Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 282: The Rough Man from Medicine King Valley

Her appearance interrupted the words that Little Traitor was about to say: Early May, beside Yanming Lake, there will be a Young Master Qingyi strategic game exhibition match. You can take Ming Yan there for a try.

Ah Tao and Xiao Ah Zhi looked a bit nervous, acting sneakily ~

Laughing it off to emphasize that there’s nothing wrong.

Xiao Ah Zhi got up to tidy her appearance, finding various things to do to avoid being figured out by the protagonist!

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Qingqiu Courtyard.

Two men were talking rapidly ~

A rough man dressed in a green cross-collar robe embroidered with twelve orchids, black boots, and a white belt at his waist with a round green jade pendant. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with a strong build and a beard-stubbled face.

"Where’s my patient? Urging me to come so urgently, haven’t I come nonstop, yet the patient is not in front of you."

The rough man’s voice was a bit impatient, matching his appearance ~

Pei Wanmu: "..."

This guy only entered the city after dark, using Qinggong to reach Qingqiu Courtyard. The night was getting darker, almost close to the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), with high winds on a moonlit night ~

Could it be the time to call people now?

Yet the other person still knew nothing, acting with a temper, looking as if others owed him a lot of Silver.

His name is Wu Canyang, sounding like a Martial Artist, and looking like a Martial Artist. No, more like a brute...

Yet he is the senior disciple of Medicine King Valley, having fully inherited the teachings of the Medicine King.

The Medicine King and the Old State Preceptor from Dragon Tiger Mountain are old friends, often visiting, sparring, drinking, and traveling together...

A perfectly inseparable pair of good buds.

This is how Wu Canyang and Pei Wanmu became acquainted.

One is straightforward and irritable, tall and strong, muscular, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a scruffy beard that has grown somewhat and isn’t shaved, looking just like a brute ~

This image, standing on the street with a few underlings beside him ~

Claiming to be the leader of a bandit gang, no one would doubt it...

The other is a modest gentleman, born with beautiful eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes, pupil gleaming with smile, charming and heroic, graceful and elegant, with a voice gentle as the evening breeze.

The contrast is so vast, like heaven and earth apart.

The rough man can’t stand his scholarly demeanor, impatiently opened his mouth: "Are you mute? How many letters told me to come and treat a patient, or else I’d still be immersed in my warm nest and no one could move me."

The State Preceptor helplessly rubbed his forehead, this rascal with lustful nature, hasn’t changed one bit over the past two years...

No. Can’t say hasn’t changed.

Just becoming even more excessive...

"Come again tomorrow noon, the person has already slept now. It’s not good to disturb a lady, the symptom is related to the eyes, viewing at night might cause mistakes, it’s not convenient either."

Wu Canyang rolled his big eyes at him, straightforwardly opened mouth with lewd humor: "Alright, I’ll come again tomorrow noon. What’s this person to you? Calling them lady, have you finally come to your senses? I suggested earlier taking you to the brothel to get rid of your virginity, you refused to go with me, now have you changed your mind, touched the lady have you?"

The Little Princess’s hands are as smooth as lily roots, her neck as slender as a silkworm, teeth as white as gourds, forehead like calyx eyebrows, innocent and pure, like a budding lotus in water, her dust-free appearance imprinted in Pei Wanmu’s mind.

Pei Wanmu’s face turned cold, rebuking: "She’s only eight years old, just a little girl, don’t spout nonsense here. Besides, she’s the Thirteenth Princess of the present dynasty, you cannot be disrespectful, just treat her eyes well, no more words."

The State Preceptor got angry.

Don’t know when it started, can’t tolerate anyone slandering that adorable Little Princess ~

Wu Canyang wasn’t afraid of him, still maintaining that straightforward demeanor.