The First-Class Medical Princess

In Lu Yuan's life as a prime minister, he has never seen any kind of person, but just a person who should have been forgotten, and then suddenly appeared in front of you caused a lot of things.

At this time, Su Yunchu was naturally in Shuiyunjian, not knowing that he was already missed by the Lu family and his son, so he just leaned on a soft couch, reading the local chronicles of Daxin with great interest.

Fuling was talking with Yuzhu about what happened in the capital, "Yuzhu, tell me, who hurt Lu Lu? Is he really useless? It seems that when I saw the second lady, I already I'm going to call off the engagement."

Yuzhu glanced at her, "How do I know this?"

But Fu Ling looked at her, "Could it be that you did it?" Fu Ling knew what happened on the mountain behind Shangyuan Temple that day.

Yu Zhu was a little annoyed, "I told you, he did that before I really had time to do it."

But Fu Ling said, "Could it be that Ying Li did it?"

Yingli's faint voice came from the air, "If I did it, I would kill him directly!" There was no lack of sternness in his tone.

Fu Ling shuddered, and looked at Su Yunchu, "Miss, who do you think did it?"

Su Yunchu raised his head from the scroll, "He should be a person with good skills."

This...is no different from saying nothing, Fu Ling pouted.

Several people in the room were talking leisurely.

Unexpectedly, some lively voices came from outside.

Su Yunchu was puzzled, and looked up at Fu Ling, but Fu Ling didn't care much, "The Mid-Autumn Festival just passed, and the old lady said that she would invite a Taoist priest to check the Feng Shui in the mansion. It must be today."

Su Yunchu nodded to show that she understood. She was really not keen on things like Feng Shui, but seeing the sound getting closer and closer, as if it seemed to enter the space between the water and clouds, she had to frown and get up, and went out to have a look.

He had just left the house, and a group of people had already poured into Shuiyunjian. The first one was a middle-aged Taoist priest in Taoist robes, holding a fly whisk in one hand and a compass in the other. There was movement in the front yard.

Su Yunchu's complexion was a little bad. Without her consent, these people casually broke into her place. They really didn't pay attention to her, and immediately looked at Jin Ling and Jin Yu. Jin Ling looked away a little guilty, Jin Yu is not too afraid of Su Yunchu. Back then, she was also a member of the Yuan family, and people in the mansion were more or less polite to her, but when it came to Su Yunchu's side, she couldn't even be a first-class maid!

Therefore, she did not avoid Su Yunchu's eyes. Instead, she walked forward and said to Su Yunchu, "Miss San, today, the old lady invited Master Daoyuan to come to the mansion to look at Feng Shui, and now she sees Shui Yunjian." Here, the slaves opened the door to let the mage in.

Su Yunchu just glanced at her indifferently, then walked towards Master Daoyuan, and at this time Master Daoyuan was already standing in the middle of the front yard of Shuiyunjian, frowning and looking at the main house of Shuiyunjian, holding his whisk He stroked his beard with his right arm, his face solemn.

Yuanshi looked at Master Daoyuan worriedly, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Su Yiran also had a worried look on his face, "This is the courtyard of the third sister. It has been so many years, and I have seen it in previous years, and there has never been any problem. Is it different this year?"

Su Yiyan also leaned forward, "Is it true that the courtyard of the third sister is a place with bad Fengshui in the mansion?"

Seeing this formation, Su Yunchu took another look at his own sunny yard, walked up, and looked at Daoyuan with a smile on his face, "Master, did you see any clues? Could it be that my yard really has bad feng shui?"