Because Lin Moran is her sister's friend, An Huaishou is even more determined not to drag things out and delay others.
A short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one.
Some damage has indeed been caused.
An Huai sighed, hoping that Lin Moran could come to terms with it.
*
An Yuan'er arrived at the inn dressed as a man. She had timed it perfectly, knowing that Lan Jingtang would be going up the mountain to gather herbs in the coming days. She thought that if she went there now, she could run into him.
Sure enough, An Yuan'er saw Lan Jingtang carrying a basket on his back and going out.
"Brother Lan." An Yuan'er greeted him, but Lan Jingtang ignored her.
Lan Jingtang seemed to be in a bad mood.
Lan Jingtang usually takes Sanqi to the mountains to dig for medicinal herbs, but today he told Sanqi that he had something to do, so he went out alone.
He walked alone on the mountain path, which was slippery because it had rained the day before.
Lan Jingtang carried a basket on his back, his steps unsteady.
He slipped and almost fell, but An Yuan'er caught him from behind.
Although he ignored An Yuan'er after he left, An Yuan'er still silently followed behind him.
"Brother An, are you tired of being a pampered young master? What brings you here today, wanting to experience life with me?"
Lan Jingtang seemed to have taken some kind of poison; he spoke as if he'd swallowed a bomb, his words laced with veiled barbs.
An Yuan'er wasn't angry. She smiled calmly and said, "It's quite interesting to experience a different life every now and then. Brother Lan is short-handed today, so I'll fill in for him."
"what ever."
An Yuan'er couldn't distinguish between these herbs. Lan Jingtang walked along, stopping frequently, and would cut down any useful herbs he encountered.
In An Yuan'er's eyes, these were just ordinary weeds, and she really couldn't see anything different about them.
When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they were both tired and stopped to rest.
An Yuan'er, with her sharp eyes, noticed the red mark on Lan Jingtang's neck.
"Are you injured?"
Lan Jingtang sneered: "Shengjing is so big, and I am just a wandering doctor. Who would have thought that so many people would have designs on me?"
He looked directly into An Yuan'er's eyes and said provocatively, "Brother An, aren't you the same?"
An Yuan'er thought that probably more than one force wanted the Blue Realm Hall.
She frankly said, "Of course, there is never help without a reason in this world. I did help Brother Lan for a reason. However, Brother Lan's neck injury has nothing to do with me, and I was unaware of it."
Human hearts are treacherous, and Lan Jingtang shouldn't have believed her, but An Yuan'er's eyes were clear, and he didn't doubt the truth of her words.
This young man, though not very old, has the ability to bewitch people.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted as if possessed that day, truly acknowledging her kindness, owing her a debt, and staying at the inn.
He continued walking forward, saying, "Although I do not know what Brother An is seeking, I cannot help you. I owe Brother An money, and I have been gathering herbs recently to sell them. Once I have raised enough money, I will repay Brother An, and we will be even."
An Yuan'er caught up with him and smiled at Lan Jingtang: "Brother Lan, why be so heartless? This money is a small matter, it doesn't matter whether you pay it back or not, but I sincerely want to make friends with you."
"Friends?" Lan Jingtang had lived in seclusion in the village since childhood. Everyone in the village had died due to unforeseen events, and he had no friends left.
All he asks now is to repay a debt of gratitude.
"Brother An has ulterior motives; how can you talk about making friends sincerely? I think it's unnecessary."
Lan Jingtang was a little angry. He had originally planned to ignore An Yuan'er, but along the way, he had unknowingly started chatting with her again.
The boy in front of him looked harmless, which is why he had been careless time and time again.
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