Chapter 123 The Best Choice

Xu Han thought about the matter between Mo Chen Zi and the little monk and frowned as he returned to the small porch window.

When she pushed open the door, she saw Song Yueming sitting in the courtyard with Qin Keqing bandaging his wounds.

Just now, he was grabbed by the little monk and used as a human flesh barrier. He suffered some injuries while struggling. Coincidentally, Qin Keqing was arranged to treat him.

"Brother Xu, you're back?" Seeing Xu Han arrive, Song Yueming stood up and said. His mind was simple, and he quickly recovered from his previous fear.

"Yes." Xu Han nodded and signaled for Song Yueming to sit down. At that time, Qin Keqing also gave him a look. However, her eyes were somewhat mixed with grief. Xu Han could not bear it, so he could only pretend to be calm and said, "Miss Qin is also here." He didn't dare to look up at him.

"Speaking of which, Brother Xu, what happened just now? You scared me." Song Yueming naturally couldn't see the difference between the two of them. He completely ignored his injuries and asked.

What he was referring to was naturally the abnormal state of Xu Han's demonic arm, but this matter was still too secret. Even though Xu Han knew that Song Yueming truly cared about him, he could not tell the truth. He could only perfunctorily say that it was caused by the relapse of an old disease.

Hearing this, Song Yueming was perfunctory. After all, Qin Keqing was a disciple of Xuanhe Peak. Hearing this, she took a step forward and subconsciously said, "Young Master Xu, why haven't you mentioned anything about your old illness? You can't be careless. If so…"

Halfway through, she lowered her voice. Previously, Xu Han had instructed her in the cultivation of the medical path. In terms of attainments in this field, Xu Han was far superior to her. Xu Han naturally understood what she understood.

Thinking of this, Qin Keqing's expression darkened, and she finally felt a little self-pity.

She was not as noble as Ye Hongjian, nor was she as talented as her. She really could not help Xu Han.

Seeing her like this, Xu Han couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't intentionally want to draw a line between him and Qin Keqing. It was really because his identity was too sensitive. The arrival of the little monk today had worsened Xu Han's thoughts.

He had never been an indecisive person. Since he understood that being with him was not good for Qin Keqing, he naturally would not give him any more hesitation. Therefore, he calmed down and said calmly, "Thank you Miss Qin for your concern. I have my own plans."

Once these words were spoken, the originally somewhat awkward atmosphere instantly became somewhat dull again.

Even Song Yueming smelled something wrong and kept quiet at that time.

Qin Keqing did not speak anymore. She silently bandaged up Song Yueming's wounds, then picked up the medicine chest and ran away with her head lowered.

But unfortunately, when she went out, Ye Hongjian and Fang Ziyu suddenly came back, and the three of them were unable to prevent a collision.

Qin Keqing, whose medicine boxes were scattered all over the ground, hurriedly lowered her head and picked up the medicine box on the ground. Song Yueming saw that she wanted to step forward to help, but was pulled by Xu Han. Only Ye Hongjian and Fang Ziyu could help tidy up the medicine box.

Qin Keqing, who had picked up the medicine chest, did not look back. She only thanked the two of them in a low voice and then turned around to leave.

He looked extremely miserable.

…

"Is this really good?"

After Qin Keqing walked away, Ye Hongjian, who had returned to the courtyard, looked at Xu Han, whose brows were almost knitted together. She stood beside him and asked softly.

Xu Han shook his head.

"At the very least, it's the best for her."

Song Yueming and Fang Ziyu, who were at the side, seemed to understand very well, but in the end, they were unable to participate in these matters, so they could only sit to the side silently.

…

After this incident, it was getting late, and Chu Chouli had done his duty to serve everyone a sumptuous dinner.

The people sitting around the stone table finally recovered from the previous incident and chatted with each other again.

With Song Yueming chatting and Fang Ziyu here, everyone quickly began to laugh and talk.

"Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum, who did that Mo… Mo come from?" As they chatted, they naturally couldn't help but talk about what had happened at the mountain gate today.

"Mo Chen Zi." Xu Han glanced at the greasy recipe fish and reminded him.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's that Mo Chen Zi. I think he's amazing. That demon monk is so powerful. Even his master is no match for him. Once he makes a move, the other party will flee." Fang Ziyu came to his senses and vividly described the grand occasion of today's battle to Ye Hongjian, who was unable to personally witness this scene because she was in seclusion at the manor gate.

"That's right, the Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum is really full of talented people. Back then, an ocean current caused the Great Zhou Empire to be in a state of turmoil. Today, a single Mo Chen's attack is the power of thunder." Song Yueming hurriedly echoed. When he mentioned Mo Chen Zi's sword strike today, his eyes lit up and he yearned for it. But very quickly, he frowned again. "I think that Meng Liang seems to have a very good relationship with Senior Mo. I wonder why a disciple from Mount Li would come together with the unborn guardian of the Mausoleum of the Sword. Senior Brother Chen, I wonder if you can defeat Young Hero Meng in the battle three days from now."

"Bah! Bah! Bah!" Just as he finished speaking, Fang Ziyu's face was filled with displeasure. "That Meng Liang is a shameless disciple. How could an idiot surnamed Chen lose to him!"

In Fang Ziyu's eyes, Chen Xuanji was an omnipotent person, but what about Meng Liang?

Fang Ziyu could not say, but she did not think that he would be Chen Xuanji's opponent. Chen Xuanji had always been an invincible existence.

Song Yueming didn't dare to quarrel with Fang Ziyu. He could only nod his head, but even so, Fang Ziyu was still very dissatisfied. He grabbed a chicken leg from the table and stuffed it into Song Yueming's mouth, firmly blocking his mouth.

"Eat your meal!" Then she said fiercely.

Song Yueming, stuffed with chicken drumsticks, was speechless and could only stammer and beg for mercy. This appearance was very funny, causing Xu Han and Ye Hongjian to burst into laughter.

…

In the blink of an eye, after dinner, Fang Ziyu and Song Yueming stood up and bid farewell.

Xu Han consciously tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, but Ye Hongjian did not go into the room to sleep as usual. Instead, she sat quietly at the stone table and watched Xu Han tidy up everything.

Eldest Young Miss Ye's smiling gaze made Xu Han very uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to face it.

When he lowered his head and tidied up everything, Ye Hongjian's voice rang out.

"Why don't you tell me why letting Qin Keqing leave is the best choice for her?" Ye Hongjian asked. At that time, her eyes narrowed as she looked at Xu Han with an unclear smile on her face.

"You can't be more clear about my relationship with the Tian Ce Mansion . I don't want to drag her down." Xu Han said in a deep voice.

"What about me? Aren't you afraid of implicating me?" Ye Hongjian turned around and asked, her tone carrying a hint of resentment.

Xu Han couldn't figure out what this young miss was thinking, so he didn't know how to answer.

Dong dong dong!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, breaking Xu Han's awkward predicament.

He didn't have time to think about who would come looking for him at this time, so he hurriedly walked to the courtyard gate and opened it.

However, when Xu Han saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, his body trembled and his expression was filled with astonishment.

"What? You don't welcome Martial Uncle?" The visitor smiled and asked.

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