"Little thing, it's in the wrong place again, right?" Ning Yue smiled faintly, unfolded the note in her hand, and the delicate handwriting appeared on the note, one stroke at a time like a light song and dance, the person who wrote this note thought that she was also a talented woman with a full stomach. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's easy to get a daughter, but it's hard to find a confidant. Although I have known you for a few days, I have been like a friend for ten years. I can't wait to talk with Jun Bing at night, listen to the teaching, Xiao Ke's wish, and hope that Jun will fulfill ......"

The middle-aged scribe smiled faintly, silently returned to the counter, picked up the pen on the table and gently spread out a note, paused slightly, and suddenly showed a lewd smile, "I am a passer-by in the world, why do I know each other, the flying pigeon is no longer a matter of passing the book, this situation is embarrassing!"

After writing, gently dry the ink, roll up the paper and put it in the bamboo tube, and tie it to the pigeon's feet again, "Thank you for your hard work, you are allowed to spend the night here today, and go home tomorrow to find your master!"

The middle-aged scribe gently lay back on the chaise longue and picked up the book he had just put down in his hand again. If someone approaches, they will definitely find that the middle-aged scribe is not reading a medical book, but some secrets of Shuzhou martial arts.

The middle-aged scribe is Ning Yue who jumped off the cliff and escaped from everyone's eyes. After landing safely, he immediately disguised himself as Mr. Yao Cai, and left a bloody strip of cloth and sneaked to the Hefu without knowing it.

Ning Yue bought this piece of medicine through the snakehead, and the doctor made up as a doctor with peace of mind and took root here. In the days when Ning Yue was being chased and killed, he was not focused on fleeing for his life, he was even more familiar with some secrets in the martial arts of Shuzhou. And taking advantage of the leisure of the past few days, he wrote down these secrets that could be used on paper, and used them to ponder when he had nothing to do.

As the saying goes, medicine and martial arts are not separated, Ning Yue didn't know medical skills before, but during this time in Guiyue Palace, he read all the hidden medical books in Guiyue Palace. The memory of the realm of the unity of heaven and man is almost unforgettable, coupled with the keen perception of the aura of the martial arts master, Ning Yue has become a well-known divine doctor in Hefu in a short period of time.

As for how to make a name for yourself? The routine of urban online novels in the previous life has long been used badly, and Ning Yue can do it with a little trick. But for the Huijian Gate Zhuo Mansion in the Hefu, Ning Yue spent a lot of effort to make a plan.

Huijian Sect Zhuo Bufan is not like the Qingcheng Sect Mo Cang, who has a sect power behind him. Huijianmen has always been a single lineage, and only one disciple of each generation of this sect has been passed on in the end, of course, the heirs of each generation are famous top masters in Shuzhou.

The Emei faction made great efforts to win over the Huijian Sect. Legend has it that Hua Qianhe, an extraordinary wife, once had a heart for her twenty years ago, and even reached the point of talking about marriage. But Emei broke up the two in order to win over Zhuo Bufan.

is also because of this, the relationship between Hua Qianhe and Zhuo Bufan is very cold. Even if Zhuo Bufan fought for Emei's southern and northern wars, he rarely saw Hua Qianhe's figure. Especially after Hua Qianhe was seriously injured ten years ago, he lived in seclusion in the Hefu and almost never appeared.

If Ning Yue wanted to find out the unusual motives and purposes of the Emei faction in the past few years, she had to find an opportunity to break into them. And through analysis and elimination, except for the Huijian Gate Zhuo Mansion, Ning Yue, other forces did not dare to set foot in half a step.

Through collecting intelligence, Ning Yue learned that Hua Qianhe loved lotuses, and even dug out a ten-acre lotus pond in Zhuo's Mansion to plant lotus leaves. Hua Qianhe rarely goes out, but every time she goes out, the pomp is very large. Moreover, Hua Qianhe's reputation in Hefu City is excellent, and every time he goes out, he will help beggars, and the reputation of the people of Hefu is so surprisingly consistent, which also makes it very convenient for Ning Yue to collect intelligence.

As a police officer, sometimes you have to be more cunning than a criminal. And as an agent who has infiltrated behind enemy lines, he needs to do everything. Ning Yue has always adhered to this belief, so he made a fearless decision - seduction!

A woman who has been in a cold relationship with her husband for a long time, her heart is extremely empty. Because of this, Hua Qianhe is so obsessed with lotus flowers. Because of emptiness, it is necessary to seek sustenance. And Ning Yue, very shamelessly, created an accident, secretly intercepted a pigeon that flew out of Zhuo Mansion, and wrote a thousand ancient strange texts that Ai Lian had memorized in her previous life.

The pigeon doesn't speak, and it doesn't say that it's been kidnapped and not flying in the wrong place. So Ning Yue could say whatever she wanted, and as expected, the pigeon was released by Zhuo Fu the next day and flew to Ning Yue's pharmacy.

The copyist will be invincible. The reply the next day was naturally astonishing. After coming and going, Ning Yue became pen pals with Hua Qianhe. And today, it was also the first time that Hua Qianhe proposed to meet Ning Yue.

Wanting to capture the past is the second step of Ning Yue's plan. So when Ning Yue wrote this reply, she showed a lewd face.

