Chapter Seventy-Three: The Strange Woman
Leaving Baihualou, the sky is dark, at this time in Baihualou, the lights are brilliant, and the flow of people begins to increase. Zhao Yuan found that most of the people who consumed in Baihualou were some foreign businessmen and some underground dart masters, and there were a few locals occasionally, not very many.
The East Courtyard closed work early.
After Mr. Seven opened the door, he told Zhao Yuan to leave food in the kitchen.
Zhao Yuan went to the kitchen alone, and it was quiet in the kitchen, and an oil lamp emitted a faint light. Sure enough, inside the pot, there was a hearty meal, and it was covered with a pot lid, and there was still some charcoal in the stove that was warm, and when the lid was opened, it was steaming and fragrant.
It seems that he has really become an idler in Wanjia now.
Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly.
After eating, Zhao Yuan returned to the hut and lit the oil lamp, and found that there was a pink paper butterfly at the head of the bed.
Seeing the paper butterfly, Zhao Yuan's blood flow rate suddenly accelerated, and his heart was also pounding. He hadn't received Wan Ling'er's paper butterfly for a long time, and the last paper butterfly was at least half a month ago, and he asked some innocuous words.
Opening the letterhead inside the paper butterfly, Wan Ling'er's graceful handwriting made Zhao Yuan feel extremely cordial.
The letter was densely packed with thousands of words.
Wan Ling'er seemed to be in a good mood, to the effect that she had been alchemy in the "Dan Realm" in Xiaoyang Mountain every day recently, boasting that her alchemy skills had improved by leaps and bounds, combining "Talking about Making Dan" with Su Xin Shitai's medical skills, and spending a lot of money to buy some talisman secrets, and now, she is fusing these knowledge together, saying that she wants to become a legend in the Xiuzhen world.
Wan Ling'er also mentioned that she went to Shenlong Mountain many times, and every time she blew up the two cheap nuns with pill spirit runes on the bright moon and tomorrow to find her teeth, and between her words, she was very proud. However, from a few words, Wan Ling'er seemed to be very worried about Zhao Yuan and reminded him not to approach the two cheap nuns.
Wan Ling'er said that the elixir she had refined would be baked one day, and she would give him one first.
After the last, Wan Ling'er also mentioned those spars, saying that she used a lot of spars, so that Zhao Yuan should not be angry, because her alchemy costs a lot of money, and she wants to buy such and such ones, spending money like running water, which is a helpless thing......
......
Zhao Yuan read the letter several times, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never went away.
Wan Linger did not forget him.
Wan Ling'er is just very busy, she is in retreat in the Dan Realm for alchemy.
Zhao Yuan couldn't have imagined that a woman would be so fanatical.
Until the early hours of the morning, Zhao Yuan was reading the letter, reading it again and again, figuring out Wan Ling'er's expression at that time, guessing what Wan Ling'er was thinking, and at the same time, Zhao Yuan was also a little worried about Wan Ling'er's safety.
Mingyue and Tomorrow's two nuns are not vegetarians, and their cultivation is far beyond Wan Ling'er, and they are ruthless and lawless, in case of a mistake, it is unimaginable.
In the early hours of the morning, Zhao Yuan replied with a letter and told him, and only after watching the paper butterflies fly away did he leave the East Courtyard.
At this time, although the Baihualou is still brightly lit, there is no more traffic in the evening.
The old bustard had been waiting at the door for a long time, and after seeing Zhao Yuan, he immediately led the way for Zhao Yuan with a flattering face, and said a lot of words to apologize to Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan habitually measured the pattern of the Hundred Flowers Building, and secretly wondered to himself, is this Hundred Flowers Building really exactly the same as the Hundred Flowers Building in the imperial capital? From the perspective of the pattern, this Hundred Flowers Building always seems to be missing something, could it be that Master Xiao has only copied part of it?
Soon, the two arrived at the door of a room.
The old bustard smiled ambiguously at Zhao Yuan a few times and then left.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
"Come in. Inside the door, Youlan's crisp and pleasant voice sounded.
