So even in the cave, surrounded by mountains, she decorated it with extraordinary novelty.
Most of the members of the Northwest Base where Mu Han Pavilion was located were women. In spring, Lan Qiqing liked to take them up the mountain to pick flowers and plant them around.
Mixed with the scent of medicinal herbs, it smells surprisingly good.
Lan Qiqing likes quietness and has her own independent study.
When she had nothing to do, she would read some medical books in the study.
In the past, she learned medical skills. She was able to enter Mu Han Pavilion because Han Ruolin was impressed by her superb medical skills.
It was late at night, and when no one was disturbing him, Lan Qiqing was in his study, flipping through the yellowed medical book. There was only one lamp on in the whole room.
The warm candlelight dances on the paper, so quiet and beautiful.
The only sound in the air was the sound of pages turning and a slight breeze blowing in from outside.
“Snap—”
The door was suddenly and violently pushed open.
Lan Qiqing looked up calmly.
You don't need to look closely to know who it is.
"Lan Qiqing, what good things have you done again?"
Han Ruolin's rough voice echoed in the room.
Lan Qiqing closed the medical book and slowly stood up: "Why is Pavilion Master Han so angry?"
Han Ruolin admired Lan Qiqing because of her extraordinary medical skills, but also disliked her because she was very ruthless.
This should be something worthy of appreciation, especially for someone like Han Ruolin who would kill anyone who stands in his way, even if it means killing a Buddha.
But Lan Qiqing is different.
She never considers the consequences when doing things, and is quick, ruthless and accurate, which is completely different from her quiet and gentle appearance.
But everything seemed to be in her plan and never out of her control.
But the process is always terrifying.
Han Ruolin is a very irritable person, but he has a very fragile heart, and he especially can't stand this about Lan Qiqing.
After reading the letter sent by Han Shuangye, Qiao Zhuang rode at full speed, packed up his stomach, and rushed to the northwest alone, ready to bring an army to punish the culprit.
"Oh, what's the matter?" Lan Qiqing said slowly. She was always polite to Han Ruolin. "Please explain clearly. It's not good to be so confused all the time."
Han Ruolin was like a gust of wind sweeping across the ground. He came in front of Lan Qiqing, threw the letter from Han Shuangye onto the table, and made a deafening sound with his hands.
"Look for yourself!"
Lan Qiqing closed his eyes speechlessly and picked up the thin piece of letter paper. There was only one line of words on it: Lan Qiqing wants to help Helan Yinsheng rebel.
She raised an eyebrow, tore up the letter slowly, and said, "Isn't this what we planned a long time ago? Why can't we carry it out?"
She didn't use a tone to discuss with Han Ruolin, she thought that this was correct.
Han Ruolin leaned over the table, staring at her seriously, his eyes full of anger: "But he disrupted the plan in advance. Do you know what he was going to do?"
"He is the deputy pavilion master. He just asked me for a bottle of medicine. I don't need to ask what he is going to do." Lan Qiqing was still unhurried, which made Han Ruolin even more furious.
"Stupid!" This wasn't the first time Han Ruolin had scolded her. "He wants to give this medicine to Helan Ruizhe. Don't you know how toxic this medicine is?"
Of course she knew the effects of the drug. She had developed it herself, so how could she not know? "Who do you think he gave the drug to?"
But when he heard Helan Ruizhe's name, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Helan Ruizhe, Helan Ruizhe. Helan Qin's grandson!"
Han Ruolin specifically emphasized Helan Ruizhe's name twice.
"How could it be him..."
Lan Qiqing was no longer calm at this moment. Her eyes were dull and she looked ahead without focus.
"Do you regret it now?" Han Ruolin finally caught Lan Qiqing's flaw, "It's too late!"
Lan Qiqing panicked briefly before regaining his composure and saying, "Ah Yin has his own medicine. Even if I don't give it to him, I can't stop him."
But he clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, trying hard to suppress the uneasiness spreading in his heart.
Han Ruolin had calmed down by now, and said calmly with a hint of sarcasm: "Lan Qiqing, you are really ruthless. No wonder Lian Ajun said you have no heart."
"Shut up!" Lan Qiqing didn't want to mention that name, nor did he want to hear that name. "All we want is Helanqin's life and that position. Ah Yin won't do anything rash."
"Heh," Han Ruolin admired Helan Yinsheng very much, but that boy, like Lan Qiqing, was extremely crazy. "You'd better go to Funing in person. That boy doesn't listen to me."
Helan Yinsheng joined Muhan Pavilion at the age of sixteen. Lan Qiqing was his first master, so he listened to Lan Qiqing's words very carefully.
The trust cultivated between the master and the apprentice over the past nine years is enough to support Lan Qiqing's reassurance to Helan Yinsheng.
"I'll go." Lan Qiqing opened the box on the table in front of her. Inside was many medicine bottles of various sizes. She took out one and placed it in front of Han Ruolin. "Take this to Han Shuangye first. This is the antidote."
But since it concerned Helan Ruizhe, she had to do it.
"Why don't you ask Helan Yinsheng why he suddenly wants to deal with Helan Ruizhe?" Han Ruolin picked up the medicine bottle and rubbed the smooth bottle twice with his fingertips.
"A Yin doesn't know the relationship between Helan Ruizhe and me. If he knew, he wouldn't do this."
This is damn trust.
Han Ruolin smiled and said, "Then wait until you go to Funing and find out for yourself."
By then, there will be a good show to watch.
Lan Qiqing didn't waste any more words: "Master Han, please condescend to stay in the guest room tonight."
“No need!”
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