Chapter four hundred and twentieth six Oriental Yaoer Biao
(asking for votes)
"They said, they said..." The man didn't dare to say such gossip, but now that Song Jingqi said it again, he naturally became hesitant.
"What did you say? Why didn't you say it just now? Why are you mute again?" Song Jingqi said impatiently.
"They said that our hall master fell in love with the master of the pavilion, otherwise he would not have brought him directly into her boudoir!" The man gritted his teeth and finally said it.
To put it mildly, the main reason is that he is afraid that the boss Song Jingqi will go crazy.
In fact, what people outside say is far worse than this.
It is said that Hall Master Yao'er and Master Feng Pavilion have already cooked rice. Otherwise, a girl's family would not avoid suspicion and directly bring a big man to live in her boudoir?
Some people also say that Hall Master Yao'er was amazed by Fengtian's medical skills and handsomeness, so he wanted to cheat on him, so he directly introduced Fengtian into his boudoir.
Some people went even further, saying that Hall Master Yao'er thought that Baicao Hall would be captured by Fengtian sooner or later, so it would be better to donate it as soon as possible, so that the reputation would not be as discredited as Yunwu Pavilion and Feilong Pavilion.
Moreover, she even brought people from Baicao Hall to donate it, so that she could continue to be the head of the hall.
It's all there. If it weren't for Baicaotang's strict rules, he would have killed dozens of people if he went out this morning and heard these rumors.
In the eyes of the Twelve Immortals of Baicao, Miss Yaoer is like a fairy, she has always been, so it is difficult for them to tolerate others talking about her like this.
"Fart, Miss Yao'er, this is to better treat that boy...Who is talking nonsense?" Among them, Song Jingqi cares about Dongfang Yao'er the most, and he still has some evil thoughts about her. If it weren't for the Dongfang family,
As a domestic slave, he must have expressed his love to her a long time ago.
Therefore, even though the brother said this with reservations, he was still furious.
How could these people slander Miss Yaoer like this? Believe it or not, he cut out all their tongues?
The most important thing is, is a mortal cultivator worthy of Miss Yao'er? Even he, the capital of the Twelve Immortals, dare not think of such a thing, how about that mortal cultivator from Fengtian?
Well, in fact, when he saw Miss Yao'er bringing Feng Tian directly into the boudoir to stay, he was already angry.
"Well, next time someone talks nonsense, I promise to smash their mouths... But, should we remind Miss Yao'er to pay attention to it?" The brother began to explain his intention. Since there are people outside who are gossiping, then
For the sake of Miss Yaoer's reputation, should Fengtian be sent to the guest room?
"I'll go talk to Miss Yao'er!" Song Jingqi had already thought so, but for a moment she didn't know what reason to use to tell Dongfang Yao'er. Now he finally found the reason, so he went in without hesitation.
Let's talk about Fengtian, who is currently lying on Dongfang Yao'er's bed.
The Oriental Yao people are very delicate, and so is the boudoir decoration.
The small mahogany bed is surrounded by a light gouache tent. The bed is covered with a thin quilt and long, soft pillows.
Fengtian was lying on that pillow at the moment, feeling very comfortable.
Looking around, the house is covered with calligraphy and paintings, which is very elegant.
To the north is the entrance, and to the south is a window. In front of the window is a small mahogany case with medical books piled neatly on it. At this moment, Dongfang Yaoer is sitting in front of the case, but she is not facing the window, but with her back to the window, facing
Sealing the sky.
"Are you awake?!" Holding the medicine book in her hand, she couldn't help but smile when she saw Feng Tian open his eyes. Her face was full of joy, and her eyes were filled with sultry tenderness.
Beside, incense was burning in a green stove, and white smoke curled up, making her look even more like the person in the painting.
"Thank you, Master Dongfang, for the rescue!" Now that he woke up, Fengtian knew what happened. He was injured yesterday. Dongfang Yaoer insisted that he come here, and Yang Tianji and others persuaded him, so he agreed.
He knew that Dongfang Yao'er would not harm him, so he seemed to be alert and fell asleep for the time being.
Anyway, with her treating him, he wouldn't have to worry.
With the medical skills of the Master of Baicao Hall, it shouldn't be a problem to treat his internal injuries.
But he didn't expect that she would actually bring him into her boudoir.
This girl is indeed a straightforward person.
"Master Feng Pavilion, you're so polite. We are both medical practitioners, so we should help each other!" Dongfang Yao'er laughed. If she hadn't felt that Feng Tian had just recovered from a serious injury and immediately asked him for advice, which was a bit unkind, she would have immediately
It’s time to ask him for the secret of Sijun Mountain.
That's how technical geeks are, if they're obsessed, they'll do whatever it takes. Feng Tian is now carrying a big secret that she wants, let alone letting him live in her boudoir, even if she's waiting on her personally.
She won't have any objections either.
But what she said now was still a little anxious.
We are all members of the medical profession and should help each other, so if she helps Fengtian and asks him questions later, he should be able to tell her everything!
"Hall Master!" Dongfang Yaoer was chatting with Fengtian, getting close to each other, and was about to look for an opportunity to get to the point. Song Jingqi came, held her hands at the door, and shouted softly.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced directly at Feng Tian, who was lying on Dongfang Yao'er's bed, and the nameless fire in his heart instantly burned even brighter.
He had been serving Miss Yao'er for more than twenty years and had never touched it. Fengtian, an ordinary cultivator, just came and lay down on it. It was really too much.
