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“Master.” Bai Cen stepped forward.

Wang Sumo looked up from the swing and Bai Cen saw that she looked listless, as if she had something on her mind and her brows were furrowed.

Bai Cen knew what she had been worried about.

"What's wrong?" Wang Sumo asked, looking at him from the swing.

These are turbulent times, as if one piece of bad news follows another, even worse. If only we knew everything, we could be like Duan Wuheng and Huo Ling, bickering and laughing every day and getting through it all.

Lu Wenqu woke up and was fine, which should be good news.

But after listening to Lu Wenqu's words, Wang Sumo was even more confused. Even if you knew it was someone like He Huai'an, what could you do?

The more people I heard about He Huai'an from, the more certain I became of this man's prowess.

I'm even more afraid that the old man will find out...

On the swing, Wang Sumo looked at Bai Cen.

Bai Cen rarely saw such occasional "helplessness" in her eyes.

Bai Cen's gaze lingered for a moment. He knelt down on one knee in front of her and asked probingly, "Master, are you alright?"

Wang Sumo shook her head, looking somewhat tired, but didn't say anything else: "Did you need something from me?"

"Is there news from Huo Ling?" Wang Sumo finally perked up.

Bai Cen smiled gently and nodded at her.

Wang Sumo understood: "Good news?"

Bai Cen said gently, "Fang Rushi and my master have found a way to cure the poison in Huo Ling's body."

"Really?" Wang Sumo's face lit up with joy, her eyes brimming with undisguised delight.

Bai Cen laughed along with him.

Their eyes met, and both of them saw the smiles on each other's faces gradually fade, but then, without knowing who started it, they suddenly smiled faintly again.

Then they both started laughing for no reason.

This is probably the best news we've heard in a long time.

Wang Sumo looked at him leisurely: "Is that what Fang said?"

I'm in a better mood now, so I want to hear the details.

Bai Cen, with a clear mind, slowly explained: "Fang Rushi and my master examined the illness together. It's quite a coincidence that, although they don't get along, their joint examination of the illness led them to a solution. This poison is very special; two poisons were placed in the meridians and blood, flowing in opposite directions, complementing and promoting each other. If either Fang Rushi or my master were missing today, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to find a cure..."

Wang Sumo listened attentively.

Bai Cen continued, "It took a little extra time just now because the two of us went over the antidote method again. We were confident in our plan before we went to find Uncle Ding and told him that Huo Ling's poison had been cured!"

At this point, Bai Cen smiled and continued, "Uncle Ding was quite surprised at the time, that the young master had been poisoned?"

Wang Sumo also laughed.

Bai Cen said gently, "Although Uncle Ding was surprised, Fang Rushi and his master both said so, so Uncle Ding naturally believed them. Therefore, Uncle Ding was both frightened and relieved. He was probably frightened because he didn't know how long Huo Ling had been poisoned, and Qingyun Manor had been treating her as if she was just unwell. He was relieved because as soon as he learned that Huo Ling was poisoned, Fang Rushi and his master told him that they had found an antidote."

Wang Sumo could perfectly understand Ding Bo's feelings of both lingering fear and relief.

Bai Cen knew that she always liked to listen to the excitement and was willing to listen to advice, so Bai Cen continued: "Fang Rushi told her master that the poison in Huo Ling's body was extremely cold and extremely potent. To treat this kind of extremely cold and potent poison, it would be necessary to use two other medicinal herbs that could counteract the extreme cold and potency at the same time."

"Are the medicinal herbs easy to find?" Wang Sumo asked with concern.

Bai Cen smiled and said, "It's quite a coincidence. There's a medicinal herb called 'Blazing Sun Grass,' which my senior uncle happens to have. There's also another one called 'Cold Cicada Ice Dew,' which is in the possession of the Four Heroes of Meizhou. To cure Huo Ling, we need this one."

"The Four Heroes of Meizhou, it sounds like they're going to lose?" Wang Sumo frowned.

Bai Cen sighed, "Do you remember that early next month, the Four Heroes of Meizhou invited heroes from all over the world to a martial arts conference?"

Wang Sumo suddenly realized: "It's them?"

