"Hua Tuo is still alive, but that's all."
Lu Xingyue was sitting behind the desk and couldn't help but raise his head when he heard this sentence, "Did he really say that?"
Mulang nodded: "Yes, our people are mixed in the crowd and can hear everything clearly."
Lu Xingyue said thoughtfully, "What do you think?"
Mulang was silent for a moment and shook his head, "I can't say it, I feel like a swindler in the world of martial arts."
"Is there anyone going to see you later?"
Lu Xingyue put down the book in his hand and pinched his eyebrows.
Mulang said: "No, there was someone behind who wanted to try it, but they were kicked out as soon as they entered. They said that the time for the miracle doctor's consultation was up today. If you want to come, come early in three days."
Lu Xingyue made a move, pondered for a long time, and then laughed slowly.
"What's the name of the miracle doctor?"
Mulan paused and said, "I don't know."
Lu Xingyue: "...Where's your last name?"
Mulan: "...I don't know."
Lu Xingyue: "Are you a boy or a girl? How old are you and what do you look like?"
Mulan: "..."
"I don't know."
He felt embarrassed when he asked questions and didn't know anything. He lowered his head silently and said, "This subordinate is incompetent."
"It's not that you are incompetent, it's that this miracle doctor is too smart."
Lu Xingyue was originally a little resistant to seeing the miracle doctor, but now his interest was aroused.
"The shopkeeper of the aphrodisiac hall said that the miracle doctor will come in three days?"
Mulang said: "Yes, master, do you want to take a look?"
Thinking of Shen Lansui's expectant eyes, Lu Xingyue sighed silently, "Go."
Just think of it as fulfilling her wish.
*
Shen Lansui took a carriage back to the jewelry shop. Without leaving in a hurry, the shopkeeper typed out all the jewelry she had given her before and took out samples to show her.
Her favorite hollow silver butterfly tassel hairpin has an excellent effect after being punched out. It is radiant, delicate and agile. When inserted in the hair, it gently sways as the owner moves around. The silver butterfly seems to spread its wings and fly away, which is very eye-catching. .
The shopkeeper and several waiters gathered together to look at it and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! I have never seen such a beautiful hairpin before. Such a clever style can only be seen in the palace!"
"No wonder the shopkeeper didn't allow us to see it before. If we accidentally break it, I'll have to slap myself in the face!"
"If you ask me, you must have Madam's appearance to be worthy of such a good thing!"
Shen Lansui carefully took off the hairpin, glanced at the man who was talking, and said with a smile: "Jewelry has price, people are priceless, there is nothing worthy of it. As long as someone likes it, why not give it a try?"
The shopkeeper stroked his beard and nodded: "Madam is right, there is no reason to look down on customers when you open your business. You all should learn from this!"
"Yes, yes, Madam taught me a lesson, and I took note of it."
Several guys nodded hurriedly.
"Is there only one hairpin now?" Shen Lansui asked, closing the lid.
The shopkeeper said: "Yes, this is the only one for now. It's a sample. If Madam thinks it's okay, I'll have a few more made."
Shen Lansui pondered for a moment and warned: "Don't do too much, things are rare. If everyone has it, it won't be rare."
The shopkeeper understood what she meant after thinking about it and agreed immediately.
Shen Lansui looked at the other samples and asked the shopkeeper to make them in batches if they thought they were good. Some of the samples looked good, but they were a bit unsatisfying when they were made. She took them back directly to see how to make them suitable.
Just like this, more than half an hour passed.
It was already afternoon when we returned to the Duke's Mansion.
When Shen Lansui entered the corner gate, she asked, "Is the young master back?"
The doorman shook his head: "No."
She breathed a sigh of relief, took off her bamboo hat and went to Pinglan Courtyard.
Not only did she not come back in the afternoon, but she still didn't see anyone in the evening. Shen Lansui was used to eating with Lu Xingyue, so it was a bit awkward not to see anyone for several meals in a row. She frequently looked towards the door while eating.
Shang Xia and Guan Chun looked at it, and Guan Chun asked in a low voice: "What are you looking at, madam?"
Shang Xia pulled her up and pretended to be angry: "How can you ask questions knowingly?"
Guanchun patted his mouth and said, "Yes, yes, look at my bad mouth."
Shen Lansui: "..."
She glanced at the two of them and said, "What are you doing here? The food in Pinglan Courtyard is so good. Your courage is getting fatter and fatter."
Shang Xia and Guan Chun laughed.
"Isn't it because Madam is depressed? I want to relieve Madam's boredom." Guan Chun stepped forward to serve her a bowl of soup. "Although Young Master injured his leg, he was not dismissed from his post at least. Maybe it was from Jin Yiwei's side." What's the matter? Jin Yiwei always acts cautiously, and the young master can't tell his wife, so please don't worry, my lady."
Shang Xia nodded in agreement.
Shen Lansui picked up the bowl and blew on it, "I'm not worried, it's just that someone is missing suddenly, and I feel empty."
Shang Xia covered her lips and laughed, "Madam, she misses the young master. Since ancient times, lovesickness has been the most painful thing."
"Lovesickness?" Shen Lansui paused, feeling at a loss for a moment.
This word is really unfamiliar to her.
The calm inner lake is like someone throwing a pebble into it, causing ripples in circles.
After dinner, she sat at her desk and looked at the jewelry again under the oil lamp, writing down the areas that needed improvement.
I was reading and writing, but I got distracted while I was reading.
The north wind outside the window is getting wilder, blowing through the window gap and making my back feel cold.
She grabbed the thin blanket on one side and put it on it. She put one hand on the table and suddenly a poem came to her mind and she wrote it down.
After she finished writing, she glanced at it, her heart beat heavily, and there was an echo in her chest.
She chuckled helplessly and stroked her forehead, "I'm really stunned."
She raised her hand to crumble the paper, but this time the handwriting rarely looked better, and she was a little reluctant to let it go. After thinking about it, she took a paperweight and put it under the other papers.
It was getting late, so she went to take a bath and go to bed.
On the branches under the moon, Lu Xingyue returned to his room with stars all over the ground.
There was a light on for him in the room, and the warm fragrance hit his face when he entered, instantly dispelling the coldness all over him.
He paused slightly and turned to look at the inner room, where Shen Lansui was sleeping soundly.
The irritability of the night disappeared. He turned around to go to the bathroom, quickly washed up and turned off the lights.
As a result, as soon as he reached the couch, a gust of wind suddenly blew open the small window.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, he held onto the window, but his sleeves were too wide and accidentally caught a lower corner. The paperweight deflected during the movement, and the paper underneath instantly flew up like snowflakes.
Lu Xingyue frowned, stretched out his hand to grab, and only had time to grab one.
He quickly closed the window and locked it before the room became quiet.
The paper in his hand was a little wrinkled. He unfolded it carefully and couldn't help but pause after seeing the words on it clearly.
"If you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will only miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness... When will the syndrome come?"
Lu Xingyue murmured: "When the lamp is half dim, the moon is half bright (1)."
He turned around in a daze, but his eyes were interrupted by the screen.
(1) Quoted from Xu Zaisi's "Zhegui Ling·Spring Love"
Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, the air is like gossamer, and there is a lingering fragrance in the air. I hope that the gold wanderer will do it. When will the syndrome come? When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright
(End of chapter)
