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"I'm dressed up. Sir, take a look. Are you satisfied?" A Cheng said with a bow.

Ye Hansheng was wearing a dazzling brocade robe woven with gold thread. The clothes were embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, with gold and silver threads intertwined and matched with fine and colorful beads. Every cloud pattern was lifelike.

He had a wide jade belt tied around his waist, inlaid with various precious gems, each one crystal clear and dazzling, complementing the brocade robe. Two strands of golden silk ribbons hung from the jade belt, swaying gently with his steps.

His boots were inlaid with crystal rubies, and the gold thread patterns on the uppers reflected a golden glow under the sunlight.

Ye Hansheng walked to the bronze mirror and looked at his gorgeous and exaggerated outfit.

"Bring me the hairpin with gold thread and replace it with this white jade one."

"Yes!" Ah Cheng took out the golden jade hairpin and put it on the purple gold crown that Ye Hansheng used to tie his hair. Hmm! Even more exaggerated, a complete dandy, exuding the aura of a nouveau riche.

"Sir, the carriage is ready, we can set off." Asumi also changed into a set of clothes made of very luxurious fabrics.

When a dandy young man goes out, his carriage must be a luxurious version, gilded and inlaid with jade, the whole body emitting golden light. The BMW pulling the carriage is snow-white without a single stray hair, and is equipped with a gold and jade headpiece and saddle, looking majestic, luxurious, shiny and golden, it is hard not to love it.

When the carriage reached the deepest part of Dongyue Road, it saw a group of people queuing up and several maids handing out license plates. The arrival of the luxurious carriage attracted the attention of this group of people.

The golden-haired Ye Hansheng got out of the car, and the maid came forward and said, "Sir, today's license plates have been issued. If there is no emergency, please come early tomorrow."

Ah Cheng said, "My dear lady, my master is not only here to see a doctor today, but also to donate medicine."

Asumi opened the box in his hand, and a perfect and extremely rare ginseng appeared before his eyes.

"Miss, please be flexible and report to Doctor Miao Shan." After saying that, Ah Cheng stuffed a silver note over.

The maid lowered her brows and glanced at the banknote, revealing a hint of surprise. She quickly said, "Excuse me, sir, what is your name? I will report it to Doctor Miao Shan right away."

"My surname is Jin, thank you for your help, young lady." Ye said coldly.

"Please wait for a moment, Mr. Jin." The maid ran to report.

"I really didn't know that there was such a place in Shangjing. It's just like the fairyland where Guanyin lives." Acheng exclaimed.

Miaoshan Hall faces south and stands on the lake. There is a bamboo forest behind it and an exquisite bridge in front of the door connecting to the lakeshore. In autumn, there are still blooming lotus flowers on the lake, emitting bursts of fragrance. The entire lake is shrouded in mist, making Miaoshan Hall even more hazy and mysterious.

"Mr. Jin, please follow me. According to the rules of Miaoshan Hall, only one patient can be admitted at a time." The maid said softly.

"You just wait here." Ye Hansheng took the ginseng and said to Acheng.

As you step onto the bridge leading to Miaoshan Hall and walk into the mist, you will feel more and more that this place is so beautiful that it does not seem like the human world. There is no autumn chill in the mist, but instead you feel the warmth and softness of the spring breeze. The fragrance of the lotus is even more fascinating.

Ye Hansheng's lips curled slightly, thinking: "This place is really interesting."

Entering Miaoshan Hall, what comes into view is a spacious hall with various herbs and flowers, and the aroma of medicine is everywhere. The north and west sides are filled with an entire wall of medicine cabinets. Several medicine boys are busy going up and down, looking at the prescriptions and preparing the medicine.

"This is Doctor Miao Shan's clinic. Please follow me, sir." Ye Hansheng followed the maid to the east.

The soft white gauze curtain fluttered in the wind, a few wisps of purple smoke rose from the incense burner, and a graceful woman with her face covered by gauze sat on a cushion.

"Doctor Miao Shan, Young Master Jin is here." The maid said softly.

Ye Hansheng handed the ginseng to the maid, then sat on the futon opposite the table. He held his chin with one hand and looked at Miao Shan, then stretched out his other hand and said with a smile, "Doctor Miao Shan, are you willing to take my pulse?"

A piece of smooth, cool, soft silk covered Ye Hansheng's wrist, and Miao Shan's fair and slender fingers placed on his pulse with just the right amount of strength.

"Thank you for your generous donation. This red ginseng is exactly what Miao Shan urgently needs. What's wrong with you?" Miao Shan's voice was as gentle as water.

"I'm afraid I'm suffering from lovesickness." Ye Hansheng held his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at Miao Shan intently.

"Ding ding... ding ding..."

The silver bells in the house made clear and pleasant sounds when blown by the wind.

"Oh? Your pulse is strong, your body is healthy, and you have no symptoms."

