Baozi quickly brought the kettle over and handed it to Guan Yingwu, saying, "Second Master, drink some water and calm down. The last time you mortgaged Ruyi Tower to Young Master Sun, the old master has not yet let it go, so you need to be more cautious now."

"So according to you, I have to endure this anger?" Guan Yingwu threw the kettle to the ground and said sternly.

Baozi quickly apologized with a smile, "That's not my intention, Second Master. What I meant is that we can make a long-term plan. With the financial resources of our Guan family, why would we need to mobilize so many troops to deal with this country girl?"

"Do you mean to kill them with money?" Guan Yingwu said seriously.

Baozi was stunned for a moment and said, "Master, let me find out for you first, and then we can discuss it later, how about that?"

"Okay, I'll leave this to you. What a horrible place this is. What a horrible weather. It's too hot."

Guan Yingwu got on the carriage cursing.

After Song Yuehua closed the door, she asked Guan Xiaodie, "Should we just drive these two away from now on?"

Guan Xiaodie lowered her eyes and said, "No need, what needs to be faced must be faced."

"Okay, if there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."

That night, Zhang Dandan brought Madam Nie's pulse case over. The person at the door didn't dare to come in, so Song Yuehua had to go there herself.

Zhang Dandan placed the pulse diagnosis case at the door, then ran a long distance away before shouting, "Sister Song, thank you for your trouble. The pastries you sent yesterday were delicious. Thank you."

Zhang Dandan waved his hand and ran away.

Song Yuehua sealed Madam Nie's pulse case, the letter she had written yesterday, and a 20-liang silver note in an envelope, and gave it to Master Ma early the next morning, asking him to deliver it to the post station.

In the next few days, Song Yuehua used a crutch to run to East Mountain every day. The injury on her leg had not healed yet, and she fetched water from East Mountain one round after another. Unfortunately, there was no sign of rain from the sky.

Song Yuehua roasted a few more chickens and asked Duan Yidao to deliver them to Bai Daxian.

Duan Yidao brought back the roast chicken.

"Why can't I meet him all the time?" Song Yuehua was a little depressed.

Duan Yidao said, "Maybe the immortal doesn't want to see me, and only wants to see the girl."

Song Yuehua thought it was possible, but looking at her legs, she thought she could only wait.