"In Wen Yiran's opinion, Zhao Qingshan is also one of those 'extraordinary people'. Maybe Zhao Qingshan and Zhou Xi have something in common. Zhou Xi cured Feng Xueying a few days ago, and Wen Yiran cured him today. Both took only seconds to work. How similar!"
A strange man? Before Zhao Qingshan could react, Wen Yiran dragged him down the stairs.
Zhou Yuanyuan did not follow him downstairs. Although she was a little interested in the strange man Wen Yiran mentioned, she had more important things to do at the moment.
"Brother Ziqing, I really like this pot of flowers. Do you think Grandpa Wen will sell it to me if I buy it from him?" Zhou Yuanyuan took Wen Ziqing's hand, walked to the pot of jade-carved daffodils, and asked.
Xiaoyu was crying so hard, clearly feeling truly wronged. Seeing how much Xiaoyu loved the flower, Zhou Yuanyuan felt she should make an effort. A flower, no matter how valuable, should have a price, right? Just because she couldn't afford it today didn't mean she couldn't afford it later. For Xiaoyu, she would work hard to earn money. Zhou Yuanyuan made her decision.
"This is what my mother left for me. I'm giving it to you." Wen Ziqing unceremoniously picked up the pot of jade-carved narcissus on the table and stuffed it directly into Zhou Yuanyuan's hands. This pot of jade carving was indeed Cao Aimei's dowry. Cao Aimei was born in the Cao family in Kyoto, and her dowry must have included one or two rare items.
After Cao Aimei's death, the Cao family approached Wen Yiran, explaining that Cao Aimei's dowry could only be inherited by her son, Wen Ziqing. For this reason, when Wen Yulong remarried, Wen Yiran made a special trip to City N to pack up Cao Aimei's belongings and bring them back to Qingshan City, where they were sealed.
A few days ago, after Zhou Xi treated Feng Xueying, he observed Wen Yiran's complexion and suggested that Wen Yiran wear a piece of jade jewelry or place a jade ornament in his bedroom to help him recover. The Wen family didn't have any jade jewelry, so Wen Ziqing remembered a jade carving among Cao Aimei's belongings and dug it out to display in Wen Yiran's room.
Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan liked it, Wen Ziqing gave it to her without hesitation. After all, the little girl would be his wife in the future, and this ornament would be given to her as a betrothal gift. Giving it now simply brought the time forward a few years. As for Grandpa, he seemed to have a jade gourd somewhere, so he would dig it out and put it on display for Grandpa later.
Huh? Zhou Yuanyuan was startled by Wen Ziqing's actions. Something left behind by Bingshan's mother? Doesn't that mean it has special meaning to Bingshan? No, no, a gentleman doesn't take what is loved by others. She can't take it.
The jade narcissus, including the pot and flower, stood fifteen centimeters tall and looked crystal clear. Zhou Yuanyuan held it in her hands and felt a hint of cool air seeping into her palm.
"That's great, master. Give it to Xiaoyu, give it to Xiaoyu." Before Zhou Yuanyuan could refuse, Xiaoyu in the sea of consciousness shouted happily.
"Xiao Yu, we can't accept it. This thing has special meaning to Bingshan. It's something his mother left for him." Zhou Yuanyuan persuaded.
"But the master has already taken it. Give that cool air to Xiaoyu, give it to Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu didn't understand what the master meant. It wanted the ornament, not the entire jade ornament! It just wanted the trace of spiritual energy inside the jade carving.
"Huh? Xiaoyu, you just want these qi, not the entire jade carving, right?" Zhou Yuanyuan understood now, but still asked worriedly.
"That's right, Xiaoyu only wants spiritual energy, not jade." When Xiaoyu answered, the cool spiritual energy had been injected into her sea of consciousness by Zhou Yuanyuan through the meridians in her hand.
In the sea of consciousness, Xiaoyu, who looked like a kitten, stared at the wisp of white mist. He didn't dare to move until Zhou Yuanyuan agreed.
"Okay! This air is yours." As soon as Zhou Yuanyuan finished speaking, Xiaoyu immediately pounced on the wisp of white air, opened her cat mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Zhou Yuanyuan "saw" Xiaoyu chasing the white mist, constantly swallowing and spitting it out, and couldn't help but laugh.
Wen Ziqing didn't know about the interaction between Zhou Yuanyuan and Xiaoyu. In his eyes, all he saw was the little girl looking at the jade carving in her hand for a long time, and then smiling.
So the little girl likes jade? It seems that I will have to get more jade items to please the little girl in the future. Wen Ziqing secretly made up his mind.
Jade was something Wen Ziqing didn't have the money to buy. However, he had experience. He knew that in his past life, there were several jade mines so rich that they didn't even need to be mined; you could just pick up handfuls of it directly from the ground.
"Brother Ziqing, I've finished looking at it. I'll give it back to you." Zhou Yuanyuan turned around and saw Wen Ziqing staring at the jade carving in her hand with deep eyes. Thinking that he was reluctant to part with it, she quickly stuffed the jade carving back into Wen Ziqing's hand.
Huh? Wen Ziqing was stunned. Didn't the little girl say she was going to take it away? Why is she giving it back again?
"Brother Ziqing, I don't like it anymore. I'm giving it back to you." Zhou Yuanyuan understood the question in Wen Ziqing's eyes and quickly explained. After explaining, Zhou Yuanyuan felt a little guilty. She had sucked away the best "spiritual energy" from the jade carving. She wondered if Brother Ziqing minded.
Wen Ziqing's beautiful fantasy was shattered by Zhou Yuanyuan's sudden puncture. Was this little girl's affection only going to last a few minutes? Should he then go find more jade to please her?
In the living room downstairs, Zhou Xi saw Wen Yiran moving freely, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
It seems that Wen Yiran is really not simple. In just a few days, all his illnesses have been cured?
No, there is a fresh aura on Wen Yiran, just like... just like... the aura of that Taoist priest decades ago, which is intoxicating. Could it be that the Wen family actually knows a Taoist priest like him?
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xi's mind had already turned countless thoughts, all of which were about how to make friends with the Wen family. It seemed that the uneasiness in his heart this morning might really be due to the Wen family.
"Secretary Wen, I wonder if your wife's illness has recurred?" Zhou Xi thought of Feng Xueying, whom he had treated a few days ago, and quickly picked up the topic.
"Butler Zhou, thank you very much for your help and for saving Xueying's life. But Xueying's health is not as good as before. Look, she is still lying in bed!" When Wen Yiran first met Zhou Xi, he thought that Zhou Xi would never come to visit for no reason. He didn't expect Zhou Xi to care so much about Xueying's illness, which made Wen Yiran secretly happy.
Wen Yiran knew that a master like Zhou Xi would only help others based on his own likes and dislikes. If Zhou Xi was willing to help again, Xueying's recovery would not be a problem.
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