"The symptom of lovesickness is not in the body, but here, girl, don't you think so?" Ye Hansheng looked at Miao Shan and nodded his head gently.

Miao Shan smiled and said, "Sir, would you like to tell me about your symptoms?"

"Just because of a glance at the outskirts of the city, I lose my appetite during the day, cannot sleep at night, toss and turn, thinking about you morning and night, I just hope that you are with me every morning and every night." Ye Hansheng had a pair of deep peach blossom eyes, with waves of light surging in his eyes.

"Ding ding..." The sound of silver bells is pleasant to the ears.

"Oh? What is the most unforgettable thing for you, sir?" Miao Shan slowly approached.

The consulting room was suddenly filled with mist, like a fairyland. Through the dancing white gauze, Miao Shan and Ye Hansheng looked into each other's eyes.

At this moment, Miao Shan's face in front of him slowly turned into Liu Qingyin's face. She smiled brightly, blinked her big eyes and came close to him. She pulled his sleeve and said, "Shengsheng, look, is my new eye makeup beautiful?"

"Ding Ding~" The sound of the silver bell seemed to come from ancient times...

Miao Shan's voice echoed again, ethereal and distant, "Sir, what is it that you find most unforgettable?"

Ye Hansheng seemed to be struck by something. Looking at Liu Qingyin's smiling eyes, he heard himself saying, "The most unforgettable thing is that pair of eyes as bright as stars."

Liu Qingyin in front of him had a bright smile, her laughter was crisp and happy. Ye Hansheng let her pull him around in circles, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised, and he laughed with her.

Liu Qingyin's sleeves fluttered in the wind. In a flash, she was tied to the fire rack. Her blood was drained and her body was burned to ashes. She looked haggard and slowly opened her eyes. Her voice was hoarse and her breath was weak: "Shengsheng, why do you want to kill me..."

"No!" Ye Hansheng wanted to fly forward to save her, but no matter how he struggled, his body could not move.

Watching Liu Qingyin being swallowed by the fire snake and screaming in pain, Ye Hansheng was furious and roared loudly, veins bulging and a bright red spread out from the gaps between his fists. At this moment, someone patted his shoulder hard from behind.

He turned around suddenly and saw Liu Qingyin with a serious face, shouting: "What are you doing? Wake up, don't act like a fool!"

"Pa!" A slap!

Ye Hansheng gasped and suddenly came back to his senses, his forehead covered with sweat. Miao Shan was still sitting behind the table.

She said softly, "Master Jin is in good health, and there is nothing wrong with him. It's just that his mind is too complicated. I will prescribe some tranquilizing medicine for you. You can take it before going to bed every day for three days."

"Thank you, young lady." Ye Hansheng said as he calmed his breath.

Miao Shan smiled gently, picked up the pen to write the prescription, her eyes sparkling.

After getting the medicine and leaving Miaoshan Hall, Ye Hansheng noticed some subtle changes in himself. He became very concerned about the girl's eyes. Normally, he would not even look at them, but today when he came out, he glanced at the maid's eyes twice more.

Sitting in the carriage, he closed his eyes and held his breath, "What a powerful soul-control technique!"

"What's the problem?" Ye Hansheng reviewed everything he had experienced in Miaoshan Hall today. Was it the mist on the lake? The fragrance of the lotus? Or the scent of the herbs? Or the incense burner and wind chimes? !

While he was thinking, the carriage stopped for a moment and there was a commotion outside the carriage, "Acheng, what happened?"

Outside the carriage, Ah Cheng said, "Nothing special, sir. A little girl fell in front of the carriage and dropped flowers all over the floor. I helped her pick them up."

The carriage started, and Ye Hansheng continued to review the situation with his eyes closed. After a while, Ah Cheng suddenly said in a hurry: "Young Master, Young Master!"

"What's the panic?" Ye asked coldly.

Ah Cheng stopped the carriage, entered the carriage, and handed Ye Hansheng something, "Sir, look!"

Ye Hansheng took it and looked at it, then sneered, "Sure enough!"

"I guess someone put it up here while the chaos was going on." A Cheng said.

"Bufeng, take your men to keep an eye on Miaoshan Hall and follow the person who put the things there. Follow my orders and take action." Ye Hansheng said.

"Yes!" Bufeng dodged in the dark.

"Sir, what should we do next?" A Cheng asked.

"Go home and have a good rest. Go for a walk tonight. Maybe you can run into Ayin." Ye Hansheng said as he looked at the invitation from Yemeifang.

"Miss Liu..." A Cheng hesitated to speak.

Ye Hansheng did not respond coldly as usual, but said gently: "Don't worry, Ayin will be fine."

The carriage started, and he closed his eyes. The pair of sparkling eyes in his mind became more and more concrete, and Liu Qingyin's brilliant smile slowly emerged...