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Fortunately, before noon, the man in white came back.

Seeing her scurrying around like a headless chicken, there was no wave on that person's face.

----Probably he is really a person with a cold face and an even colder heart.

"Why did you go to gather medicine by yourself?"

This is an interesting question, Wen Renqing naturally did not go alone.

It was heard that the little boy named Xiaoling was in the yard at the moment, arranging the medicinal materials brought back from the mountain this time.Hearing this sentence, Wen Ren complained that there was no reaction, and he carefully selected the herbs in his hand, as if he had never heard of it.But the little doll, Xiaoling, raised his head and glanced at Bai Muran.It wasn't until Wen Ren raised his hand to pat Xiao Ling's head that he lowered himself again.

Wen Renqing glanced at her.

"Carrying more individuals is also a burden."

"..."

So angry.

However, Bai Muran had to admit that Wen Renqing was right.

Since entering Baixiang Valley, she accompanied Wen Renqing up the mountain to collect medicines only a few times, and among those few times, Wen Renqing led the way lightly every time, but she was panting behind, following extremely strenuously.There was even one time when she thought that Wen Renqing lost his foot and was going to fall off a cliff, so she tried to save her, but not only almost lost her own life, but was also sneered at by Wen Renqing.

Humph.

This time, although Bai Muran did not follow Wen Renqing up the mountain, he could tell that Wen Renqing went out to collect herbs in such a icy and snowy time, it must be related to the letter and poison dart she received the day before related.

After returning to the bamboo house, Wen Rensu and the little boy helped to pick out medicines. Wen Renqing took a look at them, chose some more, and locked himself in the pharmacy.

This level is a whole day.

Wen Renqing neither opened the door nor asked for food or water.

Of course Bai Muran wanted to send some in, but Wen Rensu stopped her, saying: "Miss Nine is refining a very important medicine, please don't disturb her."

As a result, Bai Muran, who was busy with nothing to do, looked more nervous than the person inside who was busy with "very important medicine".Of course, she couldn't eat anything, so she ate two mouthfuls of half-cold and half-hot roasted yams, and then ran to the backyard to feed the pigeons.Speaking of which, this pigeon was given to her by Hong Lian from Biezhuang.She feeds frequently every day, but has never used it.

Bai Muran finally found a job for himself.

I found two sheets of paper from the study room, and I grinded some ink, but the hand that picked up the pen was a little shaken because of the ink that had just been grinded.

What to write?

At the time of parting, Hong Lian said with a smile that if she and Wen Renqing are really in love, she must write a letter to "report the good news"...

It's a pity that several months have passed in the blink of an eye, and there has been no progress.

Bai Muran simply put aside those messy thoughts, just pretended that Honglian was sitting opposite her at the moment, and chattered about her daily affairs about eating and sleeping.For some reason, since I returned to Baixiang Valley, I feel that the time flies very fast. Unknowingly, it seems that there is nothing to do every day. Who knows that nothing to do can be fleeting, and I can't remember the twelve hours a day. How did it go.He also said that the weather was getting colder and the snow was falling in the mountains. Although it was crystal clear and lovely, it was too cold, and he became lazy when it was cold, and he didn't have the mood to play.Of course, she didn't write that her heart was tied to Wen Renqing, and she was not interested in anything else.

After I finished writing it, I saw, um... the whole article was nonsense, it was just a perfect home letter, so I quickly folded it and tied it in the letter box of the pigeon, and let it out.

Looking at the sky outside the window, it seemed that it was dark in the blink of an eye.

It gets dark early in winter.

Bai Muran lit the lamp, and then looked carefully, and sure enough the pharmacy was on.

After thinking about it, I still have to boil some hot water. I'm not sure when Wen Renqing will finish his work. He must be tired and exhausted. It's time to drink a cup of hot tea.

Unexpectedly, she just came out of the small kitchen at the back when she saw the door of the pharmacy open.

A ray of light poured from behind the half-opened door.

"Wen Renqing?"

Bai Muran hurried over, opened the door and looked inside.

Weird.

The door was open, but no one was inside.

I don't know if it was while she was boiling the water, the people who were busy in the pharmacy came out and went elsewhere.

Bai Muran took a peek, but saw that the row of small white porcelain bottles that were originally placed on the table in the pharmacy seemed to have been moved a few times, and some scattered herbs were piled up on the corner of the table, and a pottery pottery pot was burning on the small stove. In the jar, the thick medicine juice inside was rolling and rolling, exuding a hot and rushing smell of medicine.Bai Muran simply went in to look at the fire, but even if she had never boiled the medicine, she also knew that the medicinal materials that needed to be boiled were not so simple. To keep an eye on the fire, the time had to be right, so she stared at it for a while , and dare not act rashly.If she messes up the medicine that has been boiled for several hours, it will be bad.

At this moment, she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

Mixed in a piece of medicinal gas...

No, it's not right, it's not the smell in this medicine, it's something else, which exudes a strange fragrance as if there is nothing there.

Bai Muran sniffed carefully, and quickly found the source of the aroma from a pile of medicinal smells - a small white porcelain bottle with the cork opened on the table.

Since it was placed in that small porcelain bottle, it should also be medicine.

Bai Muran didn't want to move it at first, but the fragrance was so weird, it seemed like a hook had grown in it, so that people couldn't help but want to get close to it.Bai Muran didn't know what was going on with her. When she realized it, she couldn't help holding the bottle of medicine in her hand, and even lowered her head to sniff it vigorously.

... very fragrant.

It smells warm and heartwarming.

"lay down."

Bai Muran was happily smelling it, but suddenly heard a soft reprimand from behind, which startled her a lot.

Looking back, it was Wen Renqing who had returned.

But Bai Muran was still not willing to put down the small porcelain bottle in his hand, and just asked her: "What kind of medicine is this? It smells so good."

What he said was the medicine bottle in his hand, but Bai Muran's eyes were looking at Wen Renqing who had just walked in.For some unknown reason, Bai Muran always felt that Wen Renqing tonight was a bit different from the past.

Of course, she has known Wen Renqing for almost a year. Everyone in the world says that if you face someone day and night, no matter whether the person is as beautiful as a fairy or as ugly as saltless, you will gradually get used to it and gradually ignore this person's appearance. No matter how beautiful they feel, ugly people don't think how ugly they are.But from Bai Muran's point of view, the first time she saw Wen Renqing's true face under the scarf, she was already amazed by Wen Renqing's beauty, and in the following days and nights, every time she accidentally saw Wen Renqing's face Face, she is still moved by Wen Renqing's beauty every time.Afterwards, she gradually developed some other affections for Wen Renqing, and felt that Wen Renqing's beauty was different from others.

As she said, in her heart, Wen Renqing is the most beautiful woman in the world.

However, whether it was the first meeting, when she was tempted, or when she said those words, there was never a moment like when she saw Wen Renqing, which made her heart jump suddenly, and even her breath I couldn't breathe.

Wen Renqing looked at her with cold eyes.

But from those eyes, she saw affection as gentle as water, rippling shallowly and deeply, and then deeply and shallowly wanting to indulge her in it.

"I heard...you."

Bai Muran was a little confused and intoxicated.

Wen Renqing frowned, walked over a few steps, and reached out to snatch the small porcelain bottle from Bai Muran's hand.

Unexpectedly, although Bai Muran was in a trance, the strength in his hand was quite strong. Not only did he not snatch the medicine bottle from his hand at that moment, but Wen Renqing was grabbed by her hand.

Bai Muran's mind was muddled, but she could feel one thing clearly.

That is----

Wen Renqing's hand.