Bai Cen nodded: "Yes, and Qingyun Manor will also be attending this martial arts tournament. Since Elder Master He is not here, Uncle Huo should be taking He Huai'an and He Lingyun."

At this point, both Bai Cen and Wang Sumo paused for a moment.

"Any news from He Zhen?" Wang Sumo asked.

Bai Cen shook his head: "I asked Uncle Ding, but there's still no news from Uncle Huo and He Zhen..."

Their eyes met, and then a brief silence fell.

Bai Cen comforted him, "No news is good news. This matter needs to be discussed carefully. Uncle Ding should come to see you later, as well as Old Master Qu and Old Master Weng, to discuss the trip to Meizhou."

Meizhou, early next month...

Wang Sumo lowered his eyes indifferently.

Bai Cen also asked, "I heard from Yu Tang that Lu Wenqu has woken up?"

Bai Cen asked tentatively.

He had no prior contact with Lu Wenqu, and had been in a coma ever since, with Fang Ru taking care of him the whole way.

Upon hearing that the person had just woken up, Wang Sumo went to check on them immediately.

He had no connection with Lu Wenqu, so he couldn't ask directly.

However, it seems that Wang Sumo was in a bad mood after meeting Lu Wenqu.

As Bai Cen was lost in thought, Wang Sumo seemed to remember something and suddenly looked at him: "Hey, take your hand out."

Bai Cen: "..."

Wang Sumo emphasized, "Give me your hand!"

Bai Cen was annoyed, but it was worth doing.

Wang Sumo glanced at him. He didn't know what she was thinking, but he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Wang Sumo pinched his arm.

Bai Cen: o(╥﹏╥)o

here we go again.

Bai Cen felt like dying.

Wang Sumo leaned closer: "Doesn't it hurt?"

Bai Cen was annoyed: "What do you think?"

"Why don't you utter a sound when it hurts?" Wang Sumo was stunned.

He sighed, "What's the use of complaining? It's all the same. If you say you're going to lend a hand, you have to lend a hand, or you'll lose your hand in no time!"

Wang Sumo: "..."

Are you talking about her?

"Am I such a harsh employer?" Wang Sumo asked in surprise.

"I'm not mean, I just like pinching people." Bai Cen said, looking aggrieved.

Wang Sumo suddenly felt a little guilty.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly reached out and said sincerely, "Then pinch me back."

Bai Cen: "..."

Wang Sumo generously replied, "I will absolutely not say a word."

Bai Cen felt like dying: "Boss, if you still want to do something, just do it!"

Don't try to scare people on purpose!

Wang Sumo leaned closer: "Bai Cen~"

Um?

He looked up, and strands of hair, blown by the wind, brushed against his cheek. For some reason, he was reminded of the time at the beach.

Suddenly, my mind wandered.

My heart was pounding.

He didn't look at her again, but he knew her gaze was fixed on someone nearby.

The sudden scene made his heart skip a beat. His face probably hadn't even had time to turn red, but the back of his ears must have been bright red.

He didn't know she wanted to...

Wang Sumo: "Do you hold a grudge against me?"

Um?

Bai Cen: ? ? ? !

Bai Cen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Wang Sumo continued: "They dared not speak out against their anger, secretly harboring resentment and preparing to take revenge when the opportunity arose..."

What is all this nonsense?!

Bai Cen was speechless: "Master, how could I dare..."

Wang Sumo reached out her hand with satisfaction: "Here's your hand, pinch it back."

Bai Cen wanted to die again.

"Then you're holding a grudge."

This is a complete infinite loop...

Finally, after everyone had made enough of a fuss, Bai Cen was almost at the point of despair.

Wang Sumo suddenly asked, "And what about you?"

Huh? What about him?

Bai Cen looked at her.

Wang Sumo frowned slightly, but probably afraid that he would notice, so she relaxed her brows and calmly asked, "Huo Ling's poison has been cured, what about yours?"

She had actually wanted to ask earlier, but Bai Cen didn't bring it up.

If they don't bring it up themselves, then it means...

But she still couldn't resist.

Bai Cen paused, recalling Fang Rushi's assertion that Huo Ling's poison was a drop while his was an ocean, and not wanting Wang Sumo to worry, he said gently, "How can it be so fast? Huo Ling's poison is not simple either, we'll deal with it one step at a time. But Huo Ling's poison has an antidote, so mine should only be a matter of time."

