He was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show any surprise at all.
"A man and a woman alone, let's go into business together..." He hesitated.
She forced a smile: "Four six. I'm six, you're four."
"Practice medicine to help the world, regardless of gender." He looked compassionate, as if he had never shown off his medical skills in front of Cao's father, or said that he had been a doctor in his hometown. "It's just that I have something to ask Madam Qing."
"Say it." She thought, he was begging her for nothing, but she didn't come up with this idea yet.
He sat cross-legged, took out a finger-sized black silk medicine box, and placed it on the table: "Qing Niang, please take a look."
After that, he stood up and went to make tea.
She glanced at him, and the boy took his big blue cloth fence from the back of the chair, shook it, tied it around his waist, smiled at her and nodded, then went to the stove to bring a pot and pour tea.
Cao Xiwan was shocked by his big apron. During the days when he rented a house, he also wore a big apron to sweep the floor - wasn't that just pretending?
Do you really like big aprons?
Although she was well-informed in the yamen, she was serving hot tea and looking at him. Her temperament of wearing an apron every day was really unexpected. Could it be a uniform made by a disciple of some royal family?
"Does Madam Qing recognize this pill?"
"Huh?" She lowered her head, opened the pill box, and saw the black pill the size of a finger.
This is the pill in her medicine bottle. It's called Baizhen Pill.
Her father took a pill and said he wanted to take a closer look at what medicinal materials it was made from. As expected, it fell into the hands of Liu Xiucai. She never overestimated her biological father.
"I wonder what disease this medicine treats?"
"Strengthen the foundation and nourish the body, dredge the meridians." She said it simply.
"After dispersing the power, taking this medicine can actually have such magical effects?" He stared at the woman in front of him. He knew her identity very well. He even knew what the Qingluo female ghost rumored in the capital had done.
But when he checked her pulse and found that she was losing her strength, he still couldn't believe it.
Her appearance has not changed?
——She is really the little ghost in the cemetery, isn’t she disguised?
She saw it: "You want to touch me?"
"If convenient……"
"inconvenient."
"Thirty-seven," he said.
"hehe."
"Twenty-eight."
She decisively moved her face towards him. She had long wanted to take a closer look at him.
Is he... fighting a hundred swords?
The lower-class guest house is not spacious, and the floor in the room is made of plaster.
There were several layers of thick reed mats spread in front of the window, and another layer of yellow sheep felt. Futons were placed opposite each other, and the two of them sat cross-legged with a long black lacquer table in between.
Liu Ruhai looked carefully at her temples and the skin around her ears. The sunlight almost made the fine veins under her skin transparent.
Then, his sharp gaze moved to between her chin and neck.
She thought to herself that this was a skilled spy who was also good at medical skills.
She observed him in the same way without leaving any trace.
He shouldn't be from any of the yamen in the capital. If he looks like a northerner, maybe the news is correct and he is related to the prince's palace of the Jiubian Domain in the north.
"I'm offended." He raised his hand and carefully stroked the roots of her temples with his fingertips, using three-thirds of force. She knew that he had used hair dye, disguises and human skin masks to prevent her.
He stopped near her neck and used another five points of force with his fingertips.
After confirming that she was not disguised, his eyes flashed with ecstasy.
"Miss Qing, if you are willing to give me the prescription for Baizhen Pills, I will pay you 10,000 taels."
As soon as he said this, she raised her hand and touched his face lightly.
He froze for a moment, then calmed down again.
Touch each other.
She used her ten slender fingers to gently move around the roots of his hair. Like him, she seemed to be more careful than him. She moved her hands along his forehead to his ears, and slowly slid to the length of his neck.
Above the neck.
There was a needle-point light in her eyes, but looking at Liu Ruhai's eyes, the pupils were too fragmented, and there seemed to be a desperate hope that she didn't even know she had, and it seemed like the endless hope in the night sky at Chengfu Temple.
The sea of stars brings a loneliness amidst the bustle.
Who is she missing? He thought calmly.
Song Chengming?
Maybe……
Maybe she should be easily captured by him. Liu Ruhai thought to himself.
At this moment, his skin was in contact with hers, and his breath could be heard.
Only the floating dust in the sunlight was dancing lightly in the room, which was completely silent.
Calmly calculating in his mind, he thought that his appearance was superior to others, and he was extremely talented and could easily attract women. However, the woman in front of him was undergoing a big change. Her body was withered and she was like a useless person, and she was expelled by the Marquis of Nankang.
When she arrived at the monastery, she couldn't even get a concubine, and she seemed to have a man in her heart, so she must be emotionally hurt.
A woman with such bad luck can be his prey with just a little temptation.
Liu Ruhai remained calm and did not raise his hand to hold her warm and slender fingers, because her eyes were too calm. Liu Ruhai thought, maybe his appearance was not what she liked?
She stopped her hand, stepped back and sat upright again.
At this moment, he was shocked to realize that he had lost his chance? Was he obsessed with her eyes just now?
Her eyes were telling her that she loved him.
Hope he falls in love with her too.
Every move she makes actually tells her that she has a sweetheart she can't get.
Except for that man, all men in the world are rubble.
Liu Ruhai was shocked and lowered his eyes.
He suddenly saw through her state of mind, and his thoughts couldn't help but he asked calmly: "Is Madam Qing willing to sell me the prescription of Baizhen Pills?"
Better than his recipe.
You can maintain your appearance and maintain your health without taking supplements.
"There is a prescription in Jin Yiwei's secret file." She also lowered her eyes.
Under the sun, her pale and transparent face revealed a look even more disappointed and despairing than Liu Ruhai's - he was not fighting for a hundred swords.
Zhan Baidao is dead.
"You can find the prescription by checking the files in the Jinyiwei Yamen." She reluctantly reminded her with a stern look on her face.
Nonsense, he thought. If he could check it, he wouldn't ask her.
A smile appeared on his lips: "The price is negotiable, thirty thousand taels?"
"...I am short of money. But Lord Marquis, in order to save my life, my hair, and my appearance after I quit my practice -" She was dressed in gray nun clothes in the monastery, with her black hair hanging down.
Without any hairpins, she lowered her head and rolled up the ends of her crow-green hair with her fingertips. Her parents didn't realize that she had been seriously ill for a year, and they relied on the secret medicine Baizhen Pills to keep her strong.
However, ordinary people who practice martial arts will lose their physical strength within a year or two, and their hair will turn white, and their face will look like that of an old woman.
She was already prepared to become a wife and become an old nanny.
"Master Hou has spent at least 70,000 to 80,000 taels on my illness so far."
She raised her hand, picked up the tea again, lowered her eyes and sipped, "I can't give you the prescription behind Master Hou's back."
"I heard that the relationship between Lord Song and Lady Qing is different from others." He hinted implicitly, "But now that there are weddings in the palace, Lady Qing has taken refuge here."
She made a gesture and stretched out two fingers. He was stunned.