Lin Mansion.
Shi'an Court.
Today, Lin Xingzhi did not attend the court session and took three days off to deal with some trivial matters.
Study.
Bodyguard Bai Xuan knocked on the door gently: "Young Master, Miss Cui Xue from Lord's side has brought medicine."
"Hmm, come in."
A lukewarm voice came from inside the study room.
Getting the reply from inside, Bai Xuan clasped his fists and opened the door partially for Cui Xue, who was holding a bowl.
Cui Xue nodded and smiled, then she walked into the room with her slim waist, came to Lin Xingzhi's desk and bowed: "Eldest Young Master."
The man behind the desk was painting, his elegant and cold eyebrows showed no emotion, and his white clothes seemed pure, like a fallen immortal.
Despite coming every day, Cui Xue couldn't help but steal a few glances, thinking that having such a gentle, handsome man would be the greatest fortune in her life.
Only a pity, his life would be short-lived.
