Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Mu Yao nodded gently. She and Shen Chutang had been through a lot together, so they could be considered life-threatening friends. She felt that she could reveal some of the details appropriately, and then she said frankly, "To be honest, Master Shen, my home is a little far from here. Master Xie and my husband are from the same school, so I plan to ask him to take me home."

"Is your husband also a disciple of Master Chen Mian?" Shen Chutang asked suspiciously. As far as he knew, Chen Mian had only accepted two closed disciples. One was Xie Ci, the current imperial master of Bei Ming, and the other was Li Shutong, the first talent of Nan Yue who had passed away.

Mu Yao's expression froze. Oh? So Xie Ci's teacher was Chen Mian. This - she didn't know, but she heard Xu Qingcheng mention that he and Xie Ci were both disciples of "Guoyun Hall".

"No, my husband and he do not have the same master." She did not want to reveal too much. After all, she did not know Shen Chutang well. They had only spent one day together.

After finishing the last piece of pineapple, Mu Yao put down the fruit fork and said, "Mr. Shen, please wait a moment. I will write down the prescription and the pill recipe for you."

Shen Chutang looked at her back with a gloomy look in his eyes: The only person who is from the same school as Xie Ci and married a beautiful woman recently is Xu Qingcheng, the "Hanmei Master" of Dayun. I heard that his wife is the only woman in Dayun who has been granted the "Nine-Fermentation Golden Phoenix Wine" by the emperor in the past three hundred years, and she was even slaughtered and robbed by the Bloodthirsty Pavilion on the wedding day. So it was her, so this noble lady Mu is the one he loves?

Mu Yao gently blew dry the two pieces of loose paper and handed them to Shen Chutang.

The beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper, which made Shen Chutang pause for a moment. The pen moved smoothly and cleanly, and each stroke contained a spirit, floating like a fairy. What was even more valuable was that a detailed refining process was drawn on the recipe. With just a few strokes, the furnace, medicinal materials, and fire were depicted very realistically. Only using black ink could the depth, lightness, darkness, and projection of the outline be fully reflected, as if there was really a furnace on fire in front of him. Her painting skills were novel and realistic, and he had never seen them before.

After carefully checking the contents of the prescription, each type required thirty or forty medicinal materials. There were not many rare species, but the proportions and the heat were marked in great detail. Shen Chutang was not familiar with pharmacology, but with these two sheets of precise dosage, he instantly dispelled his doubts.

He raised his eyes to look at the woman sitting beside him, his eyes full of admiration and shock revealed without any concealment, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth as he exclaimed: "Ms. Mu's calligraphy and painting are really amazing, I admire you."

Mu Yao stared at Shen Chutang's smile, which was as bright as the morning sun, and it seemed to warm her heart. Today, he changed into a blue shirt with an exquisite magnolia flower gold button on the collar, a hollow gold crown on his head, and fluffy hair like clouds. Three thousand silver threads half tied and half tied naturally fell on his shoulders like a colorful silk ribbon, fluttering without wind. His stunning beauty made her curl up her fingers in her palms. Thinking of the pair of golden magnolia flowers on her ears, a hint of crimson appeared in the corners of her eyes.

In Shen Chutang's eyes, the lady's half-coquettish and half-shy demeanor seemed as beautiful as a hundred flowers in full bloom, full of infinite vitality. The beauty so close at hand, the scent of apricot and gardenia in the air, and his own unique tea fragrance, blended together, and an unprecedented sense of loss of control rushed straight to the top of his head. Shen Chutang raised his slender and clean index finger and slowly stretched it to the corner of Mu Yao's mouth, gently wiping away the almost invisible lipstick for her.

The chill at the corners of her lips awakened Mu Yao's mind but caused ripples in her heart.

Such a man is really attractive, but she has no time to be distracted at the moment.

Seeing Jiaoren sitting upright, Shen Chutang couldn't help laughing and said softly, "But now you want to go to the Imperial Master's Mansion?

Mu Yao forced herself to remain calm and turned her head to the window. The moon was just above the sky, and the endless deep blue had not yet completely faded. It was time to leave. It would be rude to be late any later. She nodded gratefully to Shen Chutang.

