Chapter 34 Until You Believe
The candlelight flickered slightly and the room was a little quiet.
After Jiang Lan finished talking about Cui Yan, she waited for Qi Wuhan to say something. After waiting for two seconds, he still didn't speak. She turned her head and glanced at him. She saw that he was still staring at her with those tender eyes. The atmosphere was a little subtle.
"Are the Marquis and Young Master Cui familiar with each other?" She asked casually, trying to make the atmosphere normal.
"What do you want to know?" Qi Wuhan asked playfully.
"What does the Marquis know?" Jiang Lan asked back.
"I know that Master Cui has someone in his heart, and that he and Princess Changle are childhood sweethearts and have a close relationship. What else do I know? Let me think..." At this point, Qi Wuhan pretended to be thoughtful, then curled his lips and smiled, "If Master Cui can pass the imperial examination, the General's Mansion will have a son-in-law."
Princess Changle is the queen's legitimate daughter and has an extremely noble status.
Jiang Lan thought he was telling her this because he wanted to tell her that Cui Yan was the future Prince Consort and she couldn't afford to offend him. She shouldn't get into trouble with him out of impulse. "Don't worry, my Lord. I'm not stupid. I won't just follow what others say. As long as Master Cui doesn't cause trouble for my brother, I won't cause trouble for him either."
Qi Wuhan was also a little helpless. Was this what he meant? It seemed that he had to be more straightforward. Although he should not act too hastily, if he lost the opportunity and was snatched away by someone else, he would really want to slap himself to death.
"I have been worried about you these days," he said nonchalantly, and Jiang Lan pretended to be calm, as if she didn't hear anything.
"Can't you see..." He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Does this Marquis like you?"
These five words were like a branding iron that sank into her heart, burning her to the point of panic. A myriad of thoughts surged through her mind, forming a tangled mess that made it impossible for her to even consider whether he was telling the truth or not...
"Liar..." Jiang Lan muttered softly, not daring to look up into his eyes.
"I am attracted to you." Qi Wuhan repeated it again in her ear, and Jiang Lan's heart was in turmoil again.
One voice was warning her not to believe him, and the other voice was tempting her to believe him again. The two voices wrestled with each other, fighting desperately. Whenever the latter was about to gain the upper hand, it would be immediately suppressed by the former. The latter would immediately counterattack, and the former would immediately suppress it... This cycle repeated, never allowing desire to break through the barrier forged by reason.
As if he could see the wavering in her heart, Qi Wuhan raised his hand, gently lifted her chin, looked into her eyes and said tenderly, "If you don't believe me, I will say it again until you believe me."
Those peach blossom eyes looked at her with burning passion. Their color was as deep as the sea, but a strange light was burning in their pupils, as if a fire was lit in the deep sea. The fire burned brighter and brighter, so hot that it made it impossible to escape.
Jiang Lan's mind was in a state of confusion, as if she had been seduced by a beautiful woman, a slender-waisted, long-legged, and beautiful male vixen...
Qi Wuhan slowly lowered his head, his warm breath getting closer and closer...
Jiang Lan's heart was beating wildly with nervousness, and her hand on his shoulder clutched his clothes tightly...
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Lan immediately pushed the man away and almost became obsessed with male beauty.
Qi Wuhan glanced towards the door, a hint of displeasure flashing across his peach blossom eyes.
"My Lord, Master Ye is here."
As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, a low pressure emanated from inside, which seemed to be murderous intent.
"It seems I came at the wrong time and disturbed the Marquis's good fortune." Ye Rushui said as he pushed open the door and walked in. "Didn't I warn the Marquis before? Do you really want to be a beast?"
Jiang Lan sat with her back turned, her face so hot that it seemed to be burning. She took a deep breath silently to calm herself down.
"It's better than an old bachelor like you who doesn't even have the chance to be a beast." Qi Wuhan looked nonchalant, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, as if he was a little proud.
