Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

After finishing Eric's words, Meyer was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "I'm the young master of Wang Village! Grandpa Eric Yun's magical medical skills are among the best in China. As his grandson, you must be quite outstanding too, right? I believe you can help me recover! I have faith in you, Eric..."

Eric felt somewhat ashamed. His medical skills as the young master of the Medicine King Sect were not so outstanding, but his healing magic and internal skills were quite good, which should help Meyer.

To avoid giving the impression that his grandfather had not taught him well, he just smiled faintly and tacitly accepted Meyer's mistaken guess.

"Alright, let's not stand here and talk. Let's go back to the bedroom and continue there!" Merly, who was unwilling to be ignored, suddenly spoke, using some awkward Chinese to quote a Chinese idiom, "to have a candlelit chat!"

Eric shook his head slightly, correcting, "I think you mean 'candlelit chat', right?"

Merly seemed to realize her Chinese pronunciation was off and repeated it according to Eric's pronunciation, then waved to urge everyone back to the room.

Eric agreed with the suggestion, as he didn't feel comfortable holding his adoptive sister for too long. However, before returning to the bedroom, he still needed to act! Without any pretense, Eric bent down and lifted the Meyer sisters horizontally against his chest.

"Ah..." Meyer was slightly surprised, her face blushing. "What are you doing?"

"With your current condition, can you walk on your own?" Eric answered casually, striding along.

As they were about to leave the closed martial arts hall, which was similar to a basketball court, Meyer, who seemed to have just recovered from her embarrassment, suddenly struggled, "Put me down quickly..."

"What's wrong?" Eric was a little displeased. "If I put you down now, can you walk on your own?" Experience new tales on empire

"No, you, you put me down..." Meyer blushed, not knowing how to explain.

Merly timely intervened, "Brother, if you just carry my sister out like this, her dignified and stern image will be compromised. How will she manage the family in the future?"

"Is it that serious?"

Seeing Eric's incredulous look, Merly, unusually serious, said, "Brother, you don't know how difficult and obstructive it is for a young woman, especially a young woman, to control a large family!

Before the age of twelve, my sister's temperament was not like this!

At that time, she was very much like a traditional Chinese lady, gentle and elegant.

But since my parents passed away, for the sake of Broumell's family business, my sister had to change her temperament and bear this heavy burden.

For the knights and talents we train in our family, it's a bit easier, but for those wandering knights and hired managerial talents, without authority and sternness, how can she control them..."

Eric understood. He understood the hardship of a woman who had a gentle nature being forced to act like a strong woman. He tightened his hold on Meyer's hands.

Meyer smiled shyly and said softly, "Eric, please put me down..."

Eric nodded silently and put her down as she requested, but he didn't let go completely, still holding one of her delicate hands firmly.

"Meyer..." Meyer was puzzled.

"With your current condition, relying solely on willpower, you won't be able to move freely!"

Eric smiled faintly, looking into Meyer's eyes, and said, "Let me help you..."

Perhaps because Merly had pointed it out, Meyer couldn't bring herself to meet Eric's eyes. She turned her head slightly and asked softly, "How do you want to help?"

Eric smiled without saying a word and directly transmitted his internal energy into Meyer's body.

Eric's internal energy was extraordinary, mostly derived from the sarira of the Buddha.

Although it had been refined by his chaotic system, it was quite easy to convert it back into "vital energy".

Being nourished by Eric's internal energy, Meyer felt very comfortable now. Wherever the warm flow passed, it revitalized her. Her limbs, which had been weak and painful, were now full of strength.

If not for her still lacking mental energy, Meyer would have thought she was completely recovered.

"Wow, it's all better now? Could this be the wonders of internal energy?" Merly couldn't help but comment.

"Although our internal energy is indeed amazing, it's impossible to completely cure the aftereffects of overexertion with just one go!"

Eric shook his head. "This method is only temporary. Once I stop transmitting internal energy, you will revert to your original state!"

