Chapter 41: Flying Poplar Catkins
"I'm worried about you."
The spring light shone in from the wooden window outside the corridor, and Yunhe's voice fell into Yuliu's ears. She almost thought she had misheard.
However, after Master Chen tentatively glanced back and forth between Yunhe and Yuliu, he said in a tone of doubt and uncertainty, yet forced composure, "Ah... Oh, I understand, I understand."
Yuliu: “…”
What do you know?!
Yun He hasn't even explained why he stayed in Yuqing Courtyard yet, what on earth can you possibly understand, Master Chen?!
Yuliu suddenly felt a little choked.
She felt a little strange.
Yun He always spoke clearly and directly hit the pain points. Although the question asked by Master Chen just now was a bit ambiguous, the Yun He she knew was definitely not a vague person.
Generally speaking, Yunhe would not say something that could easily lead to misunderstanding.
But Yunhe, for some reason, admitted in front of Lord Chen that he and Yuliu lived together in Yuqing Courtyard.
Although this was true, Yun He was so vague in his explanation that he didn't even mention why he was living in her Yuqing Courtyard.
Even though Yuliu wanted to explain to Master Chen who seemed to have misunderstood something, Master Chen's previous question was directed to Yunhe. If she spoke rashly, it would seem as if she was guilty.
Yuliu intuitively felt that Yunhe was deliberately not explaining.
But she couldn't think of any reason why Yunhe did this, and her eyes suddenly moved. She turned her head and glanced at Yunhe with a rather strange look.
Yuliu and Yunhe stood side by side, and his gaze happened to fall on Yunhe's broad shoulders. The light green bamboo-patterned fabric was coated with a faint halo on one side by the spring light, with a hint of light herbal fragrance.
As he raised his head, his gaze moved slightly upwards, and happened to meet Yunhe's gaze, which seemed to have sensed something.
Yuliu raised her eyelashes in anger, and glanced at Yunhe with her light gray eyes. She said nothing and asked nothing. She just glanced at him lightly, then quickly glanced away and followed the direction of Master Shen going downstairs in small steps.
The hem of her skirt was like waves, and a small piece of white lotus embroidered handkerchief like moonlight hung down from under her sleeves, forming a shallow arc in the air as she walked slowly with lotus steps.
Yunhe lowered his eyebrows and looked at Yuliu's back, shaking his head slightly.
He had a perfect answer to Master Chen's question, but he was unwilling to explain it too clearly.
He always felt that Yu Liu paid too much attention to Shen Yuan, so he deliberately spoke in such a vague way so that this junior brother of Master Shen would know the limits.
But Yuliu didn't seem to like this.
Yunhe sighed softly with a bit of helplessness, and followed.
Yuliu walked on the side close to the handrail, while Yunhe followed her pace, walking on the outside, and slowly explained: "Well, I think so. Master Chen should also understand that the two prescriptions I just wrote were prepared for Miss Yu."
"ah?"
Master Shen, who hadn't thought of this at all, instinctively continued to walk downstairs. Upon hearing this, he was slightly stunned, then looked down at the Bai Xuan prescription in his hand and nodded in sudden realization: "Oh."
He just said it.
How could the eldest senior brother be what he thought before, as he used to study hard in the Poison Doctor Valley, with a cold and aloof personality that kept people at a distance?
There must be a reason why he ended up living in Miss Yu's Yuqing Courtyard!
The group walked to the first floor. The outer eight-sided stage for opera had been set up early. Several actors with painted faces and dancing with sleeves were singing in the backstage. The tune was melodious. Yuliu couldn't make out the words, but it was her first time looking down at the stage from this angle, and she felt it was a bit novel.
Master Chen was obviously not surprised by this. He glanced at her casually without any interest, then looked at Yuliu and asked, "Miss Su, are you poisoned and allergic at the same time?"
"Um?"
Yuliu turned her head to look, only to find that Yunhe seemed to have taken a slight step forward, just blocking her view of Master Shen.
However, Yu Liu didn't care whether she could see Master Chen's expression or not. She just felt that Master Chen's words sounded like she was both poisoned and allergic, and looked very pitiful. She only explained, "There was something unclean in Yuqing Court before, and I accidentally ate it. Luckily, Master Yun was with me and informed me of the poisoning in time. It's actually nothing serious, so don't worry about me."
"But..." Yuliu paused, then glanced at Yunhe from the corner of her eye and said slowly, "I don't seem to have any allergies, right?"
Yuliu seemed to be answering Master Chen's question, but in fact, he was also taking the opportunity to ask Yunhe again.
She was certain that the antidote Yun He had written down must be for her to cure the poison of the Dispersing Spirit Powder that Yu Mei had given her before.
As for the prescription for calming allergies that I wrote down later...
Yuliu was also very curious about who Yunhe was writing this painting for.
Yunhe stayed in her Yuqing Courtyard day and night. Apart from her, the only people she could come into contact with were Yumei, Fangyue and Jiang Jingmo.
However, there is another possibility.
Thinking of this, Yuliu's brows suddenly furrowed. Her misty eyes looked at Yunhe with a bit of worry and concentration. She took a small step towards Yunhe, covered her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief, and asked quietly, "Could it be that you... are allergic?"
Yun He's brows slowly raised as the girl paused. He tilted his head to look at Yu Liu and, imitating the girl's tone, whispered back, "...Why do you ask that?"
"Of course I'm worried about you." Yuliu felt that no matter Yunhe's identity, it would be a good thing to get her to his side as soon as possible.
So she winked slyly and whispered, "Didn't you pick some flying poplar catkins before? I heard that might cause allergies, so...?"
"Hmm?" Yun He chuckled briefly, turned around, and his gaze shifted downwards, landing on Yuliu's right hand, which was twisting a handkerchief. He suddenly bent down and moved a little closer to Yuliu. He curved his eyes and asked, "Miss Yu, you're worried about me, but why aren't you worried about yourself?"
The show started early on the Bamian Qufeng stage, with water sleeves and long spears carrying graceful singing. Two people stood in a secluded place on the high platform below the stage. As they spoke, Yunhe's residual warmth slowly fell on the back of Yuliu's hand holding the embroidered handkerchief.
Perhaps because it was soaked in the fragrance of herbs, when the scent spread across the skin on the back of her hand, Yuliu actually felt a bit of coolness and refreshment.
With a twist of the wrist.
The embroidered handkerchief held in the fingertips floated vertically in the air.
Only then did Yuliu realize that her skin, which was once as white as jade and porcelain, had quietly grown a light pink mark between her fingertips at some point.
——It is where the flying poplar catkins fall.
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