After leaving Baihua Building, it was already dark. At this time, the lights inside Baihua Building were bright and the flow of people began to increase. Zhao Yuan found that most of the people spending money in Baihua Building were some foreign businessmen and some underground escorts. Occasionally there were a few locals.
One, not many.
The east courtyard finished work early.
After Mr. Qi opened the door, he told Zhao Yuan to leave food in the kitchen.
Zhao Yuan went to the kitchen alone. The kitchen was quiet, with an oil lamp emitting a faint light. Sure enough, there was a sumptuous meal in the pot, which was covered with a pot lid. There was still some charcoal fire in the stove to warm it. He opened the pot.
Cover, it's steaming hot and the aroma is overflowing.
It seems that he has really become an idle member of the Wan family now.
Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly.
After eating, Zhao Yuan returned to the hut, lit the oil lamp, and found a pink paper butterfly on the bedside.
Seeing the paper butterfly, Zhao Yuan's blood flow suddenly accelerated and his heart was beating fast. He hadn't received a paper butterfly from Wan Ling'er for a long time. The last paper butterfly was at least half a month ago, and he only asked some questions.
Innocuous words.
Opening the letter inside the paper butterfly, Zhao Yuan felt extremely kind to Wan Ling'er's beautiful handwriting.
This letter is densely packed with thousands of words.
Wan Ling'er seemed to be in a good mood. She casually said that she had been refining alchemy in Xiaoyang Mountain's "Alchemy Realm" every day recently. She boasted that her alchemy skills had improved by leaps and bounds. She combined "Rambles on Alchemy Making" with Master Su Xin's medical skills and spent a lot of time.
She spent a lot of money to buy some secrets on talismans. Now, she is integrating this knowledge together, saying that she will become a legend in the world of cultivation.
Wan Ling'er also mentioned that she went to Shenlong Mountain many times, and each time she blew up the two nuns Mingyue Mingri with elixirs and magic talismans. She was very proud of her words. However, from a few words,
Wan Ling'er seemed worried about Zhao Yuan and reminded him not to get close to those two nuns.
Wan Ling'er said that the elixir she refined would be released in one day and she would give him one first.
Finally, Wan Ling'er also mentioned those crystals, saying that many, many crystals were used, and asked Zhao Yuan not to be angry, because it was very expensive for her to make elixirs, and she had to buy this and that. Spending money was like running water, and there was nothing she could do about it.
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Zhao Yuan read the letter several times, the smile on his lips never leaving.
Wan Ling'er has not forgotten him.
Wan Ling'er is just very busy. She is refining alchemy in seclusion in the alchemy world.
Zhao Yuan never imagined that a woman could be so enthusiastic.
Until early in the morning, Zhao Yuan was reading this letter, reading it over and over again, trying to figure out Wan Ling'er's expression at that time, and guessing what Wan Ling'er was thinking. At the same time, Zhao Yuan was also a little worried about Wan Ling'er's safety.
The two nuns Mingyue Mingri are not vegetarians. Their cultivation is far superior to Wan Ling'er, and they are cruel and lawless. If something goes wrong, it will be unimaginable.
In the early hours of the morning, Zhao Yuan replied with a letter and gave some instructions. After watching the paper butterflies fly away, he left the east courtyard.
Although Baihua Tower was still brightly lit at this time, there was no longer the busy traffic in the evening.
The old bustard had been waiting at the door for a long time. After seeing Zhao Yuan, he immediately led the way for Zhao Yuan with a flattering look on his face, and apologized to Zhao Yuan with a lot of words about "having eyes but not seeing Mount Tai".
Zhao Yuan habitually measured the layout of Baihua Tower and wondered to himself, is this Baihua Tower really exactly the same as the Baihua Tower in the Imperial Capital? Judging from the layout, this Baihua Tower always seems to be missing something. Could it be that Mr. Xiao just copied it?
part?
Soon, the two of them arrived at the door of a room.
The madam smiled ambiguously at Zhao Yuan a few times and then left.