Zhao Yuan gently pushed open the door, Youlan was sitting at the table making tea, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, obviously, she was also waiting for Zhao Yuan.
The two sat silent, and there was a long silence in the room.
Youlan didn't speak, just boiled tea on a small charcoal stove, added tea to Zhao Yuan from time to time, and did some very detailed tea art movements, the movements were elegant and quiet, between the faint mist, like a fairy.
"Are you leaving?" Zhao Yuan glanced at the already packed salute in the corner.
"Yes. Youlan's answer was succinct.
"I wish you a smooth journey. β
"Thank you. Youlan was busy with herself.
Zhao Yuan suddenly found that he couldn't find a topic, this woman was so bland that he had nothing to say.
There was an endless silence in the room, and the atmosphere was a little oppressive.
"Zhao Yuan, do you believe in love at first sight?" Youlan suddenly asked.
"Perhaps. Zhao Yuan thought of Guo Axe and Lotus.
"Do you think I'll fall in love with you when we meet?" Youlan looked directly at Zhao Yuan with a pair of clear eyes.
"This ......"
"If I tell you that as soon as I saw you, I fell in love with you and was willing to give everything for you, would you believe it?" Youlan's tone was still flat, as if she was telling someone else's story, and she couldn't see the slightest wave on her face.
"......" Zhao Yuan was speechless.
"I used to think that if you wanted, I would wash all the lead, live in seclusion in the mountains, and live with you for the rest of my life. Hehe, later, I thought, my thoughts are so naΓ―ve and ridiculous, in your heart, I am just a prostitute, a prostitute who can be a husband. And you are Zhao Yuan, a person who is different and born extraordinary. β
"You're different. Zhao Yuan spit out a few words.
"What's the difference? It's just a little more thought, in the imperial capital, a talented and thoughtful woman like me has a lot of energy. This time, I went to the imperial capital just to see if the imperial capital is really as talented as the legend says. β
"Yes, there are a lot of talented women. Zhao Yuan nodded.
"Do you know what?" Youlan showed a look of surprise on her face.
"I've heard. Zhao Yuan's body was shocked, this woman, her mind is extremely delicate, she must be careful when she speaks, so as not to show her feet.
"I heard...... Hehe...... Out of sight is in vain, this time, when I went to the imperial capital, I had a lot of thoughts, and the painting should also be returned to its owner. By the way, I heard that you're going to join a family?"
"Who did you listen to?" Zhao Yuan said with a wry smile.
"Like you, heard. As the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves, and often, I heard that eighty percent of them are true. β
"This time, it's fake. β
"Fake?" Youlan's eyes lit up, as if they had suddenly bloomed with brilliance.
"Fake. Because, in two months, I will leave Wanjia. β
"Leaving Wanjia?"
"Yes, in fact, I came to say goodbye to you in advance today, but you left before me. β
"Farewell ......" The blooming brilliance in Youlan's eyes instantly dimmed, and suddenly, Youlan's eyes once again revealed a light of hope, "There are still two months, I can wait for you"
"No, I don't. Zhao Yuan lightly refused.
"Hehe, I'm being amorous again. The look of disappointment on Youlan's face was fleeting, and she laughed at herself.
"You're good. β
"I know I'm fine. Youlan smiled, "Today, you stay, I think, you came to me, you shouldn't want to leave regrets." β
"I just came to see you. Zhao Yuan shook his head.
"What are you holding onto?" Youlan frowned and looked at Zhao Yuan.
β......β
"I'm just a whore who can do my best, your insistence has no meaning, but will leave endless regrets, perhaps, tonight, is the last time we will meet in this life. β
Zhao Yuan looked at the cup in his hand and was silent for a while.
"You hate me?" Youlan's face turned pale.
"I'll stay. β
"I'm not short of men, I'm going to have a different man every day. Youlan's eyes showed a hint of sadness.
"Not reluctantly. β
Zhao Yuan shook his head.