"Before you entered the city, I saw Zhou Bida rushing back to the city with his people. Just then, the second son of the Qian family died. You rushed to the medicine shop and sent out your men. Presumably, someone had tampered with the medicine.
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Gu Yilan bent her fingers and tapped lightly on the table, her tone was calm and confident.
His hands looked very similar to Gu Fenglin's, they were both fair and slender with well-defined joints.
Even the movements of tapping on the table, the uncle and nephew are strikingly similar.
Mu Yunhan looked at his hands and unknowingly thought of Gu Fenglin. He didn't know when he would come back from Lingxiao Temple.
Gu Yilan suddenly smiled and said in a brisk tone: "What are you looking at?"
He raised his hand and turned it back and forth toward the light, letting her see clearly: "A long time ago, a girl wrote a poem for my hand."
Mu Yunhan was confused. Why was he telling her this? To show off?
Gu Yilan shook her head: "I can't remember what the poem was about. I only remember that she crossed the crowd, blushed, handed me the poem note, and then ran away.
The next day, her father and brother came to ask me if I would marry her as my second wife. I was surprised at the time. "
He looked at Mu Yunhan: "You know, people like us are born with defects and cannot die well. Marrying someone else will harm others. So, I refused."
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but sneer: "Then you are going to harm me?"
Gu Yilan said: "You are different. Your surname is Mu. The Gu family and the Mu family are related in fate, and they are a natural pair. When Gu and Mu get married, each gets what he needs, and no one harms the other. What's more..."
He paused and said calmly and coldly: "I like you and want to be with you."
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. When he was about to retort, he raised his hand to stop her: "Don't say anything tonight, just listen to me."
"In my life, I live for my family and for the State of Zhao. Life is not up to me, and death is not up to me. I have no preferences or special dislikes. As long as the family can continue and the State of Zhao can continue, I have nothing else to ask for."
"In the past, my wish was to secure my position as a priest, because I couldn't see any possibility for others to surpass me, until I met you..."
Gu Yilan smiled slightly: "I like you inexplicably. Even though we are so far away, as long as I see you there, as long as I can feel your breath, I feel physically and mentally relaxed."
"You don't have to like me, it doesn't matter, I will give you time until you understand who I am."
Gu Yilan's eyes were shining brightly, and her expression was gentle and calm.
Mu Yunhan knew that everything he said to him was in vain, so he simply stopped talking, found the account books, looked through them, and pretended that he didn't exist.
The candlelight danced, and the two sat opposite each other, both of them silent.
"Master..." the boy called out from outside and came in with a bowl of noodles: "This is the only thing in the kitchen. I'll fry an egg for you. Just eat it."
Suddenly seeing Gu Yilan, he immediately froze: "This..."
Mu Yunhan waved his hand: "Ignore him. Go boil some water and make a pot of tea."
She ate and drank in front of him, looking calm and not at all uncomfortable.
Gu Yilan sat quietly, with her back straight and her clothes in perfect order, like a statue of a god.
After Mu Yunhan finished eating, he ordered the boy to come in and put away the bowls and chopsticks. He sat quietly and drank tea. He even took out a medical book and read it with gusto under the lamp.
Gu Yilan looked at her profile and whispered: "Have you ever had any strange dreams?" (To be continued)