"Dong dong dong..."
"Come in." Youlan's clear and sweet voice sounded from the door.
Zhao Yuan gently opened the door. Youlan was sitting at the table making tea. The aroma of tea overflowed. Obviously, she was also waiting for Zhao Yuan.
The two of them sat in silence, and there was a long silence in the room.
Youlan didn't say anything, just boiling tea on a small charcoal stove, adding tea to Zhao Yuan from time to time, and doing some very detailed tea art movements. Her movements were elegant and quiet, like a fairy in the light mist.
"Are you leaving?" Zhao Yuan glanced at the people already packed in the corner and saluted.
"Yes." Youlan answered simply.
"Wish you a safe journey."
"Thank you." Youlan was busy minding her own business.
Zhao Yuan suddenly realized that he could not find a topic. This woman was so plain that he had nothing to say.
The room fell into endless silence again, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.
"Zhao Yuan, do you believe in love at first sight?" Youlan asked suddenly.
"Maybe." Zhao Yuan thought of Guo's ax and lotus.
"Do you think I will fall in love with you when we meet?" Youlan looked directly at Zhao Yuan with a pair of clear eyes.
"this……"
"If I told you that I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you and was willing to give everything for you, would you believe it?" Youlan's tone was still very plain, as if she was telling someone else's story, and there was no trace of anything on her face.
of waves.
"..." Zhao Yuan was speechless.
"I once thought that if you were willing, I would wash away all my glory, live in seclusion in the mountains, and spend the rest of my life with you. Haha, later, I felt that my idea was so childish and ridiculous. In your heart, I am just a prostitute.
A prostitute who can do anything for her. But you are Zhao Yuan, a person who is different and born to be extraordinary."
"You are different." Zhao Yuan spat out a few words.
"What's the difference? It's just more ideas. In the Imperial Capital, women with talents and ideas like me are everywhere. This time, I went to the Imperial Capital just to see if the Imperial Capital is really as full of talented women as the legend says.
"
"Yes, there are many talented women." Zhao Yuan nodded.
"You know?" A look of surprise appeared on Youlan's face.
"I heard." Zhao Yuan's body trembled. This woman has an extremely delicate mind and must be careful with her words to avoid exposing her flaws.
"I heard... haha... out of sight is out of sight. This time, I went to the imperial capital to forget about one thing. The painting should be returned to its owner. By the way, I heard that you are going to marry into Wan's family.
Already?"
"Who did you listen to?" Zhao Yuan said with a bitter smile.
"Similar to you, I have heard that as the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. Usually, 80% of what I hear is true."
"This time, it's fake."
"Fake?" Youlan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if they were suddenly bursting with brilliance.
"False. Because I will leave Wanjia in two months."
"Leave Wanjia?"
"Yes, in fact, I came to say goodbye to you in advance today, but I know that you left before me."
"Farewell..." The brilliance in Youlan's eyes dimmed instantly. Suddenly, the light of hope once again appeared in Youlan's eyes, "There are still two months, I can wait for you."
"No need." Zhao Yuan flatly refused.
"Haha, I'm being sentimental again." The disappointment on Youlan's face fleetingly disappeared, and she laughed at herself.
"You're fine."
"I know, I'm fine." Youlan smiled, "You can stay here today. I think you came to me because you don't want to leave any regrets."
"I just came to see you." Zhao Yuan shook his head.
"What are you insisting on?" Youlan frowned and looked at Zhao Yuan.
"..."
"I'm just a prostitute who can do whatever she wants. Your persistence is meaningless. Instead, it will leave endless regrets. Perhaps tonight will be the last time we meet in this life."
Zhao Yuan looked at the cup in his hand and was silent for a while.
"You dislike me?" Youlan's face turned pale.
"I stayed."
"Aren't you forcing yourself? I don't lack men. I have different men every day." There was a trace of sadness in Youlan's eyes.
"Don't force it."
Zhao Yuan shook his head.
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