"That's right." Lina said sweetly, "But this guy was very cold to me before, with a stern face every day."
Renault coughed lightly, his ears slightly red, "Lina..."
"Are you shy now?" Lina pinched his face playfully. "Who was it that insisted on holding me to sleep last night, saying you couldn't sleep without me holding you?"
Shi Heng suddenly held Gu Youran's hand and whispered in her ear, "My condition is much worse than his. I start missing you after I've been away from you for ten minutes."
Gu Youran almost choked on the red wine and glared at him with a red face.
This jealous guy gets jealous even in situations like this.
After dinner, Renault suggested, "This castle has a history of over 600 years and is the foundation of our Rethers family. It contains many interesting stories. Would you like to take a tour?"
Shi Heng originally wanted to refuse. He wanted to take Gu Youran back to the room to "rest", but when he saw her expectant eyes, he had no choice but to nod helplessly.
The interior of the castle is even more magnificent than the exterior.
The towering dome and exquisite murals, every detail shows the long history of this family.
"This is a gallery of portraits of past family heads."
Renault led them down a long corridor lined with portraits, "from the first to the twenty-sixth generation."
Gu Youran's eyes swept across the portraits and suddenly stopped in front of a painting.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The painting showed an aristocratic man dressed in 18th-century clothing, but it was the person standing next to him that caught her eye.
An old man with white hair, a kind face and a noticeable black mole at the end of his right eyebrow.
"Who is this..." Gu Youran forced himself to remain calm and asked, pointing at the portrait.
Renault leaned in to examine the nameplate. "The 13th generation head of the family is Albert Rethers. Next to him is his close friend, Mr. Yun, who is recorded as a miracle doctor."
"Can you find out the full name of Mr. Yun?" Gu Youran unconsciously grabbed Shi Heng's arm.
Renault immediately ordered his bodyguard to call the family archivist.
While waiting, Gu Youran's eyes wandered repeatedly over the portrait.
The position of the mole, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and even her habitual standing posture with her left hand behind her back are exactly the same as her master's.
Ten minutes later, a white-haired administrator came with an ancient book.
He bowed respectfully to Reno and said, "Master, the literature records that Mr. Yun's nickname is 'Wuyan', which is derived from the saying 'A doctor doesn't knock on the door, and there is no good doctor at a banquet.'"
Gu Youran was struck by lightning.
These were exactly what the master had said to her when he explained his name.
The administrator flipped open the yellowed pages and continued, "He cured the plague that swept the city and was treated as a guest of honor by the head of the Albert family."
"You Ran?" Lina noticed the colorless face. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Gu Youran forced a smile and turned to the administrator. "Are there any other records about Mr. Yun?"
"His medical notes are still preserved in the library."
"Can I take a look?" Gu Youran's voice was filled with an eagerness that was hard to conceal.
After getting Renault's consent, everyone came to the library.
When the administrator took out the yellowed notebook, Gu Youran almost snatched it away.
The moment she opened the title page, her whole body trembled.
That familiar handwriting is clearly the master's handwriting!
The master is clearly only in his sixties, how could he appear in a portrait from three hundred years ago?
Shi Heng put his arm around her slightly trembling shoulders and said, "Youbao needs to rest. We'll return the book tomorrow."
After the four people separated, Shi Heng and Gu Youran walked along the corridor towards the guest rooms.
Gu Youran hugged the notebook tightly, his steps were unsteady and his eyes were wandering.
Shi Heng walked silently beside her, his arm around her waist, supporting her without asking any questions rashly.
He already had some guesses in his mind about some things.
But if she is unwilling to explain herself proactively, it means that I haven't done well enough, haven't gained her complete trust, and haven't become the person she can confide in without reservation.
He was willing to wait for the day when she was willing to open her heart.
As soon as she entered the guest room, Gu Youran locked the door behind her, her movements so hasty that they were almost rough.
She pulled Shi Heng to sit on the sofa, and her hands unconsciously clenched his sleeves.
"The man in the painting is definitely the master!"
She said anxiously, "The position of the mole, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, even the way he stood is exactly the same! Master always likes to stand like that with his hands behind his back!"
Shi Heng frowned: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
"It's absolutely true!" Gu Youran bit her lower lip, her fingers unconsciously stroking the Nine Star Ring on her wrist. "Master has raised me since I was nine years old. How could I possibly be wrong? And..."
"This bracelet is the gift he gave me as my apprenticeship gift."
Shi Heng lifted her wrist and stroked the seemingly ordinary silver bracelet with his fingertips.
No wonder she never leaves it alone, even keeping the jade bracelet given by her grandmother in the box.
"Maybe it's just..." he began carefully.
"It can't be just a coincidence." Gu Youran interrupted firmly.
She took a deep breath, suddenly grabbed Shi Heng's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Heng, actually... there's something I haven't told you."
Shi Heng looked at her tenderly, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb: "Hmm?"
"This bracelet is called the Nine Star Ring." Gu Youran looked him straight in the eye. "I use the Nine Star Needle Technique. Just now, when I was treating the old patriarch, I broke through the eighth level and reached the ninth level."
She paused, "I am now... the legendary nine-star divine doctor."
After saying this in one breath, Gu Youran nervously observed Shi Heng's reaction.
Unexpectedly, Shi Heng not only did not show any surprise, but looked calm, as if he had known the secret for a long time.
The room fell silent for a moment.
"So..." Shi Heng said slowly, "Mother's illness..."
"It was treated with Nine Star Acupuncture." Gu Youran bit her lower lip. "Master instructed that the successor of the Nine Star Acupuncture must remain anonymous, so I..."
Before she finished speaking, Shi Heng pulled her into his arms.
His chin rested on the top of her hair. "Seventy-three days."
"What?"
"It's been a full seventy-three days since we got married." His arms tightened, his tone filled with doting reproach. "You're finally willing to tell me this secret... you little liar."
Gu Youran's heart tightened, and just as he was about to explain, he heard a chuckle from above his head.
"But..." Shi Heng suddenly lifted her face, his eyes filled with the familiar passion, "I married Gu Youran, not some miracle doctor."
His thumb gently stroked the Nine Star Ring, curiosity flashing in his eyes, "Now, is it time to tell me the true use of this treasure?"
Gu Youran asked Shi Heng to lie down on the bed and gently helped him take off his shirt.
"Actually, I've been wanting to treat your stomach problems for a while now, but I was afraid you were too smart and would see through my secret."
Suddenly, the Nine Star Ring felt slightly hot on her wrist.
Gu Youran looked down and saw that the first of the five lines on the Nine Star Ring was emitting a golden light that he had never seen before.
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