Cheng Yuqi's face was still a little pale. Looking at the serious face of Zhan Longhou, he couldn't help but shuddered and felt a faint pain in his buttocks.
"Grandpa, don't you know what I'm going to do? I'm just going to Zhai Luoxuan's birthday party." Cheng Yuqi's narrow eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head to prevent Zhan Longhou from seeing the guilty expression on his face.
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Marquis Zhan Long focused his gaze on Cheng Yuqi's injuries and frowned, "Why are you still standing? You still think the injuries on your body are not severe enough? Sit down there!"
"Hey, okay."
A smile instantly appeared on Cheng Yuqi's face. He raised his head and looked at Zhan Longhou with a smile, "I know grandpa loves me."
Marquis Zhan Long looked at his useless grandson, rubbed his brows, sighed helplessly, and said slowly: "Does the injury on your body still hurt?"
"It hurts! It hurts me so much!"
Cheng Yuqi rolled his eyes and his face immediately wrinkled in pain.
Zhan Longhou looked at Cheng Yuqi speechlessly, and he knew that Cheng Yuqi was pretending. He said in disgust, "Okay, okay, stop pretending. Is that kid Qiong'er okay?"
The expression on Cheng Yuqi's face paused, and he returned to his normal expression with some embarrassment. When he heard that he was asking Hua Yuqiong again, he replied sourly: "He was seriously injured, and there was blood all over his body. Zhai Zilan and I thought
Go see him on a cloudy day."
"What? Covered in blood?!" Zhan Longhou's voice suddenly became louder, and he looked at Cheng Yuqi in shock.
Cheng Yuqi: "..."
Here we go again, here we go again.
I have never seen him care so much about his grandson.
Alas, what should I do if I suddenly want to beat up that guy Hua Yuqiong?
"Well, the whole body is covered in blood, and there are no wounds visible, but there is so much blood, so I thought the injury must be quite serious."
"Then go to the storehouse on a cloudy day to get some elixirs to see Qiong'er, and take the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum with you." Zhan Longhou gave instructions.
Cheng Yuqi: "..."
Grandpa, your grandson is here!
"Hey kid, what's that expression on your face? Qiong'er gave us those precious elixirs last time, and now you can't bear to part with a few of them?" Zhan Longhou looked at the expression on Cheng Yuqi's face,
Ye shouted.
"Hey - I didn't."
Hearing this, Cheng Yuqi quickly proved his innocence, "I also thought about taking the Ganoderma lucidum with me when I went, but I didn't expect grandpa to think so too."
He originally planned to steal the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum without his grandfather noticing, but to his surprise, his grandfather actually had the same idea as him.
Speaking of the elixir, Cheng Yuqi suddenly thought of the small porcelain bottle that Hua Yuqiong stuffed for him and Zhai Zilan, and immediately took it out of the Qiankun bag.
Marquis Zhan Long saw him mysteriously pulling out a small bottle from the Qiankun bag, and asked curiously: "What is that you got?"
"This is the elixir that Huayu Qiongsai gave me. He said it was useful for my injuries. If you didn't mention the elixir, I would have forgotten about it." Cheng Yuqi said, pulling out the cork of the small porcelain bottle.
He opened it, poured out the pill inside, and looked at it in his hand.
"Grandpa, tell me, did Hua Yuqiong have an alchemist as his disciple? Ordinary people would not be able to protect these precious elixirs in time, so he would just give them away as he was told."
Just by smelling the scent of the elixir, Cheng Yuqi felt that the pain in the wound on his body had eased a lot.
But he didn't notice that Zhan Longhou's old eyes were as big as bull's eyes, his lips under his beard were trembling slightly, and his face was staring at the small porcelain bottle in his hand with surprise and excitement.