Suddenly, the two looked nervous.

If the Seventh Prince knew that there was a man in the young lady's room, wouldn't the young lady's reputation be greatly damaged?

"Miss, Miss, she's already asleep!" Okra hurriedly stepped forward, walked up to Su Wenkang and whispered: "Miss today is a little tired of refining thunderbolts, I don't know if there is anything I need to convey to the Seventh Prince?" ”

Anyway, no matter what, she couldn't let the Seventh Prince into the house.

Su Wenkang saw the anxious appearance of okra, and then thought of Shangguan Xue'er's tired appearance during the day, and frowned, "Your young lady shouldn't be sick, right?" I'd better go in and have a look. ”

"No, no, no!" Xia Zhu also hurriedly ran forward, ignoring etiquette and stopped directly in front of Su Wenkang.

At this time, Su Wenkang confirmed the guess in his heart, could it be that Shangguan Xue'er was really sick?

If she hadn't been sick in order to make the thunderbolts, he felt guilty.

"Then I'll call a house doctor." Su Wenkang was about to give an order to the guards behind him.

Okra didn't expect Su Wenkang to be so persistent, she was so anxious that she pinched the corner of her clothes and thought about it, and said: "Seventh Prince, you are too worried, Miss She is a doctor, if she is uncomfortable, she will also diagnose and treat herself, not to mention that Miss She is really resting, if there is nothing else, please come back tomorrow for the Seventh Prince." ”

After speaking, the two of them directly pushed Su Wenkang out of the door.

Although Su Wenkang was puzzled, he had no choice but to leave.

Ji Mo, who was lying on the bed, heard that the outside door was quiet again, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly to hug Shangguan Xue'er tighter.

This night, although the cold wind was raging outside the window, it did not disturb the warm time of the two at all.

……

Three days later, when Shangguan Xue'er and Su Wenkang came to the Holy Courtyard accompanied by Ji Mo, she couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of her.

As the only spiritual master college recognized by the royal family, the Holy Courtyard is not only constantly creating talents, but also a casting ground for spiritual weapons.

Now she walks in the spirit room, and many of the dazzling spirit weapons are once only in legends.

"The Holy Courtyard has been in the East China Sea Continent for hundreds of years, and compared to the other Sanlu who have only been a few decades, the number of spiritual weapons in the East China Sea Continent is the largest and the most powerful." Su Wenkang introduced on the side.

Although he spoke in a calm tone at the moment, his heart was tormented.

Who the hell is the man standing next to Cher!

Why is he so oppressed in front of this man.

Moreover, he couldn't see through this man's true strength at all.

"Well, so-so." Ji Mo didn't think so, as the second prince of the Dragon Clan, he had seen countless artifacts, not to mention mere spiritual weapons.

Faced with Ji Mo's cold reaction, Shangguan Xue'er couldn't cry or laugh.

"Alright, it's important to get down to business." She approached Ji Mo and pinched his arm helplessly.

At least in front of others, he also has to give her some face, doesn't he?

Ji Mo touched the top of her head dotingly, and stopped at the right time.

Such an ambiguous scene seemed uncomfortable to Su Wenkang like a needle prick.

All this time, he didn't dare to face the cry in his heart, he thought he was sick, he thought he could be cured if he saw her.

However, when there was already another man standing beside her, he understood what that deep inner turmoil was.

Her smile touched his heart, but it was a pity that he understood too late.

"Listen to you." Ji Mo directly ignored the change in Su Wenkang's face, and directly took Shangguan Xue'er into his arms, declaring his possessiveness domineeringly.