Xie Ci's residence was about fifty miles away from Shunfeng Inn. Shen Chutang did not choose to take Mu Yao with him this time, but rented a carriage from the inn to take her there.

The body of the car was made of the finest elm wood, which was particularly strong. The compartment was not large, but there were three soft bamboo pillows, which were cool and comfortable. Mu Yao felt very comfortable holding them in her hands.

Shen Chutang put several sets of clothes that had not been worn in the car, and asked the store to prepare fragrant tea, fruit snacks, and even carefully prepared a cup of sour plum soup. This made Mu Yao feel uncomfortable and embarrassed.

"Mr. Shen, I will probably stay here for a few more days. Why don't you follow the prescription to heal your wounds first, and I will see you again in three days?" Mu Yao said sincerely with her red lips. If I don't do something to repay him now, I will feel guilty. They met by chance, but he helped me many times. If I didn't have any medicinal materials, I would definitely make a few bottles of cold-resistant pills for him.

Shen Chutang put down the teacup in his hand, and a breeze rose on his face. He looked at Mu Yao with a clear expression, gently brushed a bunch of silver hair on his chest, and said happily: "Very good! There is a Chaolu Tea House one mile away from the Imperial Master's residence. If we meet there, I wonder if it would be convenient for Miss Mu?"

"No problem. Mr. Shen seems to be very familiar with this area. Do you live..." Mu Yao did not continue asking, but used a rising tone to ellipsis.

Shen Chutang smiled and continued, "I usually like to travel around the world, and I have always been fond of tea and delicious food. The tea and snacks here are more to my taste, so I come here more often."

No wonder. Mu Yao suddenly thought of "Shuiyunjian" and the idea of ​​opening a branch in Beiming flashed through her mind. Her ambitions arose spontaneously, and she believed that she would soon be able to make a difference in Xianshui City.

The wheels of the car slowly stopped at the corner of the Imperial Master's Mansion. Shen Chutang seemed to have some reservations and did not intend to send Mu Yao to the gate.

Mu Yao casually took a veil. The clear blue gauze was unexpectedly the same color as Shen Chutang's blue shirt. Her delicate face beneath the veil instantly turned red. She calmed down and said calmly, "Mu Yao thanks Master Shen again. We will take our leave now. I look forward to seeing you again at Chaolu Tea House in three days." After saying that, she bowed slightly.

Shen Chutang gave her a false helping, stared at her deeply for three breaths, and said with a bow, "Goodbye."

The driver took off the light luggage and accompanied Mu Yao to the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion.

The two guards at the door had already noticed Mu Yao's figure, but they were already used to the noble ladies who came to ask to see the imperial master on weekdays.

Their national teacher's talent, appearance, and wisdom are unrivaled in the world, and there are countless women who admire him. Every day, there are many people who linger at the door to catch a glimpse of his style, and they can't be driven away. I didn't expect that there would be someone who was still determined to come so late. However, looking at her curvy and graceful figure, she seems to be quite pretty, but the veil...

"Excuse me, is Imperial Master Xie here?" Mu Yao asked politely.

The sweet voice made Yan Lin tremble, and his thoughts that had drifted away suddenly came back. With red ears, he bowed and said, "My dear lady, you came at an inopportune time. Master Xie went out last night and has not returned yet. How about you come back another day?"

not there?

Mu Yao was slightly startled, and after thinking for a moment, she said slowly, "My dear, my surname is Mu, and I am from Dayun. My husband and Master Xie are fellow disciples. Can you let me in and wait?"

Yan Lin was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes widened: Sure enough, you came here for their national master, or you came from another country to see the young master's style. But this lady, you are already married, what do you mean by coming to my national master? Do you want our Beiming national master to come to your Great Yun country to be a husband's servant?

When he thought that the noble lady in front of him wanted to waste his time as the imperial teacher, the look he looked at her suddenly became unfriendly.

"Ms. Mu, not everyone can enter the Imperial Master's Mansion. You must have a visiting card. I'm not exaggerating, no noble lady has ever been able to enter our Imperial Master's Mansion. Even when Miss Si came, the Imperial Master asked her to go back on the spot. You should go back and don't keep waiting for too long."

