"Sister Ling, now is not the time for you to get married! You must cure your uncle's illness first!"

At Nanke's reminder, Sima Ling quickly calmed down and went downstairs to pull his father out of the workshop. ◎,

"Dad, stop working! You see, your room is covered with dust! Haven't you noticed that there is something wrong with your lungs?"

Sima Junyan's sound insulation studio is narrow and dark, and the space is occupied by sculptures and sculpture tools. Whenever Dingdangdang works, waves of dust will rise. It is really full of fairy clouds and mists. I don't know what year it will be.

Someone has long advised Sima Junyan to wear a mask, but he insisted that wearing a mask is disrespectful to his art, which creates a barrier between himself and his art. He also refused to use "high-tech sculpture materials" that produce less dust, believing that there is a lack of "historical heaviness". In short, outstanding sculptors are so willful.

"Xiao Ling, who asked you to come in? I really should lock the door!" Sima Junyan, who was inspecting the statue in the studio, looked at his daughter without a good look. As long as he was disturbed in the studio, he would basically get angry. Today, his attitude towards his daughter is still open-minded.

"Ha? I'm still illegal when I come in to find my father?" Sima Ling reached out and grabbed his father's wrist, "Go out with me!"

"Why?" Sima Junyan pulled the stone statues in the opposite direction. He often carried stone statues, his arms were thick and strong, and his daughter was pulled by him and almost fell down.

Sima Ling bit her silver teeth and subconsciously wanted to use the magic of the black ring to pull her father away, but after thinking about it carefully, she endured it again.

"Dad, come with me to the hospital! Your lungs have problems! You will die if you don't go to see a doctor!"

"Nonsense!" Sima Junyan was stubborn, "I stayed in the studio for several months and never coughed! Which scammer in the martial arts world told you that I have lung disease? He wanted to come and cheat our family's money!"

Sima Ling thought to himself: Xiaonan is the liar you mentioned. If he wants to cheat us of money, it will take so much trouble? Wouldn't he just agree to the marriage with me?

Nan Ke also walked outside the studio at this time. He carefully poked half of his head through the crack in the door and advised Sima Junyan:

"Uncle, please come with us to the hospital! I remember that there is also a private doctor in your house, right? You can just go to his place and scan it with your equipment!"

"No! I'm not sick! I want to do my art!" Sima Junyan couldn't help it. If it were someone else who had his reputation and status in the art world, he would probably hire a gunman to work for him and enjoy his life on his past credit book. But he would rather die than leave the front line of work.

No matter how the two of them persuaded Sima Junyan, they refused to agree. Nan Ke frowned and had to say, "Uncle, don't you want me to marry Sister Ling? No matter how I think about it, I think it's too early. But if you are willing to go to the hospital for a lung examination and then have no problems, then I will go to France to marry Sister Ling immediately! At least I can get engaged!"

As soon as these words came out, Sima Ling was stunned for the first time. The blonde girl blushed and she wanted to find a gap between two statues in the studio to get in.

Although she knew that this was a strategy to let her father go to see a doctor, she still felt a mixed feeling of sweetness and fear in front of her.

"What? If I'm not sick, would you get engaged to Xiaoling?" Sima Junyan smiled, "You are almost 18 years old now. You are not satisfied with the marriage age when you go to France, but you can get engaged... Don't fool me! Otherwise, even if I don't settle the score with you, wait for your second master to come back, and see how he deals with you!"

Nan Ke nodded quickly. Sima Ling's grandfather and his grandfather were old comrades-in-arms, and they were like brothers and even looked a little similar. They were so kind to Nan Ke that they were just like their own grandsons. In Nan Ke's heart, the image of the second master and the image of his grandfather were combined to a certain extent.

(The second master always hopes that Sister Ling and I will be with me. If he hears that I promised to get engaged to Sister Ling and regret it, he will definitely be very angry, right?)

"Let's go! Let's go! Don't go to the private doctor, go to the big hospital! Xiao Nan will not question the examination results!"

Sima Junyan left as soon as he said that, stepped out of the studio and went to the lobby on the first floor to find his own replacement clothes.

Seeing that his uncle's movements were fast and steady, and he was indeed not like a patient, Nanke couldn't help but feel pounding in his heart and said to himself: Crow, don't cheat me! Although I don't want my uncle to be sick, nor do I think it's a bad thing to get engaged to Sister Ling, but I can't spare you if you fool me!

