As the distance shortened, Shen Wuyou gradually felt a warm feeling, accompanied by the lingering fragrance of medicine, which made him feel relaxed and comfortable.
This attic may seem elegant, but if you look closely, you will find that both the teacups with a clear and elegant color and the snow-white fox fur cushions are top-quality items that are priceless.
In the center of the room stood a warm jade incense burner, its lid adorned with a three-tailed phoenix. The octagonal body had drooping ears on each side, each end hung with a ring, forming a hollow flame. The body was exquisitely carved and embellished with gold flakes.
The lingering medicinal fragrance probably came from there.
I don't know what Weng Haifeng whispered to that person, but I only heard the man in a silver mink coat with elegant bamboo embroidery say weakly, "Back off."
Afterwards, they were invited to sit down and have tea.
"I heard that you were looking for me. What do you want?"
His voice was light. Even though Weng Haifeng had informed him of the identities of these people in advance, he remained calm and unmoved.
An Lanqing slowly raised his eyes, touched the cup with his slender fingers, and spoke in a voice as gentle as a spring:
"I've long heard of Master Qi's great reputation, but seeing him today, it really doesn't match the rumors."
Qi Qingyun covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then asked casually: "What's wrong?"
"It's rumored that the third son of the Qi family is frail and sickly, living in the inner chambers for a long time. He is calm and indifferent to fame and fortune..." An Lanqing was also blunt, and every word he said hit the nail on the head. "But now it seems that he has a good intention."
"Oh?" he asked knowingly.
An Lan stopped counting and said only one sentence: "We are here to help Master Qi achieve great things."
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