Qingming rain, as fine as cow's hair. In the past half a month, Emei's police against Ning Yue has gradually relaxed. However, the blockade of Shuzhou has not been relaxed in the slightest. It can be said that the current Shuzhou is only in and out. Even businessmen who want to enter and exit have to go through strict checks.

Ning Yue's pigeons can't get out of Shuzhou, and without the canopy barrier, Ning Yue can't pass back the slightest bit of information. Ning Yue really couldn't find any way except to wait now.

In the early morning after the rain, the earth seemed to recover overnight. The air is filled with the freshness of the earth, and earthworms burrow out the soft soil to work in the flower beds. Hua Qianhe gently came to the lotus pond, looking at the lotus leaves that only showed sharp corners, and was a little disappointed.

"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons! What a noble quality, so deafening sound. Mr. must be a gentle and upright gentleman, I don't know ......" Thinking of this, Hua Qianhe's pink face inadvertently climbed up two red clouds.

Although Hua Qianhe is nearly forty years old, because the person who practices martial arts has a high level of internal strength. Whether it is the appearance or the skin, she is like a girl in the flower season. But with a smile and a smile, it has a mature charm. Because of this, Hua Qianhe's grace and luxury have such a high popularity in Hefu, and because of this, even if he has been in a cold war with Zhuo Bufan and his wife for so many years, Zhuo Bufan has always been heartbroken about Hua Qianhe's love.

"Coo-goo-" A soft cry woke Hua Qianhe from the outside of the world, and he looked back urgently, only to see the personal maid running quickly with a pigeon.

This pigeon has become Hua Qianhe's favorite treasure, and no one is allowed to touch it except the personal maid and herself. When she saw the maid running with a pigeon, Hua Qianhe's heart suddenly swelled up with an inexplicable nervousness. Ten years ago, she was not nervous or afraid in the face of life and death, but now, she has some fear of the pigeon in the hands of the maid.

With a slightly trembling hand, he took the carrier pigeon from the maid's hand. Carefully held in your arms, it is like a delicate treasure. Gently stroked the feathers of the carrier pigeon, and carefully untied the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg.

The carrier pigeon enjoyed the touch of its owner, and when the restraints on its body were untied, it immediately flapped its wings and flew into the air. Hua Qianhe unfolded the note slightly, and the familiar handwriting appeared in front of her again. But this time, Hua Qianhe's face lost its previous happiness. In an instant, his face turned extremely pale.

"What a ruthless heart...... I am not embarrassed by a married woman, why are you embarrassed? Could it be that my husband and I can only meet by letter to the end of the world?" Hua Qianhe muttered to herself, and suddenly felt that her heart hurt, and that kind of heart-wrenching like a needle prick made Hua Qianhe's breath chaotic.

"Poof-" Hua Qianhe's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood vomited out and stained the note in his hand red. Hua Qianhe's face was stunned, and the note in his hand turned into powder and dissipated into the air with his strength in an instant.

"Madam-" The personal maid was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Hua Qianhe's crumbling figure, "Madam, what's wrong with you?

An exclamation sounded, instantly alarming the other people in the Zhuo Mansion, and the housekeeper and the mother all flocked to it.

"Madame, how are you?" the maid was on the verge of tears.

"It's okay, it's a dark injury, just take a rest. Cuiliu, go get the cherry blossoms and ......"

"Yes!" the maid hurriedly put down Hua Qianhe and hurried to the room, and after a while brought a dark brocade box. When I opened the brocade box, there were only a few shriveled flowers inside.

Hua Qianhe carefully picked one up and put it in her mouth, chewed it carefully before frowning and swallowing it. With a long exhalation, his pale face regained a little redness.

"That's all Sakura is left?" Hana Qianhe looked at the brocade box with some sadness.

"Miss, it's okay, we'll buy it when we run out, you'll be fine......" Cuiliu said with a little whimper.

Hua Qianhe turned her head and looked at the lotus pond in front of her with a slight distraction, "Cherry blossoms grow in the depths of the sea of clouds on the cliffs. Even an extremely experienced herb picker may not be able to find it, and even if he does, he is not unable to pick it.

You know that my dark wounds need to be suppressed by Sakura, so you have not stopped collecting them for the past ten years. But there are fewer and fewer cherry blossoms at home, and now there are only a few left. Want...... You can't find it anymore, can you?"

"No, we ...... We can expand the scope and buy it outside of Shuzhou!"

"Sakura wildflowers are unique to Shuzhou, and even Shuzhou can't be found...... I wonder if I can wait until the lotus leaves cover the pond and see the mud without staining, and the water is clear and not demonic......"

"Madam, the master has been collecting everywhere, and when the master comes back, maybe he will bring back a lot?" Cuiliu hurriedly comforted.

"Don't let him in front of me in the future!I'm a little tired, help me go back to rest!" Hua Qianhe scolded coldly, and walked gently towards the room with lotus steps.

Since replying that day, Ning Yue has never seen the pigeon fly again. Maybe Hua Qianhe was really angry, or maybe the pigeon was stewed. Anyway, Ning Yue's life has returned to calm again, and the pen pal incident seems to be just a small episode.

During this time, Ning Yue's medical skills became more and more popular in Hefu. Although it did not attract the attention of Zhuofu, it caused unanimous hostility among his counterparts. Gradually, some unkind remarks flowed through the Japanese house.