"What's the matter?" But Dongfang Yao'er was quite displeased with Song Jingqi's arrival. She was having a heated chat with Feng Tian and was about to get down to business. To disturb her at this time wouldn't make her unhappy!
"I have something I want to discuss with the hall master. Can you please lend me a moment?" Since Wuming's anger became even greater, Song Jingqi felt that it would be best to have Miss Yao'er rush Feng Tian to the guest room as soon as possible. Otherwise, if this continues, let alone
As an outsider, even he has to think too much.
"Are you in a hurry? If not, we'll talk later. Didn't you see that this hall master is having a heart-to-heart talk with the Pavilion Master?" Dongfang Yaoer frowned. At this time, unless an extremely seriously injured patient appeared in Baicao Hall, it would be a big deal.
She didn't even bother to pay attention.
"Since the Master of Dongfang Hall has something to do, you should go and get busy. I don't have to worry about it!" Seeing Song Jingqi lingering at the door, Feng Tian interrupted and said with a smile.
He is indeed out of the way. Even if he takes care of himself, he can quickly stabilize the injury. After resting for ten days and a half, he will be full of life again, not to mention Dongfang Yao'er's treatment.
It's not that his medical skills are inferior to his, but it's far better for him to be injured and for others to take care of him than for him.
"Master Feng Pavilion, wait a moment, Yao'er will come as soon as you go!" Dongfang Yao'er looked a little embarrassed and went out angrily.
"Hall Master!" Song Jingqi was also very angry. He couldn't even invite her, and she had to ask Feng Tian to speak before Miss Yaoer would come out. This was really annoying, but he didn't dare to show it, because he
Seeing this, Miss Yaoer was very angry now.
"Tell me!" Dongfang Yaoer waved her sleeves. She wanted to hear if there was anything more important than exploring the mysteries of medicine.
"Actually, it's not a special thing. It's just that there are rumors everywhere in the city that the hall master put the pavilion master in his boudoir... You can say anything. Although it's nonsense and very abominable, my subordinates feel that
"For the sake of the reputation of the Hall Master and Baicao Hall, should the Hall Master consider transferring the Pavilion Master to the guest room for care?" Song Jingqi said bravely.
"That's it? Fortunately, you grew up with this hall master. Do you think this hall master will care about these boring remarks? If he cared, this hall master would not have placed him like this in the first place...Okay, please step aside first.
Well, this Hall Master and the Feng Pavilion Master have some serious matters to discuss!" Dongfang Yao'er was furious. If she hadn't been afraid that Feng Tian inside would hear it and feel unhappy, she would have shouted at the top of her voice.
If she, Dongfang Yao'er, had cared about the gossip outside, she would not be able to study medicine as quietly as she is today. Instead, like Shi Taihan and the others, she would hang out in the fame and fortune fair all day long, and would consider whether there is any money before doing anything.
What are the benefits, what do others think?
"Yes!" Although Song Jingqi responded hurriedly and quickly exited, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.
Indeed, Miss Yao'er doesn't care much about these gossips, but is Miss Yao'er so concerned about Fengtian? She just wants to be with him every step of the way. Really, now that they are nothing, even he doesn't believe it.
But he doesn't blame Miss Yao'er. If he does, he blames that guy Fengtian for making Miss Yao'er so enamored of him, and he may become notorious because of this.
So he had to find a way to drive this guy away. He couldn't let this guy ruin Miss Yao'er's reputation, let alone deceive Miss Yao'er away.
Miss Yaoer has been frank since she was a child and is easily deceived.
As her patron saint captain, he had to stand up at the right time to help her get rid of these nasty toads.
"Master Feng Pavilion, what are you doing?" Dongfang Yao'er didn't know what Song Jingqi was thinking. After dismissing it, she quickly entered the room, ready to continue talking to Feng Tian, and then find an opportunity to ask about Sijun Mountain.
As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that Feng Tian had already stood up and was arranging his clothes.
This made her stunned. Could it be that Fengtian heard her talking to Song Jingqi? Then he felt that it was inappropriate to stay here any longer, so he decided to leave?
This is really bad!
But it's impossible. She and Song Jingrui went to the small courtyard outside to talk, which was a few doors away from here. Every door here has a formation barrier, so Fengtian couldn't hear it.
"Thanks to the treatment of Dongfang Hall Master, my injury is almost healed. I will just go back and take care of it on my own. Then I won’t bother you much here. It’s better to go back early, so as not to worry the people in Zhengqi Pavilion... Dongfang Hall Master's
Thank you for your kindness. Feng Tian will come and thank you some other time!" Feng Tian cupped his hands and smiled. Although his body was still a little weak, his walking was no longer a serious problem, so he could go back. He had just picked up his little junior sister and let her live a boring life.
If he didn't tell her, he couldn't let her worry about him.
He brought her here, but because he wanted to see the world and have fun, it made her worry, so it would be better not to bring her here!
Moreover, the matter between Yunwu Pavilion and Feilong Pavilion has only come to an end temporarily, and the fierce battle is still to come, so he has to go back quickly to make a long-term plan, so as not to avoid the first day of the first year and fail to escape the fifteenth day.
"That's it. In fact, most of your people are outside... How about leaving after lunch? It's rare for Pavilion Master to come to my Baicao Hall. How can there be any reason to leave hungry?" Dongfang Yao'er
She was slightly panicked. She hadn't asked about the things she was concerned about yet. How could she let Feng Tian go? (To be continued)