Male God, a Little Su

Living in this world, who can be free from illness?

At this time, Su Yan cured a disease that even the imperial physician could not do anything about. One can imagine how many noble families she will be the guest of honor in the future.

"Huh? Leave her alone?"

The housekeeper was puzzled.

"Well, let her go as she pleases. You go to the warehouse and pick up some good things, and send them to Xiao Langjun and the third young master."

"Yes, the servant will do it now."

The housekeeper murmured to himself, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, Master Hou's change was too fast.

What the hell happened?

*

"What?!"

The main courtyard of the Hou Mansion.

The husband, Han, slapped it on the table, and he stood up.

His face was full of anger, he was over forty years old, and when he got angry, the veins on his face protruded, making him look particularly ferocious and frightening. In particular, he also likes to put powder on his face, and when he gets angry, the powder on his face will rustle down.

"You said that Lord Hou not only allowed that Su Yan to move about in the Hou's mansion, but also asked the housekeeper to take a lot of good things from the warehouse and give them to the pair of sluts?"

"Yes, yes, the servants have seen it with their own eyes."

"Bitch! Hu Meizi!"

Han Shi took a deep breath, wishing he could eat Xiao Langjun's flesh raw. Ever since he entered the mansion, he not only took away all of Hou Ye's attention, but also made Hou Ye not want to see him anymore.

There used to be many concubines in the mansion, but after Mrs. Xiao came, Lan Qin actually dismissed a whole yard of concubines for him, just to please him.

How does this make Han's anger?

He thought that the last time he got his only son out and married a gangster, it would definitely piss him off.

In the end, Lanqin brought him back in the blink of an eye.

What's going on now?

*

At this time, in Lan Huaixu's courtyard, he was not interested in the precious silks and satins and all kinds of precious jewelry in front of him at all, but asked happily, "You said mother allowed her to walk around in the Hou's mansion? What about her?" where are you now?"

Seeing Lan Huaixu so happy, the servant smiled secretly, "Don't worry, Third Young Master, she should already be on her way here."

Lan Huaixu hadn't seen Su Yan for several days, and she was thinking hard.

He walked out while talking, "I'll go and have a look."

"Look at what?"

Before anyone saw the sound, a tall and slender figure came in, wasn't it the person he had been thinking about day and night?

"I... didn't find anything..."

When he saw someone, he felt uncomfortable instead, and he was too embarrassed to let Su Yan know those words.

"Miss me?"

But Su Yan knew it well, she curled her lips and leaned towards his chin, her eyes sparkling.

"Not at all!" Lan Huaixu patted her hand off uncomfortably, signaling her to calm down, there are others around.

"Oh? Then I'm so sad. It turns out that I ran over, but people didn't want me, so why should I?" Su Yan sighed with a bitter face, "Oh... and my hand, which beat me It really hurts..."

"real or fake?"

Lan Huaixu was dubious, took her hand distressedly and looked around.

There is not even a red mark, he is obviously very careful.

"Yeah, it really hurts, it hurts so much!"

Su Yan leaned on his shoulder pretending to be weak, and acted softly, the servants in the room couldn't help laughing.

Lan Huaixu was extremely uncomfortable, his ears turned red, and he was reluctant to push Su Yan away.

He could only forcefully gather his mind, "Go down first, I will call you if something happens."

After calling the person away, he felt much more at ease.

"Then what should I do, how about I...I'll blow it up for you?"