Supreme Crazy Wife

"I'm giving you a mission now. Go and find out for me if she's really Miss Ning," Yuan Biao instructed. After all, his doubts had not really been dispelled! Moreover, he had also thought about it just now. If she was really Miss Ning, it was not impossible for Leng Xiaoyu to refine weapons for her. Alas! Who asked him to only have such a precious son!

"Please rest assured, Patriarch. I will definitely investigate it thoroughly," the subordinate hurriedly promised and secretly decided that he would definitely atone for his crimes this time. After saying that, the subordinate left the study.

However, Yuan Biao did not believe the guarantee of that unlucky subordinate. Not long after, he arranged for another person to investigate Miss Ning's identity. After giving the instructions, he was finally relieved. Well! This should be foolproof!

Time passed, and soon, three days passed.

In the middle of the Falling Swallow Dwelling.

Leng Ruoxue and the others sat in the courtyard in boredom.

It had been three days. Apart from delivering food to them on time, no one from the First League had actually come looking for them, and they couldn't move around too openly. However, they had sneaked around a few times in stealth, but they hadn't found any clues.

"Miss, the Yuan father and son wouldn't have forgotten about us, right?" Feng Da said listlessly.

"Did you forget to arrange for someone to send us food?" Leng Ruoxue rolled her eyes at Feng Da and asked speechlessly.

"But no one is paying attention to us!" Feng Da was very depressed. He was so free that his hair was about to grow out. He really wanted to create trouble like before! However, it was not possible here.

"Yuan Biao won't see me before confirming my identity," Leng Ruoxue said knowingly. In the past three days, Yuan Biao had never shown his face. Apart from the fact that the ape often had an attack, it was also because he hadn't confirmed his identity.

"Then how will he confirm your identity, Miss?" Feng Da was very curious.

"I don't know, but they should send someone to the Ning family's Divine Realm!" Leng Ruoxue guessed after thinking for a while.

"Ah! Miss, if he really sends someone to the Ning family's Divine Realm, won't his identity as the young miss be exposed?" Feng Da whispered worriedly. Even though Miss had never admitted that she was the young miss of the Ning family, this was still very disadvantageous to them! After all, the ape was certain.

"What are you afraid of? Since you're here, take it easy." Leng Ruoxue wasn't worried because she had never clearly told the ape that she was from the Ning family in the Ning family's Divine Realm! The ape had misunderstood! Hehe! How could the people of this world play word games with her, a person from another world?

"Miss, are you really not worried? If our identities are exposed, it will be very disadvantageous for us to search for your ancestor," Feng Da reminded. However, he admired his Miss's calmness. Alas! He could not compare to her!

"What's there to worry about? This is a misunderstanding. Who can they blame?!" Leng Ruoxue said irresponsibly.

"Uh!" Feng Da understood. Miss had already thought of a countermeasure! No wonder she looked so calm!

"Stay here in peace! He will let us see our cheap ancestor," Leng Ruoxue said with a light smile.

"Yes." Feng Da and the others nodded. If Miss said she would, she would definitely do it.

At the same time, Yuan Biao was like an ant on a hot pan. He kept pacing outside the original marquis's room, his heart burning with anxiety!

Damn it, he didn't know how many times Hou'er's illness had acted up. Previously, he had clearly said that Hou'er was fine, but for the past three days, his son's injuries had repeatedly acted up two or three times a day. Moreover, every time the illness acted up, Hou'er's body would be extremely weak. This couldn't help but make his heart ache and feel helpless.

Not only that, he even found all the alchemists in the alliance, but they were all helpless. Sigh! This made him so anxious that his hair was about to turn white.

Listening to the wails coming from the room, he really didn't feel good!

After a while, the room finally fell silent.

As the door of the room opened, several people dressed as alchemists walked out. There were men and women among them. From their appearance, they looked to be in their early thirties. However, people from the God Realm could not just look at their appearance.

"How are Hou'er's injuries? Is there a way to treat them?" Yuan Biao asked anxiously.

