Long Live the Spoiled Wife: The Enchanting Evil Lord and His Heaven-Defying Consort
Chapter 3: Chapter 71: Acting Cute is Shameful, Ahhhh!
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Thinking this way, a hint of strangeness flickered in A-Chen's eyes...
"Who exactly are you?"
The old man didn't say much; he simply reached out and shook the bottle.
Seeing this, A-Chen turned his head. "Woman, give me ten taels of silver."
Feng Chuge stepped forward, looking at the disheveled old man, her brows knitting slightly.
Doesn't this man look nothing like a scammer?
How could such a coincidence exist?
"Xiao Chenchen... be careful, he might be a fraud..."
A-Chen lowered his eyes slightly. "He probably isn't a fraud."
Seeing A-Chen's persistence, Feng Chuge shook her head slightly. Fine, it was only ten taels of silver.
She couldn't go and hurt a child's fragile, young heart just for the sake of ten taels of silver...
There were certain truths she would explain to him slowly in the future.
"Zi Lan, get ten taels of silver."
Zi Lan had been somewhat reluctant at first; she was also convinced that this old man was a fraud.
Giving money to a scammer was worse than giving it to someone truly in need.
But since the Young Mistress had spoken, she could only take out the silver...
A-Chen handed the silver to the old man. A few glints of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he smiled. "Take one pill every full moon for three months, and you will surely see results."
With those words, the old man tucked the silver into his robes, turned around, and continued walking away with a staggering gait...
A-Chen took the medicine bottle. Looking at the bottle that emitted a translucent white glow, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts unknown.
Feng Chuge reached over and took the bottle for herself.
She opened the cap and lightly sniffed the medicine inside, a trace of abnormality appearing in her eyes.
This medicine... was actually extremely similar in formula to the medicine A-Chen had asked her to refine.
If there was a difference, it was only the addition of one other ingredient that she couldn't identify...
She looked at the departing old man in shock.
By this moment, the old man had already passed the corner, and his entire figure had completely vanished.
"He is not a fraud." A-Chen crossed his arms over his chest. His face held no other expression, and he simply spoke in a cool, indifferent tone.
Feng Chuge curled her lips into a smile and handed the medicine back to A-Chen.
"Xiao Chenchen, tell Sister, what exactly is this medicine for? And what did he mean by the 'Xiaoyao Spring-Returning Powder'... what is that?"
She had always felt that something was off about A-Chen, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.
Just now, it seemed that it was only after the old man mentioned the Xiaoyao Spring-Returning Powder that A-Chen had decided to buy this antidote.
A-Chen didn't say much, merely tucking the medicine into his robes. "You will know in the future..."
Having said that, A-Chen glanced at Feng Chuge again. "Woman, let's go back... I'm hungry, and I'm waiting for you to cook!!"
"Didn't you eat quite a lot at the banquet just now?" Feng Chuge's eye twitched as she asked.
"But I am hungry."
"Fine, it just so happens that Bi Luo went to find a new cook yesterday..."
Before Feng Chuge could finish, she was interrupted by A-Chen. "I only want to eat what you make..."
"..." Feng Chuge stumbled. "What I make isn't delicious."
A-Chen suddenly raised his head, his large eyes looking at Feng Chuge, a hint of misery flashing in his gaze—
"Feng Chuge... do you have the heart to see your Xiao Chenchen go hungry? Do you have the heart to see your Xiao Chenchen become thin and sallow from hunger? Do you have the heart to see..."
"Stop!!" Feng Chuge cut him off.
"I'll make it, alright..." Feng Chuge pulled at her lips helplessly.
A-Chen's innocent little eyes were the thing she found most unbearable...
Acting cute is shameful, ahhh!!