Chapter 1111 Delivered to the door
The villain offered the stairs, and Yan Yi hurriedly climbed up. "Your Majesty, the blood mist above the mansion a few days ago is the same as what I encountered on Fuyu Mountain."
Hearing the hidden meaning in her words, Wen Huiran frowned subconsciously, "What do you want to say?"
Yan Yi pursed her lips tightly, looking a little hesitant. In fact, she was just speculating secretly and had no definite evidence.
After pondering for a moment, she raised her head and stared into the villain's eyes. As if she had risked everything, she blurted out what was in her heart: "Your Majesty, someone is covering up something."
"Oh?" Wen Huoran seemed to be very interested in her words and gestured for Yan Yi to sit on the chair opposite him.
It seems that this mortal female doctor who is always crying and timid is not as ignorant as she seems.
Suddenly realizing something, Wen Xuran raised the corners of his lips slightly, a smile appearing on his face——
She trusts herself.
Realizing this, Wen Huiran's tone became lighter: "Tell me about it."
Yan Yi carefully considered his words, kept things short, and slowly revealed to the villain what he thought was suspicious.
Finally, he added emphatically, "They must be worried that I'll discover the secrets of Fuyu Mountain or the center of Taihu Lake, so they're playing tricks to scare me and force me to leave."
As for why he didn't just kill the person to silence him, the villain must have known it well without her having to point it out.
If she died unexpectedly, such a trick would only make the truth more obvious. The other party is not that stupid.
After hearing this, Wen Huoran seemed to be lost in thought. He had once ordered people to search around Fuyu Mountain for several days, but nothing suspicious was found, and the search ended in vain.
The study fell into silence. Yan Yi stared at Wen Huoran eagerly, hoping that he could answer his questions.
There was a sudden knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.
"Your Majesty, it's time to take the medicine." It was Wen Feng's voice.
Yan Yi was like a frightened bird and immediately became alert.
Immediately afterwards, the study door opened and the old witch doctor stood at the door carrying a medicine box.
Yan Yi secretly took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and hurriedly went to greet him, "Mr. Bu, you are here!"
Bu Shu exchanged a few words with her and walked straight towards the bed. He placed the white jade porcelain bottle in his hand on the desk, took out a crystal clear pill from it and handed it to Wen Huoran.
The pill turned into a wisp of white mist and flowed into the body through the lips and teeth.
Yan Yi stood quietly beside the desk, observing the old witch doctor's movements. After a long moment, Bu Shu withdrew his hand and placed the porcelain bottle back into the medicine box.
Seeing that he had finished his work, Yan Yi walked over and asked curiously, "Master Bu, is this the pill made from the Ice Lotus?"
Bu Shu nodded, "Yes, it is made using a special method."
Yan Yi looked back at him, her eyes sparkling. She asked a little awkwardly, "Master Bu, can I learn medicine from you?"
Recently, she has gained a lot of knowledge by following Bu Shu, and she feels more and more that this old witch doctor has something special, so she has the idea of becoming his disciple and devoting herself to learning medical skills.
It is always good to have many skills, as they will come in handy when you return to the real world in the future.
After hearing this, Wen Huoran raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her face with an inquiring gaze.
Bu Shu was also quite surprised and asked her, "Medical skills? Or witchcraft?"
"Medical skills." Yan Yi said affirmatively, thinking that it would be useless to learn witchcraft.
Feudal superstitions are not trustworthy!
Bu Shu did not nod immediately, but glanced at Wen Huoran, as if waiting for him to speak.
Wen Huoran was absent-minded and did not notice his gaze.
The mortal female doctor suddenly wanted to specialize in medicine. Could it be that - because he was invaded by evil spirits and suffered terribly, she felt sorry for him, but was suffering from her own mortal body and was unable to overcome the pain caused by the evil spirits.
Thinking of this, a warm current suddenly surged into his heart, quietly seeping through his whole body, and Wen Xuran felt more and more comfortable all over.
"Ahem!" Bu Shu coughed lightly and reminded: "Your Majesty——"
Wen Huoran came back to his senses and pretended to be calm, "Uncle Bu can make his own arrangements."
Yan Yi often assisted Bu Shu. It was obvious that he was a smart and careful person. Bu Shu was naturally happy to have someone inherit his mantle, so he nodded in agreement.
With a dull thud, Yan Yi knelt before Bu Shu and kowtowed three times. "Thank you, Master!"
Wen Huoran did not comment on the matter, but instead ordered, "Light the calming incense."
The joy of successfully becoming Yan Yi's disciple vanished in an instant, leaving her feeling uneasy and restless. Her legs felt weak and tired, so she stood up, holding onto the edge of the table. She stammered, "Your Majesty, the newly made incense for calming the spirit is all gone."
The old witch doctor has extensive knowledge and the newly added herbs in the special calming incense will be exposed sooner or later. Yan Yi knows his own limitations and dares not act rashly in front of him.
Wen Huoran was skeptical. He remembered that the newly made calming incense had only been used once, so it was impossible for it to be used up so quickly.
After pondering for a moment, he seemed to have thought of something. He stared at Yan Yi with a surge of emotions in his heart.
He must have bitten his tongue in the past, causing the mortal doctor to see blood oozing from his lips and mistakenly think that the newly made tranquilizing incense was too strong, causing something to happen, so she lied and said it was all used up.
It really is - well-intentioned.
Wen Huiran didn't expose her, but simply ordered in a deep voice, "Mix some more."
For fear of revealing his flaws, Yan Yi did not dare to explain further in front of the old witch doctor and could only agree meekly.
