You rascal, stop right there!

It was raining heavily and drizzling.

At this time, Bai Wan walked back to the orchid garden holding a small torn oil-paper umbrella.

He was very lucky that he had arranged for Chen Yu to live in his house. Otherwise, the dilapidated house might not be able to hold up.

As for Lanyuan, he didn't want to go back.

Since he no longer wants to recover those bad memories, there is no point in getting entangled with this Ling family's lover.

So what if he signed the contract? He is a rogue to begin with. The worst that can happen is that he will be thrown into jail.

But Chen Yu suddenly let slip that he was working in the Orchid Garden, and Old Man Bai was so pleased that he actually kicked him out.

He insisted on going back to his employer and working hard for him! It really makes me angry!

Thinking of this, he felt that there might be other reasons why Ling Zichen did not recognize him!

No matter if it was because of hardship or something else! Since he said he didn't know me time and again, why did I still approach him?

The rain was so dense that it formed lines, making it impossible to see the road clearly.

Bai Wan barely held up her umbrella and carefully identified the direction before she reached the entrance of the orchid garden.

He had just walked in when a warm and crisp voice rang out.

"Abai, you're back late."

Bai Wan came back to her senses and looked carefully. Ling Shumo was standing there in green clothes, holding a white umbrella.

The man in blue with lowered eyebrows and a faint smile, his eyebrows and eyes are still as beautiful as ink and painting. There is still a trace of heroism between his eyebrows and eyes. He is really a handsome and elegant young man.

He couldn't help but feel that it was a pity that this person was obviously a man, but was raised as a canary like a woman!

Besides, it’s late at night, doesn’t he have to go and accompany Mr. Ling?

So Bai Wan leaned forward to look behind him, and then glanced into the inner room.

Seeing this man behaving strangely, Ling Shumo said:

"What are you looking at?"

"Mr. Ling!" Bai Wan muttered, "Where is he? Why did they let you out alone?"

After saying this, he walked towards the inner room.

Ling Shumo opened his thin lips slightly, not understanding what he said. He just felt that he was referring to Ling Han. So, he smiled slightly:

"He is resting in the west wing."

Bai Wan was full of doubts: "You are in the east wing, right? It's really far away!"

The person on the other side really didn't know what this person was sighing about, so he said politely: "Would you like to try this new dish?"

"Tsk!"

Bai Wan saw the black medicine again, although it tasted actually very good.

He remembered what his father said, that is, to devote oneself to the cause. It seemed a bit cunning to just be a food taster.

Seeing this man trying to please his patrons for his livelihood, being kept in the house, and losing his dignity as a man. He also tried every means to please Ling Yuanwai, and even treated a food taster like himself with such courtesy.

Bai Wan felt that this man was a little pitiful for no reason.

Although my past is likely to be filled with painful memories, it shouldn't be more difficult than this person's!

Thinking of this, Bai Wan ate the medicinal food bit by bit.

Then, he said to the person opposite him with a rare sigh: "This chicken soup is very good, but you can't just do it like this! Because the color is really not good-looking! Pay attention to the presentation! Only people who eat it will be happy!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Shumo nodded in understanding.

Then, he said to the man in a very mature manner: "Bai Ri Xuan has green plates, which are much better than this white plate."

"The blue and white longevity tea cup, the blue sky and rainy color, are full of floating mist and rain guests."

Ling Shumo chuckled. This poem, combined with his gentlemanly temperament, made it impossible for people to take their eyes off it.

"You...you are quite literary!"

Bai Wan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he was the only one who couldn't read. He also wanted to speak poetry and songs in such a fancy way in front of others.

Look at the situation they are in, yet they still know poetry, books and etiquette!

Not like him!

So White Pea asked:

"Your name is Ling Zichen?"

The corners of Ling Shumo's mouth trembled slightly, and his narrow eyes became bright. I thought Yuebai had recovered some memory.

"I heard from A Yan that you have changed your name to Ling Zichen. You were from Caizhou before, and came to Baiyun City for work!" Bai Wan put down the medicine bowl and sat on a chair beside him.

Hearing this, Ling Shumo's eyes dimmed and he looked at the man with some disappointment.

Then, Bai Wan's face turned slightly red: "I know that you have to stay in Lanyuan in order to survive. Although you are rich, you have lost the dignity of being a man.

I heard from Fatty Wang that most people of your status are not gay. It's really pitiful!"

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the person opposite him. How come he had lost his dignity as a man?

As for being a homosexual, he asked himself if he was really that kind of person.

Gentlemen appreciate and respect each other, and the depth of their friendship is not something that can be compared to the friendship between men and women.

He believed that he would go through fire and water for his confidant, and would not refuse death. He could also break his pen and wings for his confidant, and seal his painting.

On this side, Bai Wan was confused and started to talk nonsense:

"I'm not a homosexual, so I don't understand how to please a patron. Apart from helping you taste the food, I can't help you with anything else!"

"Actually, I'm helping you just because I want you to tell me your life story!"

"I always feel like I must have known you before!"

"But I don't want to remember those bad memories the miracle doctor mentioned! I'm just a coward!"

……

Just as he finished his last sentence, he fell asleep with his face turning red.

Ling Shumo quickly protected his restless head and leaned back in the chair.

Then, he brought the medicinal bowl close to his nose and sighed helplessly.

"Ayan, you put Qianzui Niang in it, right?!"

Just after he put down the dishes in his hands, a man in black walked in from the door, walking briskly and looking very contented.

"He used plum blossom wine to deceive his subordinates in broad daylight, and his subordinates simply used their own methods to return the favor."

Ling Shumo shook his head and had no intention of blaming A Yantai.

"He's teasing you, so there's nothing wrong with you doing this. He seems to be feeling bitter, and I hope that talking to him like this can help him feel better!"

Bai Wan came to the Orchid Garden to find out about his own life experience, and he knew it very well.

However, Ling Shumo couldn't say it.

He has already asked people, and the medicinal food can only be considered as consolation.

Some people may be able to remember it immediately, while others may be confused for the rest of their lives.

Rather than Yuebai thinking about her life and herself, he didn't want Yuebai to be burdened by the past.

After all, with Yuebai's current painting skills, it is impossible for him to control the fame he had in the past, and it will only bring him trouble.

Then, Ling Shumo caught the confused words in his words and whispered to the person beside him, "Who is that miracle doctor he just mentioned?"

Ah Yan cupped his hands and said, "Should I go check it out?"

The person on the other side shook his head and said, "No need. The caravan heading to Xuanli Country is already fully equipped and can enter the country. I'm afraid they will leave soon. The imperial physician Lin Shiqing has also agreed to accompany us. If I return to the country, I will respectfully invite him to come, so don't worry about that miracle doctor."

You are leaving the country. This person..." Ah Yan glanced at someone sleeping on the chair.

After a brief pause, Ling Shumo moved very lightly but still stood up in surprise.

Going to Xuanli Country was the secret order he had received this time, but Baiyun City happened to be on the border between the two countries, so he was able to stay for a short time.

However, according to the original plan, he should not have passed by here. Although there was a suspicion of selfishness, he was indeed curious about the identity of the white pea who cracked his painting.

"This trip is my duty. As for him..." Ling Shumo's eyes were deep. "The person who secretly investigated his identity has not been found out yet. I really can't let him leave without worry."

Ah Yan said, "I have some brothers in the underworld whose kung fu is comparable to mine. You can stay here and look after this man."

Ling Shumo was originally tense, but he relaxed a lot after hearing that.

He looked at the unconscious man in a daze, and the severed fingers on his right hand were particularly eye-catching.

"fair enough……"