For a young man in his prime, seeing such scenes could be a killer.
Xiao Liulang's throat went dry, he steadied himself and said solemnly, "It's nothing."
Having said that, he left with an empty medicine bowl, walking in an unusually measured manner.
Watching his hasty retreat, Gu Jiao murmured, "It seems he saw quite a bit."
Today, Xue Ningxiang was the one helping Gu Jiao apply her medicine.
The door was actually closed, but Xiao Liulang still felt uneasy looking at the shut door, so he decided to fetch some water from the village.
Halfway through her treatment, a knock sounded at the main entrance.
"I'll go check it out." Xue Ningxiang left Gu Jiao's room, covered her with the door, and opened the main door, asking the refined middle-aged man standing before her, "Who are you?"
Dean Li laughed, "I'm the Dean of Tianxiang Academy, my surname is Li. May I ask if this is Xiao Liulang's house?"