"Miss, before the guest from the nunnery left, he sent someone to bring tea over, saying it was a gift for you." Qingzhu didn't dare to accept anything casually, so he went into the house to ask Ye Qiqi's opinion.

"I see, when you go out, go to the medicine box and get him a bottle of Yangyuan Dan." Ye Qiqi flipped through the medical book in her hand and casually told her a few words.

Although Qingzhu was curious about how her young lady and the guest had established a relationship, and how the young lady was willing to give a bottle of Yangxin Dan as a return gift, she still held back and didn't say anything.

Seeing that Ye Qiqi was reading seriously, Qingzhu didn't want to disturb her anymore. She put down the curtain to block the light and quietly retreated.

Outside the elegant and quiet courtyard, Ying Er, who had disguised himself as an ordinary servant, waited patiently outside the door, and his eyes attracted the attention of the medicinal plants that could be seen everywhere in the courtyard.

Although Ying Er was a warrior, he was doing a job that was accompanied by the tip of a knife. In order to be qualified at work, in addition to good martial arts and a smart mind, he also had to have a pair of sharp eyes.

Just like the seemingly overgrown weeds in this small courtyard, but in fact medicinal plants can be seen everywhere, and the maid in front of him who often keeps company with medicinal plants and is therefore more or less tainted with the scent of medicine.

Ying Er's face was calm, and his humble and polite appearance made Qingzhu have a good impression of him.

Qingzhu took the things that Ying Er brought, and handed over a white bottle with an extremely ordinary appearance and material. Seeing Ying Er's puzzled expression, he explained, "My lady thanks you for your kindness, so I give you a bottle of Yangxin Dan, which can help patients with chronic diseases to regulate their bodies."

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss. The young master originally planned to visit you in person today, but because of an urgent matter at home, he had to leave first. Before leaving, the young master asked his subordinates to hand this letter to the young lady, and troubled the young lady to take it to the young lady for me."

Ying Er bowed politely, and after Qingzhu nodded, he said goodbye and left.

Qingzhu came into the room with tea and a letter in her hand, and saw that Ye Qiqi, who was originally concentrating on reading, had already sat up from the couch. Ye Qiqi's face was not very good. Seeing Qingzhu coming in, she calmed down and said, "Something happened in the palace, and my mother was also involved. We must hurry back to the palace."

Qingzhu was also shocked when she heard it. She quickly put down the things in her hands and went to the inner room to pack her luggage. Ye Qiqi was worried about her mother. Although she didn't show it on her face, her hands hidden in her robes were already trembling.

The master and servant hurriedly packed their luggage and left quietly. On the tea box in the corner, a plain-looking letter lay alone.

...

The carriage of the Yan Mansion was driving quickly on the official road.

In the carriage, Yan Xun read the news that Yingyi had found out from the capital, and a rare sinister look appeared on his handsome face.

Everyone has a weak spot in their heart, but this time, some people couldn't help but touch Yan Xun's weak spot.

The note turned into powder in his hand. Yan Xun resisted the surge of blood and qi caused by forced hard work. His eyes were dim, making it difficult to see the emotions buried deep in his eyes.

"Master, Ying Er is back." Yan San's voice happened to sound outside the carriage. Yan Xun waited until his mood calmed down before he said in a deep voice, "Let him in."

Yan San saw Ying Er enter the master's carriage with a happy look on his eyebrows, and soon he came out with a happy look again. Curious for a moment, he stretched out his hand to block Ying Er's way.

"What's the matter? My time is precious." Ying Er had just done a big thing for his master, so he had some confidence in front of Yan San, who was called a personal attendant, but in fact Shadow Guard No. 3.

"Hey, Ying Er, you just borrowed this set of clothes from me today, and now you are disgusted with me, the owner of the clothes?" Yan San said angrily.

"Bah, who cares about your clothes? If I'm not working for the master, I won't wear your ugly servant's clothes." Ying Er and Yan San don't get along well, and they always have a verbal fight when they meet.

"You hindsight, why didn't you despise me when you took my clothes? It's useless to despise now, you have to pay me for wearing my clothes." Yan San said, and was about to grab Ying Er's body to collect the debt.

Ying Er jumped three feet in disgust, and at the same time, he couldn't hold back his mouth and spit out lotus, "Get out of here, don't touch me."

Fortunately, Zhang Qian, the imperial physician who came to check Yan Xun's body as a routine, spoke in time and interrupted the quarrel between the two, "The young master needs to rest, and you two subordinates, instead of sharing the young master's worries, you are still causing trouble here."

The two were in the wrong and fell silent immediately. Zhang Qian saw that the two had finally calmed down, so he touched his goatee and left with the medicine box.

In the carriage, Zhang Qian took Yan Xun's pulse and left after seeing that there was nothing serious. However, Yan Xun was playing with the white porcelain bottle in his hand, with a gentle curve at the corner of his lips.