Chapter 1017: How Many Times Have You Vomited Blood

By the time he finished his tea, Leng Shuqing and Leng Muling's complexions also didn't look too good.

Both of them were pulling at their handkerchiefs together.

They were beaten and left with nothing to say.

As Zhuo Junli had said, they were indeed outstanding in looks but not stunning beauties who could topple empires, and though proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, they weren't unmatched. As for medicine and business... these two areas were completely foreign to them.

Looking at their disheartened faces, Zhuo Junli chuckled, "So, it's not that I underestimate you; it's that in life, one should set realistic goals. If you can't compare to Su Yingxue, don't try. Putting aside our new emperor, there are plenty of crown princes and young masters in Jiang Du City for you to choose from!"

"Uncle has taught us well, and we've taken it to heart," Leng Shuqing said, bowing slightly with a sincerely convinced attitude.