After Jiang Yueyang returned home, he picked up a pen and wrote a letter in pinyin and asked someone to deliver it to "Caiyunfang" to Ye Wuhen.
"Caiyunfang" is the base of "Xuesha Pavilion" in the capital, an ordinary dyeing workshop.
His Majesty asked her to buy potatoes and sweet potatoes as soon as possible, and she needed someone to help cover for her.
Ye Wuhen is the best candidate.
The system asked: [Host, if you don't want others to know what's written above, why don't you choose the more cryptic English? ]
[I’m afraid Ye Wuhen won’t understand. ]
【I am a college student. 】
Jiang Yueyang paused, and then said with a guilty look: [What's wrong with college students? Do college students have to be able to read English? ]
[His English is 6...] The system suddenly realized something, [Oh! I see, the host can't write English now.]
[If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb. ]
The system shut its mouth obediently, but after a while it couldn't help but play an English song for Jiang Yueyang.
"A, B, C, D, E, F, G...H, I, J, K. L, M..."
The English song hadn't finished playing yet when there was a snap and the system was locked in a small dark room.
He didn't even have time to say his last words.
At this time, on the other side, in the private room of Qingfeng Tower.
Gu Lan propped up his chin and looked at the blue sky outside the window, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
Bai Ze sat opposite him, quietly waiting for him to speak.
The middleman Lu Yunting poured himself a cup of tea as if no one was around. While sipping the tea, he wondered what she was doing at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Lan withdrew his gaze and looked at Bai Ze in front of him, and said lightly: "You are a person who can keep your composure."
If it were someone else, after being left out for so long, they would have become impatient or taken the initiative to ask.
Bai Ze picked up the teapot and poured tea for Gu Lan. "I don't have many advantages, but I have enough patience."
"I will ask you three questions. If you can answer them to my satisfaction, I will agree to treat your ladyship."
"Excuse me, doctor."
"First question, you knew I wanted the Seven Star Flower in Miss Jiang's hand, so why didn't you try to find it for me?"
Bai Ze answered without thinking: "Mrs. Xiao Jiang is a soft-hearted girl. If I ask, she will definitely give it to me. But I can't pretend to be ignorant and take advantage of her."
"You can buy it with money or exchange it for something."
"How much money do you think I should pay for it? And what can I exchange for the Seven Star Flower?"
Gu Lan did not answer, and asked again: "Second question, if I want you to be my medicine man, are you willing?"
"Okay!" Bai Ze answered straightforwardly.
"The third question is, if I tell you that you must divorce your wife after she gives birth to a child, are you willing?"
"No."
Gu Lan picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp. "Okay, go away. I won't treat your lady."
Bai Ze was stunned, and finally left without asking anything.
As soon as he left, Lu Yunting asked, "What are you dissatisfied with his answer?"
"He's not satisfied with anything." Gu Lan explained, "For the first question, he gave up without even trying, which shows that he doesn't really want a child.
The second problem is that the person making the medicine is in danger of his own life. It is stupid for him to disregard his own danger for the sake of an unborn child.
The third question is, I asked him to divorce his wife, but I didn’t say that I couldn’t let him marry her again, which was extremely stupid.”
Lu Yunting: “…”
Lu Yunting shook his head and finally asked, "Are you sure it's incurable?"
"Incurable."
"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Lu Yunting stood up and walked out.
Gu Lan stood up and said, "Where are you going? Are you going to look for Miss Jiang? Take me with you."
"no."
Gu Lan immediately turned around and walked back, "Goodbye."
Before Lu Yunting walked out of the private room, he said, "Gu Lan, according to your logic. You said you wouldn't treat your wife, but you didn't say you wouldn't treat Madam Bai, right?"
Gu Lan was silent.
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Caiyunfang.
Ye Shang, the leader of the Blood Evil Pavilion, stared at Ye Wuhen with sharp eyes, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
Ye Wuhen imitated the original owner and put on a cold face, showing no fear at all.
Recently, he recalled some of the original owner's memories.
It was unexpectedly discovered that although the original owner's father was cruel, he was particularly fond of his son.
Therefore, Ye Wuhen felt that as long as he insisted that he was the original owner, Ye Shang would not kill him.
Ye Shang didn't see anything wrong with him, so he asked, "I heard from them that you have changed a lot recently."
"I've changed?" Ye Wuhen raised his lips slightly, "Ah... yes, I suddenly want to be a good person recently."
"Good man?"
Ye Wuhen smiled and said, "Don't you think it's interesting? A madman who kills without blinking an eye and a good person that everyone likes, in the end they are the same person."
Ye Shang: Who said he has changed? Isn't he still crazy?
At this time, a subordinate walked in from outside the door.
He said tremblingly: "Pavilion Master, Young Pavilion Master, someone just delivered a letter, saying it was for the Young Pavilion Master."
Ye Shang reached out to take it, but Ye Wuhen said coldly: "Father, that is a letter for me."
"I can't see?"
"cannot!"
Ye Shang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Wuhen. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand.
Ye Wuhen took the envelope, but did not open it immediately. Instead, he looked at Ye Shang and said with a smile: "Father, I hope you will not interfere in the affairs of the "Blood Demon Pavilion" in the future.
In addition, when I am a good person, the "Blood Demon Pavilion" cannot accept the mission of assassinating good people."
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