Quick Transmigration: The vixen is entangled by the sickly school grass

Chapter 187 The scent of tea overflows from the sickly husband
At the hidden back door of Baihe Club, a man in white robe walked out in the deep night.His figure is clean and slender yet somewhat frail, and his robes flutter as he walks, as if he were an immortal.

Jinse stood under the tree, shrouded in thick shadows.When his eyes touched that stunningly handsome face, his heart beat a little faster, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, making it difficult to conceal the hidden feelings.

She hasn't seen Shu Wenyan for too long.

If he hadn't known that he didn't like others to stare at him, Jinse's greedy eyes would have been glued to him.

Jinse managed to maintain her reserved image, but inadvertently, she could not help leaning on Shu Wenyan from the corner of her eye.

In the thick ink-like night, the man's long-sleeved robe fluttered with the wind, spreading out streaks of white casually, making him appear noble and cold, far away from the horizon.

Only when the man passed by her did Jinse feel that he existed in a down-to-earth manner.

If she was not careful, Jinse panicked, and hurriedly blessed her body respectfully in the panic, "Master, the guest is already waiting in the private room..."

Upon hearing this, Shu Wenyan just nodded lightly and walked away with his robes flying.

He didn't even give Jinse a look.

There was only a very faint cold fragrance mixed with the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine, which stayed for a short while when the man passed by.

Jinse stood where she was, looking at the figure of her master Piaoyuan nonchalantly, with fascination in her eyes.

Outsiders say that the founder of the White Crane Society is very mysterious. There are different opinions about who he is and what he does.Some people say that he is the head of a certain sect in the world, others say that he is a high-ranking official of the imperial court, and some even speculate that Jinse is the mysterious master behind it.

No matter what, the force behind the White Crane Society must be very strong to have stood in the capital for hundreds of years without falling.

Thinking of this, a smile of admiration appeared on the corner of Jinse's lips.

If the master didn't have the disease brought from the mother's womb, I'm afraid he would be even better.

I only hope that the master can really cure the master's illness when he sees those two people today.

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The private room on the second floor of the White Crane Club.

Qin Ruiling looked at the decorative paintings in the room boredly, and glanced at those Danqing calligraphy one by one. She sighed secretly, and said from the side: "Why hang some elegant things in a fun place? Well, it's still my house. Those pictures of beautiful men are so pleasing to the eye!"

I waited and waited again, but the real handsome man I was looking forward to hadn't come yet.

Qin Ruiling couldn't bear it any longer, so fortunately he opened the door and went out to look towards the lobby.I don't know what happened today, but Bai Hehui was extraordinarily deserted.The Yingyingyanyans who usually gather in the lobby to chat, laugh and play, have disappeared today.

Qin Ruiling played with the folding fan in his hand boredly, looked away, thinking that he should continue to wait in the room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Qin Ruiling's small movements in his hands froze instantly, and his whole body was stunned.

Only his eyes followed a white figure on the stairs at the end of the second floor.

Due to the angle, Qin Ruiling could only see half of the man's face.

But this half of the face was enough to make her crazily moved.

The man's skin was exceptionally white, and there was a cold glow, which made people think of the moon in the sky, and the fine white porcelain, which made his white clothes look like a fairy in the sky.

The man seemed to have sensed a scrutinizing gaze, and when he raised his eyes, Qin Ruiling's eyes met.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, messing up the man's thick black hair.

The hair was raised, and the sleeves flew lightly.

The whole person is as beautiful as a ghost.

(End of this chapter)