"She clearly has wound medicine, yet she lied to the second young Master, saying she didn't have any..." Li Rong'er's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction.
Xiao Qinghe glanced at her coldly, "Qingyue indeed doesn't have any healing medicine, she said no one in her family is injured and that I could prepare the wound medicine myself. Although she teaches me medicine, she never meddles with the medicine I prepare. When she said she didn't have healing medicine, it was because she truly didn't have any."
"It seems I misunderstood my wife..." Xiao Yishan's stern face flickered with a thread of guilt and then he thought about how his wife could stab him over such a trivial matter, which chilled his heart.
"Second brother..." Xiao Qinghe looked at him blandly, "you should probably stop calling Qingyue your wife, as she is serious. She really will take your life..."
"But..." His heart ached, "If I don't call her my wife, then I have lost her..."
