Doctor Concubine Jinghua

Chapter 289 How Do You Have His Portrait?
Yi Xiaoxiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered: "Narcissus, what are you talking about, did you hit your third brother like this?"

"Sister Xiaoxiao, don't feel bad. In this case, you have to cut through the mess quickly and hurt my third brother at once, so that he can give up on that Medusa. Otherwise, when will you have a chance? Listen I'm right, I'll do it when it's time to do it!" Wang Shuixian said.

Yi Xiaoxiao pursed her lips: "I'm worried that my cousin won't be able to bear it."

"My third brother is not as fragile as you think." Wang Shuixian waved his hand, and continued to say to the door of the study: "Third brother, in fact, you don't have to be so inferior. After all, there are heaven and man outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky. Dad taught us this since we were young, and the world is like this. There are many people who are better than us, even if I have a problem with that Medusa, but in all fairness, I admire her a lot. She can make such a big name on her own, and now it is only just now. Rise, give her a little more time, and she won't be able to go to heaven?"

"It's not that I'm belittling you, third brother, for such a powerful and talented woman. If you want to match her, you're really a little worse. You know Huangfuqi who pursued her. You're a little worse than him. Now The fiancé of the rightful owner is also here, his appearance and cultivation are all crushing your existence, third brother, what advantage do you have to compare with others? Listen to my sister's persuasion, and you should rest your mind."

Rao was Wang Yi, who was bruised all over her body by her heart-pounding words, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn girl, I don't treat you well, you actually help outsiders to deal with you like this!" elder brother?"

Outside the study, Wang Shuixian winked at Yi Xiaoxiao, and Yi Xiaoxiao also pursed her lips into a smile, which meant that she hadn't reached that level yet.

"Third brother, I still have a few top-ranking daughters in the altar. You used to worry about it, but now I'll send you off for the sake of your broken love. Get drunk and don't think about it when you wake up." There are too many, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why bother to love a single flower?" Wang Shuixian said.

"Get out, get out!" Wang Yi scolded.

After Wang Shuixian ordered her servants to carry wine in her yard, she dragged Yi Xiaoxiao to go out.

"Narcissus, where are you going?" Yi Xiaoxiao quickly grabbed her.

"Of course I went to the restaurant to ask about the situation, but I want to see who is that Nine Kings of the Great Wilderness who can hurt my third brother like this!" Wang Shuixian snorted and asked, "Sister Xiaoxiao, don't you want to go with me?" ?”

Yi Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "I won't go for now, my cousin needs me here."

Wang Shuixian didn't force it, and said: "That's fine, you take good care of my third brother."

After finishing speaking, she led people out of Wang's house by herself, and came to their Wang's restaurant: "Did that fiancé of Medusa come here today? What does he look like? Bring me his portrait!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant did not dare to delay if the young lady came in person, but for all the strangers who came to eat in the Wang's restaurant, the Wang family would draw a portrait in private for their records.

This outsider does not know, but because of this habit, the Wang family is also the leader in collecting intelligence.

Soon, the portrait will be sent up.

"Open it, Miss Ben wants to see what kind of magic it is." Wang Shuixian picked up the Lingju tea and snorted.

The shopkeeper should be, and then slowly opened the scroll, showing the tall and majestic figure of the man in the painting and the familiar facial features in front of Wang Shuixian.

"puff!"

Wang Shuixian spit out the sip of spirit chrysanthemum tea just after he drank it, but he didn't care about anything else. He stood up from his seat, stared at the portrait with wide eyes, and said urgently: "Why do you have his portrait? He is now where?!"

(End of this chapter)