My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 89 The Ming Family’s Best Killer

"Lu Yuanpan?"

Shancha ran up first and turned Lu Chuyang over to face Mingli, "Is it really you? How come you were..." She glanced at Zhang Zhi, who looked unfriendly, "Sir, this is not appropriate, is it? Court Judge Lu is my girl's benefactor."

"benefactor?"

Zhang Zhi took two steps towards Mingli and said in a sarcastic tone, "Didn't we just meet for the first time yesterday? How can you be my benefactor?"

Mingli looked up and saw Zhang Zhi's face full of resentment and dissatisfaction. He was about to say something insulting to him, but thinking that he was angry last night, he should not provoke him again, so he pursed his lips and said, "He saved my sister."

Lu Chuyang slowly raised his head: "Not only your sister. I also saved you last night."

That person last night was indeed him!
Mingli's heart suddenly panicked for a moment. The poison in her body was Mingli's biggest secret, and it was her fatal weakness.

Zhang Zhi frowned: "Last night? What happened last night? Weren't you settling accounts last night?"

No wonder he saw Lu Chuyang trying to leave stealthily this morning. It turned out that something happened to Mingli last night!

Mingli looked at him and said, "Don't worry, I'll talk to you alone later."

After hearing this, Zhang Zhi finally calmed down.

Lu Chuyang sighed slowly.

"Junior sister, you fainted yesterday, didn't you? This disease cannot be cured. You developed the disease later than your sister, but your initial symptoms were much more severe than hers. To this day, you have killed many people for her, don't you find something wrong?" Lu Chuyang is a typical scholar. He said softly, "Your sister is not an ordinary woman, just like you. She is Ming Boyuan's trump card and the best killer of the Ming family."

"what?"

Mingli was extremely surprised: "Killer?" She looked at Shancha, only to see that Shancha was also confused. She denied loudly: "How is it possible? My daughter is the most docile woman! What killer? What nonsense are you talking about, Lu Yuanpan!"

Lu Chuyang chuckled: "Do you think you just happened to see her die in Zhou's house? What if it was a scam by your sister from the beginning? What if from the beginning..."

"Asshole! What are you talking about!"

Mingli's murderous intent suddenly appeared. She threw back the blanket on her body, staggered over, and grabbed Lu Chuyang by the collar: "Are you saying that my sister used me? Are you saying that my sister set a trap to deceive me?"

Lu Chuyang was pulled forward by her and said, "Junior sister, don't be so angry. I have known your sister for more than ten years, and you? We have never met. If your sister and I have only a superficial relationship, how do you think I know you exist?"

Mingli shouted at him, "Shut up! My sister would never do that! She died with all the injustice done to her, and you're still belittling her! Also, you're not my senior brother. I've lived in Yaowang Mountain since I was a child, and my master only accepted me as his disciple. How can you have anything to do with me?"

"When I became your disciple, you were probably not yet born." Lu Chuyang moved his hands that were tied behind his back, "Untie them for me, and I'll show you the token."

Mingli glanced at Zhang Zhi, who nodded and searched left and right in Lu Chuyang's arms, and finally took out a stack of prescriptions.

He took it and looked at it for a while. "Is this the token you mentioned?"

"Let me see." Mingli took one and was shocked at a casual glance. She hurriedly took all of them and looked at them one by one.

"Tian Yi Fang, Wen Yu San, Qi Xing Bao Dan, Jiu Xiang Zhi Zhen Wan..."

These prescriptions were all the ones she had memorized through hard work in the mountains when she was a child.

She remembered her master saying that these prescriptions were tested bit by bit by him and they were unique in the world and would never be known to outsiders.

Later, the master became obsessed with poisons, and all he wrote and tested were poison prescriptions, and he never issued a prescription for medicine again. Mingli looked at Lu Chuyang again: "Did you steal this prescription?"

Lu Chuyang smiled and said, "How can you steal, Junior Sister? It was okay in the past few years, but since last year, Yaowang Mountain has been plagued by poisonous miasma all year round, with tens of thousands of poisonous insects and snakes. Even if it is a Daluo Immortal who wants to go to Yaowang Mountain, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

This has indeed been the case at Yaowang Mountain in the past two years.

The poisonous miasma appeared only once every six months at first, then once every three months, and then once a month. By the time Mingli was about to go down the mountain, the entire Yaowang Mountain was already filled with poisonous miasma. If Mingli did not have elixirs to avoid the poisonous miasma, he would die as soon as he stepped in.

"Master left me after you were born and took you to Yaowang Mountain."

Lu Chuyang stared at Mingli. The two sisters were indeed from the same mother and looked very similar.

"Junior sister." Lu Chuyang climbed up by himself, "I say, you have been with our master for so many years, but you still don't know our master's true identity?"

Mingli frowned, "What identity?"

Lu Chuyang said: "As the ancients said: You can't have your cake and eat it too. Do you want me to help you get into the medical office, or do you want me to tell you about my master's life story? Choose one of the two, it's up to you."

"Choose one of the two?" Ming Li lowered his eyes, sneered, and grabbed Lu Chuyang's throat fiercely: "Do you think I will be threatened by you? I can enter the Medical Officer's Office by myself. I don't have to know the identity of my master. Lu Chuyang, you slandered my sister, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Zhang Zhi stepped forward, pulled Mingli's hand down, and said kindly: "The Lu family has been practicing medicine for generations. They have worked in the Medical Office since Emperor Taizu founded the country. His father Lu Gui is the current director of the Medical Office. It is the best and fastest way to recommend him to the office."

Mingli turned his head: "Really?"

"real."

Mingli's eyebrows jumped, and she gnashed with hatred. However, what Zhang Zhi said was not without reason. Even if she was confident that she could pass the test of the Medical Officer's Office, if Lu Chuyang said something bad in front of his father, she might not be able to get in.

The next moment, Mingli raised a creepy smile, she took Lu Chuyang's hands and helped him up.

"Oh, I was dazzled just now. Isn't this Mr. Lu? Why are you sitting on the ground in such a cold weather? Just come, why are you tying yourself up?" Mingli reached out to dust him off. "Have you had breakfast, Mr. Lu? If not, can you share some?"

Lu Chuyang was stunned for a moment, "Junior sister is really flexible."

"President Lu." The smile on Mingli's face disappeared immediately. "Don't try to be a senior brother or sister. My master never told me that he had any senior brothers."

Lu Chuyang smiled gently: "But Junior Sister, if you were not my Junior Sister, I would have no reason to recommend you to my father."

“Camellia.”

Mingli smiled again and tilted her head: "Quick, Senior Brother must not have had breakfast, go get some."

Shan Cha lowered her head and suppressed her laughter: "Yes, Second Miss."

Zhang Zhi used a dagger to cut off all the ropes tied to Lu Chuyang: "President Lu, tell me what you want to say."

"I have said everything I need to say while I was tied up." Lu Chuyang rubbed his wrist, "Junior sister, I have not lied to you in any of my words today. Your sister is not an ordinary person. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask Ming Xiang. As for whether I am your senior brother, you can also send a letter back to ask Master."

As he said that, Lu Chuyang walked out while rubbing his shoulders: "No need to see me off. Junior sister, I'll be waiting for you at the medical office. Any discomfort you feel in the past few days must be recorded. I'll show you your sister's pulse record later. By comparing the two of you, maybe the medicine I prescribed that year can be more accurate."

(End of this chapter)