Mu Wenran came to the door of a certain room with ease, stretched out his hand and just wanted to knock on the door, but heard a very unfamiliar voice talking in the room, with a low tone, as if it was an old man.

She paused, but felt that she had already come, so she might as well knock on the door and go in. But as soon as he took two steps forward, he still felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly took his steps and stood still, looked left and right, but saw no one there.

This is strange, this house has always been heavily guarded, why is it at this gate, but when the two of them are talking about things, they can't see anyone, which is too abnormal.

She was wondering what was going on, but suddenly she felt the air in her ears surge, and suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing the vigorous cypress leaves on the side, and the evergreen leaves actually fell two for no reason, and hung on her shoulders and landed on the marble floor in front of her.

"Miss Mu? How are you? Zhuying's slightly puzzled voice came from behind her, and Mu Wenran reached out depressedly and patted the fallen leaves on his shoulder, muttering to himself. It's weird, why did the trees in your house lose their leaves just this spring? ”

Maybe she was dazzled, and at a certain moment when she turned around, there seemed to be a cold light flashing, and she couldn't see it really.

She blinked, and saw the expressionless Bamboo Shadow standing behind her, one hand hanging naturally at her waist, the other slowly slipping off the hilt of the sword.

"I'm here to send something to Gongzi An, but he seems to have something important, I looked left and right at no one, it just so happened that you came, when he came out, help me give this thing to him." Mu Wenran estimated that Jing Anyao would not be able to come out for a while, and it would be okay to have a bamboo shadow to do it for him.

She took two steps forward, delivered the things to Bamboo Shadow's hands, and carefully admonished her. "This medicine must be taken with warm water, once in the morning and once in the evening, and the man's illness will surely be cured, so you tell your master, he knows what I mean."

Zhu Ying nodded in response, and Mu Wenran brushed his sleeves and left, not delaying here for a moment.

I think that when she discussed the publication of academic papers with her professors before and after graduation, the professors were also very worried that the results of her painstaking work would be heard and stolen, after all, this kind of thing is not uncommon, every time there are footsteps at the door or someone feels uncomfortable, and she has to take a look to feel at ease.

It's the same now, although I don't know if Jing Anyao has this worry, but in order not to worry him, she should leave early.

Bamboo Shadow looked at her gradually fading figure, pondered for a moment, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Master, this is Miss Mu, she asked me to hand this over to you." He strode up to Jing Anyao, knelt down on one knee, and held the brocade box high above his head.

The furnishings in the room are simple but not lost. Delicate and elegant, although the two bronze crane title palace lamps were not lit at this time, they also added a momentum to the room, an old man sat cross-legged on the side of the good book made of camphor wood, methodically took a letter of white Xuan whose ink had not dried in his hand and shook it twice, waiting for the ink to almost dry, and then carefully put it into the envelope, picked up the red putty that was burned on the side and sealed it.

Jing Anyao put one hand behind his back, lazily raised his eyes, and snorted. "Gone?"

"Yes, probably because I am worried about disturbing my master's discussion."

His eyes were like water, and he looked closely at the brocade box in Zhuying's hand for a long time, and then reached out to take it. "It's up to the old pavilion master to take care of this, go slowly, and Zhuying will send Mr. out."

The old man made a big bow to him in fear, and muttered things such as unacceptable and frightened for a long time, and then walked out of the room under the leadership of Zhuying.

Jing Anyao turned around and sat back on the bookcase, put aside those tedious "family affairs", and opened the delicate small box with some expectation.

Pill?

Two pills the size of longan lay quietly on the silk in the box, the dark brown luster was what the medicine should be, and after the box was opened, the instant full of medicinal fragrance quickly spread, and I felt refreshed when I took a sip, and I didn't know what kind of medicine it was made of.

Jing Anyao looked through the box back and forth with admiration, and the bottom of the box was carved with a few lines of small characters in an extremely tricky way, writing the effect of the drug and how to take it.

It was a clever idea, and he raised his eyebrows at the strange gadget.

After a while, Zhuying turned back to the house with extremely neat light skills, and walked into the house with Jing Anyao's permission.

There was more to this room than just the smell of incense, Bamboo Shadow paused slightly as he stepped into the room, and took a deep breath, the unfamiliar smell of medicine made him instantly vigilant. "Master, do you want to test the toxicity of this pill?"

Jing Anyao replied unhurriedly. "No, you don't."

The bamboo shadow responded, but it seemed to remember something. "Miss Mu wants Childe to give this pill to ...... The man? ”

This time, Jing Anyao didn't reply immediately, and after a long time, he laughed sullenly.

I'm afraid this girl will misunderstand what he meant, he just felt that two of the sentences were vague and subtle, so he looked at it twice, and then he was worried that his own side knew the news, and there were so many ambitious people who might think about Cheng for a while, and what kind of bastard thing to do, so he stayed for a while.

"She's sharp-eyed." Jing Anyao slowly paced to his desk, pressed his hand down on a drawer, and a hidden lattice drawer slowly extended from somewhere in the corner.

He placed the small box in the dark compartment, grabbed his sleeve and gently brushed the dust off the box, which might not have been stained at all, and sat back down at the desk as if nothing had happened.

Often at this time, Zhu Ying will consciously retreat, but today, he frowned thickly, staring at his actions without blinking, wanting to speak and stopping, as if he had something to say.

"Say whatever you want." Jing Anyao was in a good mood at this time, and he was happy to solve his doubts.

"The master seems to be very different from Miss Mu Family, and his subordinates are worried......" Zhuying hurriedly picked up the conversation, but halfway through the conversation, he saw Jing Anyao squinting, hurriedly stood up, put on his robe and walked quickly to the door.

He didn't want to ask much, so he could only follow inexplicably, and the two of them walked quickly until they stopped at a ...... In front of a jewelry shop.

The forehead angle Qingjing jumped, and the bamboo shadow looked at Jing Anyao's eyes quite delicately, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva deeply, the master's mind is really hard to guess......

"Brother Gongzi, why are you here again? Yo, I didn't bring that girl with me. The shopkeeper looked at Jing Anyao, and suddenly there was a black line, which made him stunned for an hour, he was a customer who didn't buy it, and he couldn't forget it in his life, and at this moment he walked out very attentively, stretched his neck and looked behind Jing Anyao, and made sure that the girl didn't come, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since you remember me, do you remember the Qionghua hairpin that girl stayed on her head and looked in the mirror for a long time?" Jing Anyao's smile in the past was always cold and alienated, as if he always couldn't reach his heart, but this time, his warm smile made Zhuying stunned.

Is this still his master?