Gu Yilan sat on the floor by the window, her long hair spread like black jade.
He was only wearing a jade-colored light robe, and he was dressed lazily.
Hearing the sound, he turned around and smiled, lazily and leisurely. Instead of looking like the stoic priest before, he looked more like a romantic scholar.
This is such a big change.
Mu Yunhan narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and saluted: "Uncle Ninth."
"You're here, please sit down."
Gu Yilan pointed to the cushions opposite and explained: "This place was originally filled with tables, chairs, benches, and soft couches.
I thought it was troublesome, so I asked them all to move away and replace them with mats and cushions, so they can be free."
Mu Yunhan smiled and said: "Is this because I was too unfree when I was a priest, and now I want to relax?"
Gu Yilan looked at her with a smile: "That's exactly the reason."
While he was talking, the spring water on the small red clay stove began to boil. He took the pot to make tea and poured Mu Yunhan a cup of tea.
The soup is green and has a lingering fragrance.
"Good tea!" Mu Yunhan took a sip and couldn't help but praise: "What kind of tea is this?"
"It's just wild tea."
When Gu Yilan saw her drinking tea without warning, a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes.
"I don't know when I planted one in the garden. It rained a few days ago. I went to check it out and found some new shoots. So I picked it and fried it myself. It wasn't much, so I only got one or two. If you like it, you can add it later.
Give some to you."
Mu Yunhan was surprised that tea did not grow well in Lanjing, but he actually had a tree growing so well here.
It reminded her of the Ruyi tea she made. Could it be possible that there was a person like her here who watered the tea trees with blood?
She quickly gave up the idea and said with a smile: "Then I won't be polite. Good things need to be shared with everyone."
Gu Yilan lowered her eyes and smiled: "I asked you to come here because I want to discuss something with you. Can you give me some of Mu Yao's pills?"
Mu Yunhan looked over inquiringly.
From what she knew, he was very reluctant to use Mu Yao's pills.
Moreover, from the bottom of her heart, she was not very happy for him to use Mu Yao's pills.
After all, Mu Yao has been using poisonous medicinal materials for a long time, and no one can tell whether there are still any residues in her body.
She couldn't explain clearly, so she asked: "Uncle Jiu's demand for pills has been relatively high recently?"
Gu Yilan said: "I mentioned it to Ah Lin before, and I don't know what happened. Not only did he not die, but his health is getting better and better, and he is no longer just living on his last breath.
Since I can't die, I want to cheer up and do what I can. For example, find those who kidnapped me."
I was dying before, so I took a pill she provided because I couldn't bear it any longer.
Now that he is getting better and better, of course the pills she gave him are not enough.
Mu Yunhan carefully considered his words: "The medical elder believes that you and Mu Yao may have somewhat conflicting blood types."
Gu Yilan waved her hand: "Don't worry about it. No matter how conflicting it is, I have been taking it for many years."
Seeing that he was determined, Mu Yunhan said, "Let me think about it and get back to you later, okay?"
"Okay." Gu Yilan smiled brightly: "As long as you promise to give it to me, you can make any request."
Any request can be made?
Mu Yunhan was startled and looked at Gu Yilan nervously.
Is it possible that he can read minds and know that she has bad motives?
Gu Yilan looked unconcerned: "Isn't it? What should I do? I have nothing, and I can't think of anything I can use to impress you."