The bamboo house is hidden in the lush bamboo and blends into it. In the distance, you can faintly hear the sound of gurgling water, which echoes with the rustling sound in the bamboo forest, yet seems isolated from the world.
In front of the bamboo building, Butler Qin respectfully reported to the people inside.
"Sir, the doctor who announced the results has arrived."
The door of the bamboo house was opened, and a handsome servant appeared in front of the two.
The servant boy's eyes passed over Bei Yutang and he said coldly, "The Master invites you."
Butler Qin led Bei Yutang into the house. The charcoal fire was burning in the house, and it was warm like spring. There was a faint fragrance in the air, which was a very special fragrance.
When the servant boy opened the bamboo curtain, he saw a slender figure lying on the bed. The man had one hand on his head, his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping, or breathing lightly. His black hair was casually spread out, and he was wearing a white robe, and his whole body exuded a casual and unrestrained air.
The otherworldly aura around him made people overlook his exquisite face. When people woke up, they were all amazed by his elegance.
"Sir." Butler Qin called softly.
The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and his clear, clean eyes met hers without warning.
Bei Yutang looked at him in surprise.
His eyes were as clear as water, calm and without any ripples, as if nothing in the world was worthy of his emotion.
Such eyes should never appear on him.
Such eyes can only be found in a virtuous and virtuous monk.
The person in front of him was the biggest traitor in the State of Jin.
A cold-blooded and murderous minister.
Bei Yutang was shocked, with a look of surprise on his cold face.
What surprised her was not his appearance, nor his extremely inconsistent eyes, but him as a person.
Her heart was trembling, and the voice in her heart told her.
He, that’s him!
"Are you the one who announced the result?" Zuo Chen looked at her calmly, without any contempt or disdain, as if the person in front of him was a miracle doctor, or just an unrelated passerby.
"Yes." Bei Yutang's cold eyes were filled with a long-lost joy and excitement.
Looking at him, he seemed to have forgotten her existence.
"Look." He held out his hand.
Bei Yutang walked forward and did not start to feel the pulse, but asked: "Where is the injury, sir?"
"You'll know after you take his pulse," Zuo Chen said coldly.
"yes."
Bei Yutang placed her hand on his wrist. His pulse was steady, showing no signs of poisoning. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, he paused and his brows furrowed slightly.
His pulse had actually changed, becoming intermittent and thin, which was very strange.
Bei Yutang was surprised, and began to check again. The more he checked, the more confused he became.
His pulse was really strange, something she had never encountered before.
After a while, Bei Yutang withdrew his hand.
"Can you see any problem?" Zuo Chen asked indifferently.
"Your pulse is truly strange. I cannot yet determine the cause."
As soon as she finished speaking, a cold and emotionless voice was heard.
"Drag him away."
Bei Yutang's heart trembled, this was going to kill her.
Two shadow guards appeared silently in the room and approached to detain him.
"etc."
Bei Yutang shouted, but her voice was not panicked, and she looked at him calmly.
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