Seeing that his brother's tone was not very polite, Yan Huai felt very rude. He scratched his head and walked closer to Han Han and said, "My lady, please go back. The Imperial Master is really not here. He went out with General Zhao last night. He left in a hurry, so I'm afraid he won't be able to show up for a while. Why don't you go back first and come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to see him?"

Seeing how these two people were on high alert, Mu Yao was speechless.

Evil feudalism!

Seeing this, the driver couldn't bear it and reminded her softly, "My lady, do you want to go back to the inn first?"

Mu Yao looked around the corner and saw a figure standing there, and sighed in her heart.

"My name is Mu Yao, and my husband Xu Qingcheng is the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Dayun Kingdom. Please tell Master Xie that I came to see him and am temporarily staying at Shunfeng Inn." Mu Yao stared at their expressions intently and tried to add.

The two were obviously surprised for a moment. Yan Huai pulled Yan Lin aside and said uncertainly: "Brother, how about asking Uncle Miao?"

"Do you really believe what she said? How could the Third Young Master's wife from Dayun Mansion come to Beiming to look for our Master so late at night? Her husband didn't follow her. If we let her in, would it ruin our Master's reputation? Besides, Uncle Miao is not in the mansion. She doesn't seem to be in a hurry, so she can come back tomorrow."

Yan Huai was enlightened when he heard this. Yes! If the reputation of the young master is ruined, it would be a huge sin. He must not do it! He immediately bowed and said, "Ms. Mu, I am so sorry. There are rules in the palace. We brothers are just gatekeepers. We must not break the rules. Please forgive us if we offend you. I will tell you everything you said when our national teacher comes back. Please rest assured. Or you can come and see tomorrow? Maybe you can see him." Now, this is the only way to comfort him. After all, she is a noble lady. It would be a shame to be sent back so late.

"You're welcome, young man. Thank you!" Mu Yao responded sullenly and turned to walk towards the tall figure.

"Mr. Shen, it looks like I have to trouble you again!" Mu Yao said embarrassedly, with a hint of uneasiness in her tone.

Shen Chutang smiled slightly, his eyes full of tenderness, he rolled up the carriage curtains, and raised his voice as gentle as jade: "I have nothing to do, so I travel around the world. What else can I ask for if I can have such a beautiful woman accompany me? Let's go back to the inn first."

The creaking sound of the wheel sounded again. Mu Yao took off her hat and breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around, there was a cup of sour plum soup in front of her.

Mu Yao took the jade cup gratefully. The cup was cold. She said in surprise, "It's chilled!" She looked at Shen Chutang with some disbelief.

Shen Chutang smiled and replied, "Before we set off, I asked the waiter to prepare a bucket and put it in the partition under the car, wrapped in cotton cloth. The night wind is cold and there is still half a bucket left. How does it taste?"

Mu Yao lowered her eyelids, leaned slightly to the side and took a sip. The cool, sour and sweet taste brushed across her taste buds, and she felt instantly relaxed and refreshed, her heart—excited.

She didn't dare look at him with her eyes flickering. He was so sweet that her heart almost melted.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village.

Suddenly, she found that her luck was still pretty good.

"Ms. Mu, what are your plans next?" Shen Chutang asked.

Mu Yao pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "I'm going to write a letter to my family and ask the inn to take it to them. I want to come to the Imperial Master's residence again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and maybe Imperial Master Xie will come to find me soon. During this free time, you can find the herbs and the alchemy furnace on the two prescriptions, and I'll make the elixir for you, and I can treat your cold at the same time."

Shen Chutang looked at Mu Yao quietly for a while, then replied with a faint smile: "Okay, thank you." His voice was touching and soft, which made him look particularly charming and magnetic in the cool night.

"It's just..." Mu Yao frowned slightly.

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Shen Chutang opened his lips and said, "You can go ahead and say it."

Mu Yao felt that she needed to tell him about the risks of being with her.

"To be honest, Master Shen, the person I was hiding from yesterday was very skilled in martial arts. If that person had chased after us, I was worried that I would get you into trouble." Mu Yao thought he was really good and didn't want to implicate him, not to mention that he still had a cold.

Shen Chutang was slightly startled, then he smiled and said calmly: "Ms. Mu, you are worrying too much. As long as you don't want to leave, no one can take you away from me. I will take care of everything, just rest assured."