My wife is the sect leader

Suddenly, he remembered that when he was fighting for Zhu Guo in the Cao family, he encountered a suspected master of the Demon Cult, and now it seems to be old man Li.

This old man Li won't want to grab the wool of the Cao family again, right?

But if there is good wool, I must squeeze it before him.

"Ma'am, wait for me to come back."

Then An Jing picked up the medicine box, and went to Cao's house with Li Fuzhou and the little maid.

Seeing that An Jing had completely left, Tan Yun turned to look at Zhao Qingmei, "Miss..."

My own leader is good at everything, but he is extremely jealous and murderous.

If it was true that Cao Ling'er was ill, it would be fine, but if it was false, then it would be troublesome.

"Wait until my uncle comes back."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly.

.........

Cao's house, the backyard.

The maid hurried forward, while An Jing and Li Fuzhou followed closely behind.

Not long after, they came to Cao Ling'er's yard.

The maid said: "Miss is inside, Dr. An, please come in."

"It's work."

An Jing cupped his fists, then walked in slowly.

"Um?!"

Just when Li Fuzhou was about to follow up, the maid stopped him.

The maid said in a low voice, "It's fine for this gentleman to wait outside."

"Alright, how about making a pot of tea for Mr. Li?"

Li Fuzhou smiled lightly.

"Sir, wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the maid hurriedly walked towards the main room.

Li Fuzhou found the stone chair next to him and sat down.

An Jing approached the house, and suddenly a faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

"Doctor Xiao An, are you here?"

A crisp voice sounded, and Cao Ling'er walked out slowly.

Today she seems to have dressed up, wearing a blue dress, her face is crystal clear, and her skin is as smooth as snow.

At this time, her face was radiant, and she looked as if she had been ill.

Seeing this, An Jing frowned slightly, "Miss Cao, what are you?"

"It's really not easy to see Doctor Xiaoan."

Cao Ling'er smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "Doctor Xiao'an, sit down and have a cup of tea."

"Miss Cao, I'm here to see a doctor, not to drink tea."

An Jing bowed to Cao Ling'er.

In this world, not all kinds of tea can be drunk.

Cao Ling'er chuckled, and said: "Doctor Xiao'an, the members of the Mu family have already arrived, and they have already been accepted."

Na Cai, An Jing is naturally familiar with it, this is a one-step engagement process.

An Jing thought for a while and said, "In this way, it belongs to Miss Cao and the Mu family..."

"Mu Jie." Cao Ling'er said.

It's him!

When An Jing heard this, he remembered very clearly that he was there when he killed Tie Yunshan. However, in order not to cause too much trouble, An Jing did not attack him, but accidentally injured him.

Mu Jie is also a very famous young hero in Jiangnan Road. An Jing has often mentioned him when he was in the teahouse.

The senses of this person are neither good nor bad.

"Young hero, with unparalleled talent, he and Miss Cao are really a perfect match."

"is it?"

Cao Ling'er smiled, "Then now, Dr. An can sit down and have a cup of tea with me, it's just that there are too many things that bother me recently, and no one talks about it."

He could also feel Cao Linger's pain.

Some things can only be buried in the heart and cannot be told to anyone, even the person next to you.

An Jing sighed for a long time, and said: "Since Ms. Cao invites you again and again, then An Mou will be disrespectful, but the time can't be too long......"

"Doctor Xiao'an, I have a question I've been wanting to ask you for a long time."

Cao Linger blinked her eyelashes slightly, then poured a cup of tea.

"Miss Cao, please tell me." An Jing took the tea path.

After a long while, Cao Ling'er opened her red lips and asked, "I heard that you and Mrs. An haven't been married for long?"

"Not long."

Hearing Cao Linger's question, the corners of An Jing's mouth subconsciously twitched slightly.

"It seems that Dr. An is very satisfied." Cao Ling'er clearly saw An Jing's smile.

"Such a beautiful lady, why am I not satisfied?"

"Yes, Mrs. An is really beautiful." Cao Ling'er seemed a little lost when she said this.

This is the thought that everyone who sees Zhao Qingmei will have, no matter if it is a man or a woman, even a woman like Cao Linger who is inherently beautiful.

"She..."

An Jing gently picked up the tea, and his smile deepened.

I couldn't help but think of the first time I saw Zhao Qingmei's portrait, and the first time I saw her in the teahouse.

At that time, I was indeed amazed by her beauty and attracted by her gentle and intellectual temperament.

But getting along for so long.

He likes sitting on the eaves with Zhao Qingmei to enjoy the moon and stars, walking and chatting by the Yuzhou River, and she likes sitting at the table quietly reading a book.

