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Yihan followed the middle-aged man around, and finally stopped at a relatively remote and quiet house, which is a rare ancient Chinese house, and two stone lions can be seen at the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All the way in, there is not much difference from being in a bamboo garden. Compared to the outside world, even if there is no bamboo to block it, the light here is not very good. It was as if there was a huge barrier covering the entire house.

As if he knew Yihan's question, the middle-aged man who walked in front said at the right time, "Uchiko is not very used to the strong sunlight, so I laid an enchantment to block part of it." ”

"I can see that Your Excellency is kind to your wife. ”

"Sometimes it may only be when you lose that you know how to cherish it. I guess I owe Uchiko. I can hear the helplessness in these words, as well as a faint melancholy.

"......" maybe, only when they lose each other, can they see each other clearly.

It's the same trail again, and if there is no one to lead the way, I'm afraid I'll really get lost in this maze of bamboo.

"The front is there"

"Well, even if you really love your wife, you can't do it like that." It's not like someone is robbing it or something......

After leaving the bamboo forest, there are several independent pavilions, and pools are built around them, which are different from ordinary pools for landscape, and the pools here are like moats, so they protect these pavilions.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like house arrest......

Yihan was led by a middle-aged man into one of the pavilions. This is a five-story pavilion, the first floor is divided into several parts, but each part is almost full of medicine tripods and medicinal materials, and there are many independent rooms in it, separated by doors, but Yihan can still know that it should be refining medicine inside, and the level of this elixir is not low.

All kinds of medicinal herbs were piled up together, and walking up, it should also be a bad smell of medicine, but she smelled a faint fragrance, this is the third floor they came to.

The windows on the third floor were all covered, and with the light of the hedrons, she could see that the layout of the third floor was quite simple, with a bedroom, a living room, a study, and a closed room.

The delicate woman was kneeling at the coffee table, fiddling with the tea set, "I'm back, how about tasting my freshly brewed tea." Are there any guests today?"

"Hmm" The middle-aged man replied lightly, and sat down at the coffee table, of course, Yihan. At this time, Yihan saw the woman's appearance clearly, although she was not peerless, but she was also the type of alluring country and city, but her face was very pale, and her intuition told her that the sickly paleness was very abnormal.

However, the woman was slightly surprised by Yihan, because the people who came here were the people he brought to treat her. But Yihan's age looks ......

"Qingling, this is Xun Gongzi, a friend of Bing'er. He is also a healer. Then the middle-aged man looked at Yihan again, which was a brief introduction, "She is my inner son, her name is Qingling"

"Xun Gongzi is really a young talent. With a friend like you, Bing'er doesn't have to be too lonely" At the mention of the word Bing'er, Qing Ling's tone was full of guilt and self-blame.

I always feel that these two people have a lot of relationship with Wubing, and they even look at her differently. Looking at this posture, it's better to finish reading it early and leave early. "Mrs. Qingling has won the prize. Extend your right hand. Although she is called a healer, she and Tear Dance learned, and she feels that there is not much difference from Chinese medicine.

Qing Ling bowed his head slightly and stretched out his right hand. "Then there is Lao Xungongzi. ”