Chapter 93 - Who Are You

One hour had passed.

Luo Qianqian asked Feng Qing to get her some snacks from the shops outside while she was waiting listlessly in the front yard.

She saved some for the old man as well, she thought the old man must be starving.

“Hmm, how I wish I could have some wine.” Luo Qianqian murmured.

Hearing that, Feng Qing failed to manage his composure, “Your Highness, I won’t let you drink again, not on my watch.”

Feng Qing’s heart was still fluttering with fear thinking about last time when Luo Qianqian got drunk and what she had done in her cups.

Little had Feng Qing expected Luo Qianqian would be drunk soon, and it was even harder to talk sense to her now that she was a martial arts cultivator.

However, that was part of a story to be recounted later.

Luo Qianqian kept wandering in the front yard and the herbal medicine shop to keep herself entertained.

Two figures showed up in the front yard when she was resting under a tree.

Luo Qianqian’s eyes lit up when she saw the two figures, the two beautiful men made a beautiful picture.

Needless to say, Lin Zimo was an elegant young man. Sometimes Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but wonder what would the real Luo Qianqian do , would she pick Murong Yun or Lin Zimo. But she knew she couldn’t be capricious or kept giving Lin Zimo false hope now that things had changed, she and Murong Yun were engaged and they shared mutual affinity.

The person who stood right next to Lin Zimo was a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face was even prettier than a girl’s.

He was so pretty that you might question whether he was a boy or a girl, he looked like he was related to Luo Qianqian who was now in menswear. It was hard to not stare at them.

What distinguished this young man from Luo Qianqian was his eyes, he looked like he was haunted by a mood of melancholy while Luo Qianqian’s eyes were always sparkling with hope and energy.

‘Who is this boy?’ Luo Qianqian was dying to find out who this beauty was, it was so hard for her to suppress the impulse to scream out, ‘Gee, what a pretty boy you are!’

‘Hmm, could he be Lin Zimo’s friend or employee?’ Luo Qianqian wondered.

‘Haha, I don’t mind coming here more often, getting to know more pretty boys, why not?’ Luo Qianqian grinned.

She wanted to be friends with this pretty boy, somehow she felt an abnormal intimate feeling for this unknown young man and she wanted to get to know him more.

It took her a while to realize there was someone missing, “Shoot, Doctor Lin, where is the elder I brought you, is he all right?”

“Miss Luo, do you want to take a closer look?” Doctor Lin smiled.

Luo Qianqian was confused, ‘Take a closer look of who? Of you? Of this young man?’

Luo Qianqian panicked, ‘was Lin Zimo saying the young man was an old friend of ours?’

She closed her eyes and searched both her and the real Luo Qianqian’s memory, she got nothing, she was confident that she had never met this young man before.

Feng Qing looked the young man up and down, he was pretty sure he had met this young man before, not because he had recognized this face but because he had felt a familiar aura from the young man.

Cultivators could recognize people by their aura.

“He is the elder you asked me to take care of.” seeing Luo Qianqian’s reactions, Lin Zimo explained this to her.

Lin Zimo arranged a medicated bath for the ‘old man’, on one hand the ‘old man’ could get freshen up and on the other hand it was good for his wounds.

Lin Zimo found this ‘old man’ was actually a very young man, the hunchback was fake and the wrinkled face turned out to be makeup, the gray hair too.

Lin Zimo didn’t freak out or confront him for he was brought by Luo Qianqian, he decided to treat this young man with courtesy.

Lin Zimo took the young man’s pulse only to find he was poisoned too, there was a strong poison running in his body, inhibiting his Internal Chi. Lin Zimo also felt the young man was a strong martial cultivator before he was poisoned.

Lin Zimo felt so sorry for this young man, he could have been a great martial arts cultivar if not for this poison.

‘Who is so cold-hearted and has poisoned such a young boy? Sworn enemy? Or is this an accident? Or side effect from some sinister martial arts moves?’ Lin Zimo couldn’t fathom a reason for this tragedy.

Lin Zimo didn’t purse this matter further for he didn’t want to make this young boy feel uncomfortable.

But he decided he needed to remind Luo Qianqian before she talked to this young boy.

Hearing what Lin Zimo whispered at her ear, Luo Qianqian was so surprised that she fell from her chair.

“Ouch!” Luo Qianqian cried out.

Two pairs of hands, no, two and a half of hands to be accurate reached out to help her.

Lin Zimo, Feng Qing both reached their hands of course, and the young boy reached his hands but he stopped halfway.

“I’m all right, hehe, the chair is too slippery.” Luo Qianqian forced a smile and acted like nothing had happened.

“Hey, look at you, you are not an ole man!” she grinned and looked at the young man in the eye.

The man lowered his head and nodded his head.

Feng Qing frowned, ‘Who is this person, why did he disguised himself as an old man and was it a pure coincidence that Her Highness met him and rescued him?’

Luo Qianqian chuckled and she tapped him on the shoulder, “You are a shy boy, aren’t you?”

“Why did you disguised yourself as an old man? And why are you covered with scars and bruises?” Luo Qianqian asked with concern.

The young man pressed his lips, he took a look at Lin Zimo and then he took a look at Feng Qing.

Luo Qianqian knew he felt scared, she waved at him and signaled him to sit next to her, “Come sit, we are all nice people and we won’t hurt you.”

“I… …” the young man opened his mouth, but it looked like he was having a hard time trying to speak.

“What’s your name?” Lin Zimo asked.

The young man just lowered his head and clenched his fists, he didn’t answer.

Lin Zimo frowned, he wasn’t sure whether it was a good idea that Luo Qianqian had rescued him.