Forgotten Legend Of The Bloodied Flower

Chapter 92 - Are You Worried?

Long Qian Xing narrowed his eyes. "Do they really say that?"

Since when was Nan Luo this sharp?

"Yes, Young Master."

Since that was the case, Long Qian Xing nodded. "In that case, bring them inside."

"Yes, Young Master."

The servant led Nan Luo and Nan Hua inside. Their two servants were following from a considerable distance to make sure that they didn't disturb these two in the slightest bit.

Nan Hua's eyes landed on the basin as her keen smell recognized the herbs being used. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she could sense that they were purging the poison while also giving him some antidote.

"First Young Master Nan, First Young Miss Nan, my apologies for my inability to welcome you in better condition," Long Qian Xing immediately apologized.

"It's not your fault, Young Master Long." Nan Luo cupped his fist. His gaze towards Long Qian Xing was obviously still filled with dissatisfaction and also annoyance. How could he act kind towards someone who was aiming to steal his twin sister?

Long Qian Xing naturally knew that Nan Luo disliked him because of Nan Hua, so he never paid much heed. In his opinion, it was rather cute for these two siblings to act this way just because he was her fiancé.

The concept of fiancé in the future was similar but it was naturally more open and not like here where it was so rigid.

"May I ask the reason for you to come here, First Young Master Nan?"

"I come because my sister is worried about you." Nan Luo looked at Nan Hua, who had walked towards the herbs. He really wanted to remind his twin sister to at least greeted the young master first.

Why did she walk towards the herbs directly?

"First Young Miss Nan?" Long Qian Xing noticed that Nan Hua was holding the herbs. "There's no need to worry, I'll be...umph!"

Nan Hua used her hand to shove one of the herbs that was prepared there to Long Qian Xing's mouth. At the age of 13, Long Qian Xing was only slightly taller than her. After all, boys grew up later than girls, so Long Qian Xing's height hadn't had much increase. It was not hard for her to shove the herbs to his mouth.

"Young Master!" The attendant was stunned.

But Long Qian Xing raised his other hand to stop him. He was looking at Nan Hua with both curiosity and confusion.

"Eating it is faster than soaking." U//ppTodat𝒆d fr/𝒐/m nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)\/m

Long Qian Xing really wanted to say that he had some immunity, so it was fine for him to just soak in medicine. But seeing Nan Hua's dark obsidian eyes, he swallowed the herbs. It tasted bitter and smell foul, but Long Qian Xing's expression didn't change in the slightest bit.

Rather, it looked as if he had gotten used to something like that.

"Hua'er, at least greet him first," Nan Luo reminded helplessly. "My apologies for my sister's rudeness, Young Master Long."

Despite apologizing, Nan Luo's tone was clearly filled with dissatisfaction. He was currently feeling annoyed to see Nan Hua directly fed Long Qian Xing with a precious herb. Her hand was touching his mouth!

Curse that Long Qian Xing!

Nan Luo was really itching to cut Long Qian Xing into pieces because he was staying so close to his twin sister.

"It's fine." Long Qian Xing could sense that the numbness had disappeared. It seemed that eating was indeed faster than just soaking. He lifted his hand from the basin and then turned to look at the steward. "Clean this up."