The tree monument took the order and left.
After a while.
The door of the study opened again, and Gu Han, wearing a blue-gray green-caly plum embroidered cloak, walked in.
A girl followed her.
Zhang Juling looked up at her, with a gentle smile, but her eyes were as deep as the night, as if it could hit her heart.
Gu Han suddenly said something. Even in his previous life, she and Zhang Juling had little experience in living together like this... Her fingers were clenched into her palms, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to say.
"Miss?"
Taohong pulled Gu Han, helped her take off the hat of the cloak, reminding her: "Didn't you have something to talk to Mr. Zhang?"
It’s useless to stare at others, and it’s useless to not say anything… The girl who has not left the boudoir runs to the man’s residence, and it’s bad if someone finds out.
It's serious to finish the work quickly.
Gu Han was stunned, came to his senses, asked Taohong to go out and wait, and bowed and saluted: "... I came to visit you with a wise mind, please forgive me."
Zhang Juling smiled and said, "Miss Six, you are kind."
Her face was still very pale, with a burnout that she could not recover from her long illness.
"Go and cook a bowl of ginger tea to bring it over."
Zhang Juling turned around and ordered Shuming, "Put more brown sugar."
He was afraid that she would be cold, and of course he felt inexplicable pity in his heart.
When Shuming went out, he stretched out his right hand and said, "Miss Six sits as you like."
The breeze blew into the house through the open inner window, and the candlelight was clearly extinguished.
Gu Han sat opposite him with restraint. For some reason, he always felt that he was checking his homework by an embroidery master in the early years.
She let out a long sigh, took out a black brocade box half the size of a palm from the cuff, opened it, and put it on the table for Zhang Juling to see.
It is six dark and round pills.
Zhang Juling didn't say anything, picked up the bowl on one side and took a sip of tea.
Gu Han was not surprised that Zhang Juling was calm. He always looked like this, and he would not frown even if he got angry.
I have experienced enough experiences with him and his wife for several years in my previous life.
It would be better to explain yourself before waiting for him to speak.
"...This is a ginseng health pill, which is made for me by the mansion."
Gu Han pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind: "I want you to go out and help me check the ingredients.
I was a woman, and it was not convenient to go out, so I had to avoid the eyes and ears of everyone in the mansion."
The smile on Zhang Juling's face faded, and a faint light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He asked, "...what are you doubting?"
He could feel the true love between Master Wu and Mrs. Wu for her.
She actually came to him with this thing?
Is there any other incident?
Although Mr. Gu left early, his children are serious Gu family blood. Who dares to do something wrong in secret?
"I have been taking ginseng health pills for more than half a month. Others may not be able to see it, but I know my body.
I fall asleep more and more, and I rarely wake up during the day.
At night, I didn't say anything about sweating, but my heart was beating very fast..." Gu Han could imagine his confusion and smiled bitterly: "In order to verify this fact, I kept eating continuously... I just wanted to see if it was the same as I thought."
She spread her hands and felt helpless: "How could I come to you unless I had to?"
Zhang Juling Ruyu's face changed and she said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, are you still taking it even though you know there may be problems with the ginseng health pill?
Just for false verification?”
He is thin and small, and I can't tell that he is quite cruel to himself.
Gu Han rubbed the enamel-carved magnolia silver bracelet on his wrist and whispered: "How come he doesn't need to have it?"
At least I can now be sure that there is something wrong with ginseng health pills.
Although it hurts one thousand enemies, it hurts eight hundred of them.
It's useful in the end."
She also read "The Art of War"?
Zhang Juling smiled angry.
When Gu Han heard him laugh, he looked up at him, but was shocked.
Where is laughter?
He was obviously angry and his eyes were cold as ice.
When he saw her looking at him, he stared at her.
His eyes were like a sword, very sharp.
Gu Han's body stiffened and lowered his head again.
"It's not like this to hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage oneself by eight hundred."
Zhang Juling's voice was clear and asked her: "Do you know who the enemy you are going to hurt?"
Gu Han shook his head unconsciously.
"The enemy doesn't know who it is, and it's very practical to use it."
Gu Han felt a little uncomfortable when he noticed that there was no malicious joke in his words and was about to speak.
