The tyrant's ghost doctor concubine

Chapter 149 Who is the final winner? 1
Qiao Xueyan chatted with Fu Wanrong all the time, but because of Lu Siyu's arrival, she was still a little worried.Fortunately, the master summoned the two handsome hot pot boys in time, and she breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

When she was free, Qiao Xueyan pulled Xiao Bao aside and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Bao, what do you think is the purpose of that scoundrel coming up the mountain this time? Does he still have doubts about you?"

Xiaobao shook his head and comforted Qiao Xueyan: "I don't think so. He obviously didn't come for me this time. Don't be nervous, maybe he has other purposes, so you can just leave him alone."

"Who wants to care about him? I can't wait to slap him down the mountain. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't always have pockmarks on your face." Qiao Xueyan held Xiaobao's pockmarked face, still feeling sorry for Xiaobao. Zhang Meiruo's demon-like little face was almost covered with pockmarks.

Although, all the brothers and sisters in this magic medicine school didn't dare to treat Xiaobao as her.However, Ye Ruyi would still call Xiaobao ugly from time to time.In addition, some people with poor morals call Xiaobao "ugly" behind their backs.

That's why Qiao Xueyan's tone was so hot when she saw Lu Siyu that she couldn't suppress it.However, Xiaobao is very calm, always with an upright posture of verdant pines and cypresses under the pressure of Mount Tai.

Xiaobao himself doesn't care about his appearance at all, and is quite satisfied with the pockmarks on his face.This made Qiao Xueyan like Xiaobao more and more, and she loved Xiaobao to the bone.

Sometimes she really thought selfishly, if Xiaobao's father didn't come to look for him, and Xiaobao would stay with her forever, that would be fine.

Xiaobao was young, but Qiao Xueyan felt that he was always predicting things like a god, so she asked Xiaobao if she couldn't figure it out.Xiaobao said that Lu Siyu didn't come for them this time, so she was relieved, and she felt the same way, so she let go of her worries.

really!Xiaobao hit it off again.

After Lu Siyu drank tea with his master, he didn't bother her and Xiaobao again.Somehow, they talked about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.Hearing that Murong Tianyu was proficient in all kinds of calligraphy and painting, Lu Siyu raised the topic of calligraphy and painting skills.

Nangong Jiuge is also a lover of calligraphy and painting. When talking about calligraphy and painting, he immediately asks people to fetch brushes, ink and rice paper, and even impromptu, he writes and paints at the same time.It takes time to paint and write, and one afternoon passed without knowing it.

The head of Nangong had someone prepare a rich dinner to greet them, and also invited Fu Wanrong, Qiao Xueyan and Xiaobao to have dinner together.

After dinner, Lu Siyu said: "Mr. Murong is the head of the four masters, and this really deserves his reputation! Today I saw the calligraphy and painting of Mr. Murong and the head of Nangong. This son is really an eye-opener. I am lucky to have three lives! However, Qin Of the four great skills of chess, calligraphy and painting, only two of them have been seen, and I haven't seen Mr. Murong's piano and chess skills, which is a pity."

Shangguan Ziran said: "Last night, Mr. Murong's song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" made people mesmerized! There is no doubt about the superb piano skills. However, my junior sister and Xiaobao's piano skills are not at all No worse than Murong Tianyu."

Lu Siyu was very regretful and said with a joke: "It turned out that last night was so lively. If I missed last night, wouldn't it be an eternal hatred? If I had known, I should have come up last night. However, since Qin Yi missed it, then I would Can you have the honor to learn the chess skills of Mr. Murong?"

Murong Tianyu said humbly: "Don't dare to learn! Mr. Yu's painting and calligraphy just now is also a masterpiece! This chess skill, forget it. It's getting late, and I'm a little embarrassed to disturb the head of Nangong all afternoon."

(End of this chapter)