I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Luo Qianhuai felt that Mr. Mo's eyes were inexplicably hot and unbearable.

She unconsciously moved a few feet into the bed again, and she felt that the invisible heat had dissipated.

This action was quite an eyesore in Mr. Mo's eyes. His eyes darkened inadvertently for a moment, and the fingers behind him silently squeezed tighter.

He handed over the bamboo slip in his hand. The dust on the bamboo slips has long been brushed off and strung together with tough cowhide rope. It looks brand new.

"Madam Luo, are the things written in this bamboo slip true?"

Luo Qianhuai couldn't understand it at all, and said blankly: "Young Master must recognize the big seal script on it? Can you tell me what is written in it?"

There was a hint of confusion in Mr. Mo's eyes: "It is indeed a large seal script. Since Mrs. Luo recognizes it, can't she not understand its meaning?"

When he asked this question, his eyes stared at her face for a moment, as if trying to figure out whether she really knew nothing about it.

To be honest, since entering Changling, although she and Mr. Mo have had fewer opportunities to meet each other, their relationship has been much improved than before. He gave her freedom and all kinds of help, and she also helped him a lot. It had been a long time since he had seen the other party showing such a scrutinizing attitude.

Therefore, the time-travelers from the harmonious society are not at the same level as the local scheming men.

You feel that you can already be brothers and have a good chat over wine, but the other party is Prime Minister Bai, who knows you are still pressing the sword, and the wariness and barrier are always there.

Luo Qianhuai suddenly lost interest in the content on the bamboo slip.

She got up and stayed at the bed: "Since this slip is useful to the young master, I will not ask any more questions. As for where it came from, I can provide the location. There are still more than ten bamboo slips there. The young master can just go and get it." "

Her sense of alienation was so obvious that Mr. Mo naturally felt it too.

"The things contained in the volume are of great importance." He swallowed the slightly bitter feeling and explained: "Mrs. Luo, do you know what is in the secret box that you helped Huo Yu open? "

Luo Qianhuai's reaction was very quick: "Young master, you mean that the records in this bamboo slip are related to the secret box?"

What a coincidence. The key to the secret box was snatched from her, and she took the initiative to open the secret box. However, she happened to discover the records related to the secret box.

Although I don't know what it said, looking at the serious expression on Mr. Mo's face, it's probably not optimistic.

"Could it be that the stuff in that box is poisonous?" As soon as she said this, she felt it was inappropriate and wanted to bite her tongue and swallow it back.

Sure enough, Mr. Mo stepped forward suddenly, pressed her shoulders with both hands, his face was as cold as frost, and said in a cold voice: "You really know!"

"This is a conclusion that a normal person can draw through reasoning, okay?" Luo Qianhuaiwang's injury on his back hurt from being pressed, and he couldn't help but climb onto his wrist, with a look of pain on his face.

Seeing her expression, Mr. Mo's heart suddenly shook and he slowly let go of his hand.

"Sorry." His voice became soft again, with some unexplainable caution: "I'll ask Xingyi to come over and reapply the medicine for you."

"No need." Luo Qianhuai said calmly, "I am a doctor myself and I know how to treat you. Master, please step aside for a moment. After I change my clothes, I will draw a drawing for you."

Mr. Mo stood quietly for a while, feeling inexplicably blocked in his heart. But the things mentioned on the bamboo slips were indeed too important, and it was indeed necessary to clarify the ins and outs immediately before deciding on the next move. I really didn't dare to delay at all.

"Okay." He finally said nothing and turned around and left the inner room.

Xingyi came in to help her wash and change clothes, led her to draw a picture, and then sent her to the carriage back to Changlingyi.

During this process, she never saw Mr. Mo again.

The charioteer is Wei Lan, and it is said that the prince personally arranged it.

There are a lot of things in the carriage. The ginseng bear bile she brought back this morning has been neatly packed and placed in a rosewood box. There are also many ingredients and gift boxes.

Luo Qianhuai originally thought that those things would be delivered to Mingyue Tower along the way. Unexpectedly, as soon as the carriage stopped, Wei Lan called Xing Jiu and started to move the things directly to the drug store.

"Young Master has prepared it a long time ago. I thought I would deliver it to you in the next two days." Wei Lan didn't know that she and Young Master Mo had already formed a knot in their hearts, and said cheerfully: "All kinds of ingredients, cloth, jewelry, and dried and fresh fruits." There is everything you need, including a fat deer that my former son hunted with his own hands, which has been cut into parts and is just waiting for Lady Luo to taste it."

"Young master, you have troubled yourself." Luo Qianhuai just wanted to stay away from Mr. Mo, and did not want to take advantage of him: "It's just that I have already prepared all the new year's goods, and my medicine shop is narrow and there are few people, so I don't need so much. Please take it back along the same route and tell the truth to the young master."

I thought it was a very simple assignment, but I didn't expect that I would be rejected.

Wei Lan scratched his head and looked at Xing Jiu with an innocent face. Xing Jiu had already been ordered to put Luo Qianhuai first in everything, so he could only give him a look that meant he was asking for blessings.

"Madam Luo. If I can't do such a small thing well, I will definitely be punished by the young master." Wei Lan came over pitifully and begged in a low voice:

"Ms. Luo, Aunt Wei Lian, just take pity on me and just accept the things!"

Luo Qianhuai didn't say anything else, he just stepped into the door with the box containing bear bile and ginseng in his arms.

Wei Lan was overjoyed and quickly turned around to pick up the things. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the door of the medicine shop was tightly closed, and neither Xingjiu nor Luo Qianhuai was anywhere to be seen.

It was still broad daylight, and there were many people visiting the East Market. Seeing this handsome young man with a mournful look on his face, they all stopped to watch and point.

"What's going on with this young gentleman? Why is he stopped outside the house?"

"Tsk tsk, it's useless to prepare goods for so many years. Could it be that he is a bastard who made a mistake and was exterminated from the clan?"

"I don't want to talk nonsense. The owner of this house I have met is a handsome young lady. She has nothing to do with this young man."

"Does that mean you are interested in someone else's little lady? It's human nature to admire Shao Ai when she's young. Unfortunately, she's interested in falling flowers, and flowing water is ruthless. It's sad and pitiful!"

"If the young man has nowhere to go, why not go back with me? I have a lot of money in my family, and I guarantee that the young man will have fun every night from now on."

The last person to speak was a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties, dressed in a shabby dress, looking at Wei Lan with a provocative look in her eyes.

Wei Lan had never seen such a scene before. At that moment, his face turned red and he didn't care about anything else. He just got in the car and ran away.