Grandfather, he doesn't love the heroine and loves a stand-in [Transmigration Book]

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"Where are you from?" the leading disciple asked cautiously.

"I'm... a disciple of the pharmacy." Liang Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes.

The leading disciple looked Liang Xiaoxiao up and down, "Pharmaceutical? There is a celebration going on now, and everyone is in the main hall. Why are you still here?"

Liang Xiaoxiao put the medicine bottle in his cuff, and thought quickly, "It's not that there are too many disciples who have been practicing recently, and the golden sore medicine is not enough, and I am afraid that someone will come to take it, so I added a furnace of medicine specially. It's not the time, but Master sent me to start the furnace."

"Senior sister is right. Recently, I saw many disciples go down the mountain, and when I went to get the medicine today, the brother at the pharmacy said that the medicine for golden sores had not been released yet." A female disciple in the team echoed.

"Senior brother from the pill pharmacy? I'm afraid it's not your love brother." Another disciple joked.

The team was full of laughter in an instant, and the face of the leading disciple also eased a lot. Liang Xiaoxiao accompanied him with a smile, "Now I can go, I don't want to miss out on good food and wine."

"Wait, since meeting you is fate, and we happen to be short of a manpower, so you can help us. You also know that there are too many people in the celebration, and we are too busy."

As he spoke, he gave Liang Xiaoxiao a plate of snacks and a wine jug regardless of Liang Xiaoxiao's agreement, and pushed Liang Xiaoxiao into the team.

Liang Xiaoxiao had no choice but to quickly put down her things and leave in order not to arouse suspicion.

Fortunately, the hall was very lively. Everyone celebrated the day thousands of years ago when the demon ancestor, the source of all evil, was suppressed and chatted happily.

Liang Xiaoxiao lowered his head and dawdled. The disciple behind him noticed something was wrong and urged him in a low voice, "Hurry up, don't you see that there is no wine in the wine pot of the master?"

Ding Fucheng was sitting on the throne, and there was a low table in front of him. There were a lot of dishes on the low table. He was holding an exquisite wine glass, watching everyone talking and laughing with a smile.

But the seat next to him was empty, and Qin Jianglan was not there.

Liang Xiaoxiao turned around and let the disciple behind him to the front, but no matter how much he escaped, he had to face it. Liang Xiaoxiao nervously put the jug on the low table and turned around to leave, but Ding Fucheng still found out.

"Stop." The deep and stern voice was especially abrupt amid the laughter, and the hall immediately fell silent, "Turn around."

Liang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, turned around and saluted, "Good morning, Master."

"Hmph, it really is you." Ding Fucheng squeezed out two laughs from his nasal cavity, and put down his glass with a snap, "If you go back to the party privately during the punishment period, if you don't have a suitable reason, you should know the consequences."

At this moment, Liang Xiaoxiao, who had already been recognized by others, all cast playful eyes on her master Zhao Yancheng. Zhao Yancheng was so angry that his teeth were itching. What evil did he do to accept such an apprentice.

The Cangwu sect is the most shameless about stealing, so Liang Xiaoxiao can't say anything about it.

Just as he was hesitant to find a good reason, he heard a voice in the hall, "Welcome Master."

As soon as Liang Xiaoxiao looked up, Qin Jianglan walked over with a tired face.

Qin Jianglan lost her usual calmness, as if she had been relieved of her strength, and there was a sense of emptiness between her brows.

Even his footsteps were a little unsteady and he limped.

Qin Jianglan wasn't very surprised when she saw Liang Xiaoxiao appear, she didn't even feel disgusted, she just glanced at her lightly, then sat down, looked at the empty low table in front of her, and said, "Serve the wine."

Qin Jianglan, who had been lethargic for many days, had no extra strength and just wanted to drink a glass of wine.

Liang Xiaoxiao was taken aback, and subconsciously took the jug on Ding Fucheng's table. Qin Jianglan didn't care at all, "Fill it up."

With Ding Fucheng's complex expression and everyone's surprised eyes, Liang Xiaoxiao filled up the wine glass, and Qin Jianglan drank it in one gulp. The spicy wine entered his mouth, and Qin Jianglan felt that he was alive again.

"The master is busy recently, and I don't know when the master will come. I am afraid that the dishes will be cold, so I don't let anyone serve them." Qin Jianglan is more important than Liang Xiaoxiao. Ding Fucheng clapped his hands, and immediately a disciple put the dwarf The table is filled with all kinds of dim sum delicacies.

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