Shuming came in with brown sugar ginger tea and filled her with a cup.
Gu Han was just thirsty and drank half a cup in one breath, and his whole stomach was warm.
Drink the shortest one.
She swallowed her stomach again after she wanted to refute Zhang Juling's words.
Zhang Juling leaned back on the chair and watched Gu Han squint his eyes and drink tea. He was probably satisfied with the drink, and the dimples on his cheeks were slightly exposed.
It's like a little squirrel who enjoys himself.
"Are you helping me?"
Gu Han held a bowl in both hands and warmed his hands, "...If it is inconvenient, I will think of other ways."
Shuming was stunned. What does Miss Liu mean?
Threat the young master.
He felt a sudden heart, and the young master hated other people's threats the most.
The eldest young master only showed his intentions while he was unconsciously plotting against several shops under his command... It was the master who came forward to solve the problem before the matter calmed down.
"Go back and wait for my news."
Zhang Juling sighed in his heart.
He looks harmless, but he is impatient.
He reached out to put the lid of the brocade box and said again: "Don't take pills anymore."
Did he actually agree?
Gu Han was delighted and stood up to thank him.
Shuming looked at his young master in disbelief... Did he miss something?
Zhang Juling waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need to thank him.
He is not a troublesome person, and he can't tell me why he is willing to help her.
I always feel confused and clear in my heart, and it’s very sceptical.
The waning moon is like a bow, and the stars are dotted.
The night sky is as clean and far as it has been washed.
Gu Han said goodbye and left. Zhang Juling watched her back leave the study and finally disappeared.
The second day.
The sky is clear and the atmosphere is clear.
Zhang Juling found a reason and left the Gu family. As a guest invited by Gu Lin, he received no worse treatment than the eldest grandson Gu Shu.
The butler met him at the doorman and even asked someone to lead a carriage.
Shu Ming sat on the boss in the front room, raised his whip, and the carriage drove quickly towards Nanluo Hutong.
Nanluo Hutong is smaller and not as prosperous as Liuxiang Hutong. It is composed of a long street.
There are pharmacies running on both streets and two banks, and each has a doctor who is in the clinic.
After entering the street, Shuming parked the carriage at the door of Deji Hall.
There is also a small stall selling chaos next to it.
Zhang Juling got out of the carriage, walked through the front hall with a familiar path, entered the inner room, and asked the guy beside him, "Doctor Song is here?"
“It’s here.”
The guy looked up and saw that it was the boss coming, and he smiled on his face, "San Young Master, you go upstairs and sit for a while. Doctor Song is taking the clinic. The villain will go and invite him now."
Zhang Juling nodded and walked towards the private room where guests were meeting upstairs.
Dejitang was an estate under his grandfather's rule. This time he came to Kyoto from Jingzhou, he gave Dejitang's matchmaking card to himself.
My grandfather’s meaning is very clear, and it is for him to use.
Zhang Juling sat down by the window, and a friend put on a pot of hot tea.
Doctor Song came up soon, with his goat beard and very kind-hearted.
"San Young Master, why are you here?"
Doctor Song smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a while and I've grown taller again."
Zhang Juling stood up and saluted, "There is something here for you to hold your eyes."
Song Yan is the name of Doctor Song. He and his grandfather are old friends. They have all kinds of medical skills and are also well-known in Kyoto.
Dr. Song sat beside him and asked, "What?"
While speaking, I filled myself with cups of tea.
Zhang Juling took out the ginseng health pills in his arms and handed them to Song Yan.
The green tea leaves are distinctly rooted, standing quietly at the bottom of the bowl, with a strong fragrance.
“…this is it?”
Song Yan's beard was raised.
Zhang Juling nodded.
Song Yan picked up a pill, closed his eyes and smelled it, frowned, and then he used his fingers to spread it open.
He nipped his teeth a little bit, savored it and spit it on the ground.
“…This thing is mixed with two ingredients, one is ginseng and the other is Qili Dan.
However, the amount of Qili Dan is very small."
Song Yan also said: "Ginseng and Qili Dan are incompatible, how can they be put together?"
Zhang Juling pursed her thin lips, "What will happen if someone eats it?"
"...It's okay at the beginning. After taking it for a long time, people will collapse."
Chapter completed!