However, when Sima Junyan took off the gray cloth clothes that looked like temporary workers, he was choked by the dust that was shaken off from it and coughed for a long time. He took a breath and immediately said without giving in:

"I mean... this is just an accident! I'm in good health! I... cough cough cough cough..."

"Anyway, go and see a doctor!" Sima Ling walked over from behind and helped his father put on the replacement coat.

Sima Junyan's cough sounded far away in the mansion. After hearing Huang Ye, who was patrolling outside, he walked into the house and stood in front of Sima Junyan and bowed slightly, "Is there anything I can serve?"

Huang Ye was wearing a pure black suit and wearing spotless white gloves on his right hand covering his chest. He looked more like a steward than a monarchy country who had just participated in the parade.

But this prince was very melancholy, and his attitude towards the world seemed to be a huge flaw.

Considering that his father may not have been staying in the studio recently, Sima Ling revised the law on Huang Ye's law to allow Huang Ye to appear in front of his father and to protect his life as much as possible.

"You..." Sima Junyan resisted the physiological reaction of wanting to cough, and pointed his hand at Huang Ye with a hostility, "You are the housekeeper Xiao Ling hired while I was away? Is it Huang Ye or what?"

"Wild Night." The second generation of dark demon god's posture remained unchanged and he replied calmly.

"Where is the surname Huang?" Sima Junyan snorted, "You are a pseudonym, right? Say! Where did you come from? What's your purpose to get close to my daughter!"

Huang Ye is so beautiful that Sima Junyan instinctively feels that he is a threat to Xiaonan and his daughter's marriage.

Nan Ke did not want to delay his uncle's visit to the doctor, so he quickly advised: "It's not strange that Huang's surname is! The hundreds of families clearly record: Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Zhou Wu and Zheng Wang, the universe is prehistoric..."

"Eh?" Sima Junyan was obsessed with sculpture art. The common sense of the hundred families was not very clear. Nan Ke suddenly said it, and he was confused.

"Wild Ye, go and drive!" Sima Ling ordered, "Take my father to the hospital, let's go together!"

Although Sima Ling can drive herself, she knows in her heart that she is not as good as driving at night, and she is particularly prone to "road rage" when she is irritated.

"Wait!" Sima Junyan pointed his hand at Huang Ye again and asked his daughter: "Does he usually act as a driver for you when you go to and from school? You and him are often the only ones in the car?"

Sima Ling Bingxue is smart, how could she not know what her father was worried about? So in order to dispel her father's concerns, she directly threw out a killer weapon:

"Dad, don't think about it. Huang Ye won't do anything to me. He is gay."

Sima Junyan: “…”

The Wilderness: “…”

Nanke: "…"

Everyone was silent for two or three seconds before Sima Junyan frowned and asked Huang Ye: "Are you really homosexual?"

Huang Ye wanted to refute, but Sima Ling focused his mental power on the black ring and tried his best to wink at him. Such a clear hint was like a silent law order.

"I...I'm gay."

Huang Ye squeezed out these words from his teeth in great pain, showing shame on his face and lowered his head.

However, Sima Ling did not let him go. The cruel Emperor raised the black ring again, forcing Huang Ye to completely eliminate his father's concerns.

"I...I don't like women! I have no idea about Miss Sima!" Huang Ye was controlled by the Emperor's law and had to bite the bullet and said, "I...I read bl novels every day! I like men!"

Seeing a pair of men hugging each other affectionately on the cover of "The Prince of Basketball" under Huang Ye, Sima Junyan seemed to have realized something and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, you go and drive."

Huang Ye just turned around, and Sima Junyan called him from behind and reminded him:

"Hey, you work for our Sima family. As long as you do your best, we will never treat you badly! But don't make a bad idea for our Xiaonan, do you know?"

Huang Ye nodded in confusion, and the melancholy value increased again. (To be continued...)

ps: Someone asked why the guest character "My Talent" voting list in the "Demonic Carving" in the scrap iron micro blog was in trouble. Isn't it said that the guest character cannot be pushed down?

To this, scrap iron needs to answer, first of all, is [popular voting list], and secondly, is [pushing voting list], firstly determine the role, and secondly decide to push it. What cannot be pushed down in the rules will only increase the role.

The role of the hamster is increased because of this. It is difficult to say whether it will be eaten.

Book friends [Sighing Self-Youth] and [Crazy Diner] both voted for the little hamsters, and they are really persistent in rodents...
Chapter completed!