Although it was a false alarm, she felt a chill down her spine and broke out in a cold sweat.
The night was as dark as ink. Yan Yi said goodbye to the old witch doctor and the villain one by one, then turned and left the study.
Wen Feng was waiting outside the door. When he saw her come out, he nodded slightly and said, "Miss Yan."
Yan Yi almost fell out the door.
After the accident on the Ice Continent, the chill of the glacier was engraved into my bones.
Wen Feng was still so kind to others as usual, which made Yan Yi feel creepy.
She held her breath, forced a smile and exchanged a few words with Wen Feng, then quickened her pace as if escaping to her residence.
As soon as she stepped into the yard, the little fox, holding a special envelope in its mouth, jumped into her arms with a "meow".
Carrying Xiaoli back to the room, Yan Yi carefully opened the letter. As expected, it was a letter from Su Can.
After another round of pleasantries, the other party repeatedly mentioned how adorable the cat paw print was, hoping she could tell him her address so he could visit her on a certain day...
Seeing this, Yan Yi immediately panicked. The male protagonist of the original book came to him in advance. How could this be tolerated!
All the life experiences she had made up in front of the villain in order to save her life in the past would be proven false by then.
As for collecting the essence of the villain and completing the mission, don't even think about it. There is a high probability that you will end up with a torn body.
What should I do? What should I do?
Yan Yi was so anxious that she was pacing back and forth in the room. Xiao Li followed her and fluttered at her skirt, making her dizzy.
"What should I do?" Yan Yi picked up Xiao Li and rubbed his face against her furry head. "I'm dead this time!"
The little fox seemed to understand what she said and kept meowing.
Yan Yi had a sad face and didn't notice that his mouth was covered with cat hair.
Seeing that she didn't understand what he meant, Xiaoli patted the letter in her hand with his soft paw pad and called out in a louder voice.
Yan Yi gathered his thoughts and looked at the tabby cat blankly. "Little Cat, you're worried about me too, right? They say kittens are very spiritual creatures. I know you can understand what I'm saying."
"Meow——" The little fox was overjoyed to receive the praise and meowed even more happily. Then he broke free from her arms, jumped lightly, jumped onto the desk, and held the box of cinnabar that he often used in his mouth.
Only then did Yan Yi finally realize what had happened and slowly return to the future. The villain had mentioned that the people of the Demon Realm were full of magical powers and treasures.
The little raccoon was born into the demon clan and grew up in the demon realm. He must not be just an ordinary raccoon cat.
An idea suddenly struck her, and she quickly took out a pen and paper, carefully considered her words, and wrote on a page of rice paper, politely declining her cousin's visit.
Looking at the rouge cat paw print at the signature, Yan Yi stretched lazily with satisfaction and hurried to get up to take a shower.
His fingers habitually reached for his neck, his thoughts froze for a moment, and he suddenly felt dizzy and his head buzzed. Yan Yi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
The red crystal pendant hanging around her neck is missing!
That was one of the necessary conditions for her to complete the task, like her lifeblood.
His heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of his chest. Yan Yi froze in place, racking his brain to find the last time he had seen the red crystal.
First of all, after ruling out the possibility of falling into the glacier, Yan Yi hung her head and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Glancing at the slightly unfamiliar dress on her body, she suddenly remembered that the villain's maid had changed her clothes for her.
The red crystal must have been taken down at that time, and it might be in the villain's study.
Holding a glimmer of hope, Yan Yi hurriedly turned to the door and pulled it open forcefully.
Wen Huoran stood alone outside the door, raising his hand to knock on it.
Yan Yi raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was too frightened and hallucinating. When he looked up again, Wen Huoran was still there, one hand clenched into a fist, as if holding something.
He was the first to speak: "It's so late, where are you going?"
Yan Yi stared blankly at the other person, wondering if this was the truth. She had just silently repeated the villain's name several times in her heart, and when she opened the door, the real villain came to her door!
However, she was too frightened and her mind was not very clear. She stared at Wen Huoran and blurted out, "Your Majesty, why are you not sleeping so late? What do you want from me?"
Wen Huoran's expression was blank for a moment. The mortal female doctor spoke in a strange tone, as if she did not welcome him.
He didn't respond, but stretched out his clenched fist in front of Yan Yi, loosened his fist slightly, and a crystal clear red crystal fell from his palm, dangling in front of Yan Yi's eyes.
It made her feel dizzy and excited.
She reached out to grab it as if possessed by a ghost, but unexpectedly, Wen Huoran was prepared and quickly took the pendant back and put it into his arms.
"What is this?" he asked patiently.
The pendant was lost and then found again. Yan Yi's mood fluctuated greatly. For a moment, her mind was a little unclear and she felt dizzy. She said casually, "Amulet."
Wen Huiran, of course, didn't believe it, but he also felt that the other party was too perfunctory, so he couldn't help but get angry. He said in a stern tone, "What did you say?"
Hearing his unfriendly tone, Yan Yi suddenly came to his senses and carefully tried to make amends: "Your Majesty, this is my—my grandmother's heirloom left to me. It's our family's talisman. I couldn't find it just now, and I was anxious, so I was rude to Your Majesty. Please have mercy on me and don't be so rude to me, Your Majesty. Could you please return the pendant to me first?"
Her eyes were moist and red, and her tone of voice was flattering. She looked weak, pitiful and helpless, like a frightened little deer.
Wen Huoran was unmoved, and had no intention of returning the pendant to her. He stood at the door with his hands behind his back, looking at her with interest.
"Why, you don't want to let me in?"
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