"Before you entered the city, I saw Zhou Bida rushing back to the city with people, and it just so happened that the second son of the Qian family died, you rushed to the pharmacy and sent his subordinates, presumably, someone did something to the medicine?"

Gu Yilan curled his fingers and tapped lightly on the tabletop, his tone was unhurried and very confident.

His hands look very similar to Gu Fenglin, they are both white and slender, with distinct bones.

Even the action of tapping on the table, the uncle and nephew are strikingly similar.

Mu Yunhan looked at his hand, unconsciously remembering Gu Fenglin, and didn't know when he would come back from the Lingxiao Temple.

Gu Yilan smiled suddenly, and his tone was brisk: "What are you looking at?" “

He raised his hand and turned it back and forth to the light so that she could see clearly: "A long time ago, a girl wrote a poem for my hand. “

Mu Yunhan was inexplicable, what did he do with her? To show off?

Gu Yilan shook her head: "I can't remember what that poem was written, I just remember that she crossed the crowd, blushed, handed me the poem, and then ran away."

The next day, her father and brother came to me and asked me if I would like to marry her as a second room. I was surprised. “

He looked at Mu Yunhan: "You know, people like us are born with defects and can't die well, and marrying someone is harmful." So, I refused. “

Mu Yunhan couldn't help but sneer: "Then you came to harm me?" “

Gu Yilan said: "You are different. Your surname is Mu. The fate of the Gu family and the Mu family is related, and they are a natural pair. Gu Mu marriage, each takes what he needs, and there is no one who harms whom. Not to mention ......"

He paused, and said coldly: "I like you and am willing to be with you." “

Mu Yunhan couldn't help but be angry when he heard this, and was about to refute, he raised his hand to stop her: "Don't say anything tonight, just listen to me." “

"In my life, I was born for my family and for Zhao Guo. It's not up to me to live, it's not up to me to die, I don't have any preferences, and I don't have anything particularly disgusted. As long as the family can continue and the Zhao country can continue, I have nothing else to ask for. “

"My wish was to sit firmly in the position of priest, because I could not see any possibility for others to surpass me, until I met you......"

Gu Yilan smiled slightly: "I like you inexplicably, even if it's so far away, as long as I see you there, as long as I can feel the breath on your body, I feel comfortable physically and mentally." “

"You can dislike me, it's okay, I'll give you time until you get to know me as a person."

Gu Yilan's eyes shone brightly, and his expression was gentle and calm.

Mu Yunhan knew that everything he said to him was in vain, so he simply didn't say it, found the account books and flipped through them, when he didn't exist.

The candle flame jumped, and the two sat opposite each other, both silent.

"The owner ......," the young man shouted outside, and came in with a bowl of noodles: "This is the only one in the kitchen, I fried an egg for you, and I will eat it." “

Suddenly saw Gu Yilan, and immediately froze: "This ......"

Mu Yunhan shook his hand: "Don't pay attention to him, you go and boil some water and make a pot of tea." “

She ate and drank in front of him, and her demeanor was calm, and she was not at all uncomfortable.

Gu Yilan sat quietly, his back straight, his clothes were not messy, like a statue.

After Mu Yunhan finished eating, he ordered the young man to come in and put away the dishes and chopsticks, sit quietly and drink tea, and even took out a medical book, which he read with relish under the lamp.

Gu Yilan looked at her silhouette and said softly, "Have you ever had some strange dreams?" “