"Alliance Master, there's nothing we can do. The Young Master hasn't been poisoned and his injuries are almost healed, but he still relapses from time to time. As for the reason, we haven't found it yet," a rather calm man said helplessly. Logically speaking, he had treated many strange and complicated illnesses, but he couldn't do anything about the Young Master's illness. Sigh! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that he wasn't skilled enough! One had to know that there was always someone better. There was no end to learning.

"Alliance Master, we've tried all kinds of medicinal pills to treat internal and external injuries. However, they don't seem to be able to treat Young Master's illness. Sigh! We're really helpless. Alliance Master, you should go to the Alchemist Association and invite a few seniors with high expectations to take a look at Young Master!" an alchemist suggested.

"Alright, I'll immediately send someone to the Alchemist Association to invite someone." When Yuan Biao heard the words of the alchemists, he knew that they really had no choice. Therefore, the only thing he could rely on now was the Alchemist Guild.

"Alliance Master, we'll take our leave first." The alchemists bowed slightly to Yuan Biao and left the waiting garden where the original host lived.

"Okay." Yuan Biao nodded. After watching the alchemists leave, he sighed heavily in his heart and pushed open Yuan Hou's door.

"Father, you're here." Yuan Hou was a little exhausted from the torture. He lay on the bed and greeted him. Sigh! He was so tired that he didn't even want to speak. He didn't know what had happened, but the past few days, when his illness acted up, it was even more unbearable.

"Hou'er, how are you feeling?" Yuan Biao asked with concern, his eyes filled with concern.

"Father, hasn't my injury already healed? Why is it still like this?" Yuan Hou didn't understand how this could happen. Even though he would have an attack during the few days he stayed in the guest shop, it was only pain. However, when his illness acted up these few days, it wasn't just pain, it was also very itchy. He could endure the pain, but he really couldn't do anything about the itch.

"Hou'er, don't worry. Father will immediately send someone to the Alchemist Association to invite someone. They will definitely cure you," Yuan Biao promised.

"Yes." Yuan Hou nodded. He knew that his father would not leave him alone.

"Father, have you seen Miss Ning? Did you agree to her request?" Yuan Hou couldn't help but ask again.

"Hou'er, didn't we agree to let's not talk about this first? Let's treat your injuries first!" Yuan Biao said helplessly. Sigh! Hou'er already looked weak, but he was still worried about that Miss Ning. He really didn't know what charm that Miss Ning had to make his good-for-nothing son so concerned. It seemed that he had to meet that Miss Ning early to prevent this damn child from falling deeper and deeper.

"Father, just promise me that you'll help her!" Yuan Hou pleaded.

"Let me think about it!" Yuan Biao said perfunctorily.

"Father, this concerns my future happiness!" Yuan Hou reminded him.

"I know. Father knows his limits," Yuan Biao said helplessly.

"Hou'er, rest! Father will leave first," Yuan Biao said again. After saying that, he turned around and left Yuan Hou's room.

After returning to the study, Yuan Biao thought for a long time. In the end, he decided to meet Miss Ning, who lived in the Falling Swallow Dwelling, first. Then, he instructed the guards to invite her over.

Not long after, the guard who went to inform them returned. Leng Ruoxue was naturally with him.

"Miss Ning? Please take a seat." Yuan Biao looked at Leng Ruoxue in amazement, but he was secretly surprised. What a beautiful woman! He had lived for so many years and thought that he had seen many women, but those women were worlds apart from Miss Ning in front of him. One was a phoenix, and the other was a chicken. There was no way to compare.

Sigh! It was no wonder that his good-for-nothing son would be infatuated with this Miss Ning. There were probably not many people who could reject such a beauty! Even he was a little restless looking at her face to face, let alone that impetuous brat!

However, this Miss Ning was beautiful, but her strength was a little low. She was only a Spiritual Deity. Yuan Biao carefully sized up Leng Ruoxue and pondered.