The more he acted this way, the more Wang Sumo could guess...

But Wang Sumo still smiled, afraid that he would notice.

He knew she was afraid he would find out.

The two understood each other without saying a word. Bai Cen continued, "Huo Ling's poison made him unwell, but my poison seems to be quite friendly. It just makes me lose all my internal energy. Usually, with Old Zhao and two old men at Bazhenlou, I just serve dishes and run errands. When I have nothing to do, I can also order Yu Tang and A Heng around. I don't need to use my internal energy."

Bai Cen looked at her gently: "Besides, doesn't the Eight Treasures Pavilion still grow spinach? The old man goes to water it every day and checks the oil film, afraid it will wilt. Yesterday, Huo Ling and Duan Wuheng even went to check if there were any bugs, saying they wanted to catch the bugs for the spinach..."

It seems that no matter how unpleasant something is, it can become interesting when it comes to him.

Wang Sumo didn't have time to look away.

“So, there’s plenty of time.” Bai Cen finished speaking, just in time to catch a glimpse of something else in Wang Sumo’s eyes…

Wang Sumo suddenly got up from the swing: "I'm going to find Layman Yu'an. He said there are fresh oysters tonight, the kind that can be eaten raw."

Bai Cen hadn't reacted yet.

Wang Sumo suddenly reached out and touched her arm, asking earnestly, "Does it really not hurt?"

Bai Cen looked at her.

She blinked. "To be honest."

He smiled faintly and said truthfully, "It hurts."

Wang Sumo turned around, put her hands behind her back, and smiled faintly, not letting others see it.

Bai Cen watched her retreating figure. In the winter of Weizhou, the wind carried the faint fragrance of winter plum blossoms, and in his heart, a subtle ambiguity and enchantment...

*

Qingyun Mountain Villa.

He Zhen was alone in the room, packing his luggage. He had been back at Qingyun Mountain for some time now. At first, he did intend to wait until all the medicinal herbs were ready before bringing them back to Bazhenlou, but that wait had lasted for more than ten days.

He also went to the medicine shop to inquire.

The manager of the medicine shop was indeed in a difficult position.

As the year draws to a close, many medicinal herbs are in short supply, especially valuable ones.

The steward told him that the ingredients Fang Ru wanted were indeed troublesome, but there was no other way but to wait. Since Qingyun Manor had already intervened, it was impossible to procure them outside.

This indeed dispelled He Zhenzhen's idea of ​​not going down the mountain and directly finding a place to buy it.

However, the days just dragged on like this, and it seemed like there was no other progress.

He certainly didn't doubt that the eldest son didn't care about this matter.

The eldest son's steward was constantly in and out of the office, keeping him extremely busy. Although the second son was attending the martial arts tournament, the eldest son had to handle other trivial matters for him, keeping him working non-stop.

He went several times, but it wasn't appropriate to disturb him.

One day, the eldest son met him on the way and asked him if he had obtained the medicinal herbs.

He shook his head, saying that the medicinal materials were somewhat troublesome.

The eldest son instructed those around him to inquire about the matter.

A few more days passed. He Zhen had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

And so, more than ten days passed, and He Zhen decided to return to Bazhenlou first. As for the medicinal herbs, he would have them delivered once the manor had prepared them. He was still concerned about the young master's safety.

Shouldering her bundle, He Zhen went out.

Just as the door closed, a disciple on duty behind him asked, "Senior Brother He Zhen, are you going down the mountain?"

He Zhen gave a soft "hmm" and said gently, "It's been a bit long. I'm afraid the young master and Uncle Ding might be worried about being together."

"Senior Brother He Zhen, please wait a moment. The young master has given instructions, so I will speak to him first." After saying that, he headed towards the young master.

He Zhen hesitated slightly, then suddenly remembered something that seemed off.

No matter how busy the eldest young master was, it seemed that he was always keeping an eye on his movements. Every time he asked the pharmacy manager if he should leave first, the eldest young master or someone from the eldest young master's side would appear...

He Zhen frowned slightly.

[Author's Note]

He Ping and He Zhen are the two clear-headed disciples of Qingyun Manor.