When Jiang Lan heard the words "old bachelor", she tilted her head and seemed to smile.
No one spoke after Ye Rushui took out the pulse pillow from the medicine box. Qi Wuhan also suppressed the smile on his face and watched Jiang Lan taking her pulse.
After taking the pulse, Ye Rushui put the pulse pillow back into the medicine box, took out a bottle of pills from the medicine box and put it on the table, and told Jiang Lan to take one pill every morning and evening and swallow it with warm water. He then took out a dietary prescription from his sleeve and handed it to her.
Qi Wuhan took it and read it from beginning to end, then showed it to Jiang Lan, then called Ling Feng in, gave him the prescription, asked him to copy it, and prepare the medicinal food according to what was written on it tomorrow.
Later that evening, Ling Feng came again. Qing'er opened the door for him. He handed the diet prescription back to Jiang Lan. She opened it and took a look, and she knew that the prescription had been swapped. The words written on it were completely different from what she had seen before.
It is a long and thin character, with the left and right strokes like swords, giving it a sharp and awe-inspiring aura, yet it is still handsome and elegant. To be honest, it is a good character with both form and spirit.
One is the cursive script, which flows freely and unrestrainedly between the lines, like idle clouds and wild cranes.
"This is not the one written by Young Master Ye." Jiang Lan felt that Ling Feng would not do such a thing, and the only person who would do such a thing was a certain marquis.
Ling Feng replied, "Don't worry, Miss. This is a copy that the Marquis copied. It's the same as the one written by Master Ye. The Marquis said that the characters written by Master Ye are like chicken claws and ghosts crawling."
Hearing this, Qing'er and Gui'er both smiled, and Jiang Lan also smiled, thinking that he had a very poisonous mouth.
"The Marquis was afraid that the Second Miss wouldn't understand, so he copied another copy for you." After saying that, Ling Feng bowed and said goodbye.
Jiang Lan took another look at the words on the list and muttered, "The handwriting isn't very beautiful either." She asked Qing'er and Gui'er to prepare paper and pen, and copied a copy. She gave her copy to them for safekeeping, and put the copy written by Qi Wuhan into the jewelry box and locked it up.
The next morning, Qi Wuhan hurriedly left the academy with the black-armored guards. The two black-armored guards guarding the entrance to the bamboo garden were also transferred away, as if something urgent had happened.
The person hiding in the bamboo forest saw the two black-armored guards guarding the door being hurriedly called away by another black-armored guard. After waiting for a while, he saw a little boy in white clothes hurriedly running over and called Mr. Bai away.
After waiting for a while, seeing that no one came, he sneaked to the wall, stood on a stone and looked into the yard. He saw that there was no one inside, and the medicine was still boiling on the stove, and no one was watching.
After observing for a while, he sneaked to the door and looked inside, then sneaked in stealthily, coughed deliberately, and saw that no one came out of the house. He first sneaked to the door of Jiang Shen's house, pushed the door open a crack and looked inside. He saw Jiang Shen lying on the bamboo bed, as if he was asleep.
"Brother Jiang?" He called out softly to confirm whether the person was really asleep.
Then he slipped to the door of Mr. Lin's room and repeated the above operation to confirm that the latter was also asleep.
Little did he know that the nourishing soup they drank this morning contained Ye Rushui's special tranquilizing powder, so sleeping for a whole day was not a problem. The others were also sent away on purpose, just waiting for him to take the bait.
He slipped to the door and looked outside to make sure no one was coming. Then he tiptoed to the stove, carefully opened the medicine jar, and gently placed the lid on the long table next to him. He glanced around to make sure no one was seeing him, then took out a paper bag from his arms.
When he opened the paper package, his hands were shaking slightly, and he didn't know whether he was too excited or too nervous.
After carefully opening the paper bag, he poured half of the powder into a medicine jar. When he was about to pour the remaining half into another medicine jar, there was a sudden clanging sound. He was so scared that his hand shook and all the powder spilled onto the ground.
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