medical techniques with the old apothecary." Wenzhu finished speaking, glancing at Wenren Qichi with pity in her eyes, and continued:

"He said... he'll only help you suppress this reaction if you coax him."

Upon hearing this, Wenren Qichi became furious: "Ugh...ugh...go get him...ugh...I'll grab him...ugh..."

"Master, this...this...please don't be angry, please don't be angry. Sleepless is just a child, he'll forget about it tomorrow and will definitely feel sorry for you and come to suppress it for you."

"Ugh... ugh..."

Wenren Qichi covered his mouth, his eyes filled with despair. What sins had he committed to deserve such subordinates?

"Master, Blood Shadow will be back in a couple of days. He'll send Night Walker away, so I won't be angry with you anymore!" Wen Zhu said awkwardly, feeling sorry for her master.

Blood Shadow is the most composed among them. Although he is a bit... his martial arts skills are the highest, and no one dares to cause too much trouble in front of him. I suppose the master will be able to relax a bit.

Wenren Qichi was too upset to speak. He didn't want to see anyone right now, let alone Xueying; they were all troublesome.