"This is already very good..." Meyer hadn't finished speaking when Merly interjected, "If we just walk out hand in hand like this, will people misunderstand our relationship?"

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Meyer was unsure.

"Between siblings, holding hands should be normal, right?"

"Normal?" Merly smiled oddly. "Do siblings in their twenties hold hands and are reluctant to let go when they first meet? Besides, my sister is known as the cold and aloof Ice Beauty..."

Meyer seemed a bit at a loss for words.

"Why care so much?" Eric smiled indifferently.

"Regardless of whether someone is bored enough to speculate about our relationship, even if there is a misunderstanding, it would be much better than ruining our image, wouldn't it?"

Meyer nodded deeply, determined, tightly holding Eric's hand, and opening the door.

The four Silver Knights on guard duty outside the door saw Eric and Meyer, bowed respectfully, and said, "Greetings, Lady and Young Master."

Because of Merly's remarks, Meyer paid close attention to the expressions of the Silver Knights, and this sensitive observation led her to notice something wrong with her four subordinates.

The four Silver Knights, bowing, did not lower their eyes as expected but subtly focused on the hands that Eric and Meyer were holding.

Their expressions were quite complex, showing doubt, disappointment, surprise, and even joy.

Meyer's heart inexplicably panicked. After returning the greeting, she quickly "escaped" with Eric.

Along the way, they encountered several groups of knights and attendants. From their faces, Meyer could clearly sense the same emotional changes as the four Silver Knights.

This made her somewhat uncontrollable, and she almost flew back to the bedroom.

Seeing Meyer leaning against the door, slightly panting, Eric couldn't help but smile. "Why so flustered?"

"Yeah, sis," Merly teased, "you're really not yourself, your heart is beating so fast..."

Eric felt that Merly seemed to be teasing him, so he quickly asked, "Why did you only come out to talk now? Were you sleeping all the way?"

"Who was sleeping?" Merly gave Eric a look and snorted, "In the entire Broumell family, only seven people know that my sister and I are one. Naturally, I can't reveal secrets..."

Eric was slightly stunned, feeling somewhat sympathetic. He said, "So you rarely get the chance to come out and move around?"

"Not really!" Merly shook her head. "Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday are my free time. My sister won't interfere!"

"Oh?"

"Yes," Meyer added, "we have agreed that Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are under my complete control, while Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays are Merly's private time, which I won't interfere with. Because I have more things to deal with, Sundays are also mine..."

Noticing that both Meyer and Merly were very calm, Eric sighed softly and asked, "Merly, what do you usually do?"

"I'm studying fashion design!" Merly lifted her head high, looking quite proud.

Seeing her strike such a pose, Eric couldn't help but joke, "It seems like you're very talented~~"

"Of course! The 'Oriental Charm' series I designed for men and women has received endless praise from my mentor! She even promised that if I make the clothes and find the right models, she will recommend me to participate in the Milan Fashion Week!"

At this point, Merly's face suddenly darkened, her voice turning cold, "But when I sought help from someone, not only did he not lend a hand, but he also spoke harshly to me..."

Eric was taken aback and said with a wry smile, "Were you pestering me the other day because you wanted me to be the model for your 'Oriental Charm' series?"

"Exactly!" Merly's eyes lit up. "Brother, how about it, come help your sister?"

"What a joke! You want me to be a model?" Eric shook his head firmly.

Unexpectedly, Meyer would advise Merly on her "absurd" request. "Eric, if you're willing, help Merly, please!"

Eric raised an eyebrow slightly. "It seems like you indulge her a lot?"

Meyer's face showed a melancholic smile. "This body is shared between Merly and me, but I practiced the family's secret combat energy without her consent, which means she won't live past fifty..."

"Sis, don't say that. I don't blame you. I know you're also trying to maintain our Broumell family..."

Seeing this scene, Eric felt heavy in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Alright, Merly needs a model, and I'll help her find one. Meyer, you don't have to worry about it! The most important thing now is to treat your sequelae..."

"That's right, little brother, how long will it take you to cure sister?"

"About half a month..."