When he came out, he would think of Zhao Qingmei's cooking, the coquettishness Zhao Qingmei showed, and her beautiful eyelashes when she was asleep.

It seemed that he was used to all this.

Only Zhao Qingmei would cook a bowl of noodles no matter how late she was when she returned home, and she would always peel the garlic for him, and only Zhao Qingmei knew that she would watch him quietly even when he was drinking tea.

The days pass slowly, and life will be happy.

"Doctor Xiao An, Doctor Xiao An."

At this time, Cao Linger's words interrupted An Jing's meditation.

"Ah."

An Jing suddenly came back to his senses.

Cao Linger pursed her lips and said, "What kind of person do you think will make you happy?"

"What kind of person would be happy?"

An Jing pondered for a long while before slowly saying: "People who laugh when they see you and people who laugh when they see you."

"When you see, you smile and when you see you, you laugh..."

Cao Ling'er whispered to herself, but she was a little at a loss.

"Probably that's why."

An Jing picked up the small medicine box and said, "Miss Cao, it's getting late, I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

After speaking, he strode towards the door.

"What if, I said if, I appeared before Miss Zhao's family?"

Cao Ling'er stood up, summoned up her courage, and asked.

An Jing paused slightly.

If Zhao Qingmei didn't show up, what choice should I make?Maybe guard Jishitang as before, and wait until Cao Ling'er shows up to become the Cao family's son-in-law?

This seems to be another story.

"There are no ifs in life."

An Jing said softly, and walked out of the room after speaking.

"There are no ifs in life."

Looking at the back of An Jing's departure, Cao Ling'er whispered to herself, and then sat down in a daze.

When An Jing walked out, Li Fuzhou sat on the stone chair and drank tea calmly, letting the cold wind howl.

"Old man Li, it seems that Sanhua has already consummated, and now he is waiting for his injury to recover."

For some reason, looking at Li Fuzhou at this moment, An Jing actually felt a sense of naturalness. He had this mysterious feeling before. At that time, he didn't know Li Fuzhou's real identity...

If you don't look carefully at this feeling, you won't notice it, but if you put your whole heart into it, you can feel the true meaning.

"Uncle, are you out?"

Li Fuzhou put down his teacup and smiled.

An Jing nodded, "Go back, Miss Cao's illness will recover tomorrow."

.........

When the cold wind blows, there are thousands of folds, and there are layers of ripples on the Yuzhou River.

The entrance of Jishi Hall.

Zhao Qingmei chuckled and said, "These medicines are for five days, if not enough, you are here."

"Okay, then thank you Mrs. An."

The stumbling old man carried the packed kraft paper and left contentedly.

"The big thing is bad! The big thing is bad!"

Before Zhao Qingmei came back to her senses, she heard Tan Yun's exclamation behind her.

"What's the matter, yelling." Zhao Qingmei said lightly.

Although Zhao Qingmei's tone was still very flat, Tan Yun felt a chill in his heart, and quickly lowered his head and said: "Miss, this servant knows."

She knew that Zhao Qingmei didn't like subordinates who made a lot of fuss.

She once said a word, even if the sky falls, she will carry it.

Zhao Qingmei walked to the counter with lotus steps, sat down, and said, "Speak."

"Brother Huo and Old Man Gui are dead, Gu Ren, I was seriously injured..." Tan Yun quickly told the news he had just received.

Rao is Zhao Qingmei's tenacious heart, she is not surprised at all, when she heard the news, she couldn't help but frown, and the pen in her hand stopped.

The whole pharmacy seemed to be quiet, only the sound of Tan Yun panting.

After a long while, Zhao Qingmei finally said, "Clarify the whole story one by one."

Tan Yun gritted his teeth tightly, and said: "Brother Huo and old man Gui went to Linjiang City to investigate the Heavenly Demon Order, but I never thought that it was an ambush set up by Xi Jikui and Chu Nanying. They were defeated, and I also chased Gu Ren away." He came over and wanted to rescue the two of them, but Xi Jikui's strength increased after he got the aura of heaven and earth, plus a group of Xuanyiwei and other masters, Big Brother Huo and Old Man Gui were killed, and Gu Renwo was cut off with an arm. …”

Ghost-faced Buddha joined the Devil's Cult halfway, and he has made a lot of contributions to the Devil's Cult, otherwise he would not have received a heavy responsibility. Huo Zhongyun is just like Tan Yun. He is passionate about righteousness, so he is very popular among the Demon Cult.

Both of them are at the peak of the second rank, and they are expected to hit the masters of the first rank, and they are both one of the four guardians of Renzong, but they are dead at this moment.

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Demon Sect Renzong, and it will even have a huge impact on the reputation of the Demon Sect.

The most important thing for those who are in the world, is of course fame.