The brothel keeper walked in front, swaying her waist like a bucket. Huarong and the others followed behind and returned to Ruyi's room.
"Mother, young master." A delicate and pretty servant girl blocked the way.
"Hurry up and invite the young masters in!" The brothel keeper fantasized about the gold falling like water. She couldn't wait to receive the gold.
However, the servant girl said, "Miss, please invite the young master who composed the poem in. She won't see the other young masters."
"What? Just now she said to invite the young masters. Do they mean the same person? "Not only Lai Jiu was anxious, Lin Heqing and Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but ask.
"Young master, please forgive us. Our young lady has rules. Young master, you can find other young ladies." The servant girl was neither servile nor overbearing. She didn't know that the person standing in front of her was an influential person. Zhang Xiaotian's father and uncle had military power.
Huarong raised his hand to stop the three. "Don't be anxious. Invite her out. Didn't you see her? Besides, there are too many people. Ruyi will be shy. Do you understand? "
The three felt that it was reasonable and nodded reluctantly. "Boss, you must bring her out!" Lin Heqing urged.
"Boss, I'll wait for the good news." Zhang Xiaotian was also looking forward to it.
"Boss, it's enough to see Ruyi once in my life. Boss, you must bring her out." Lai Jiu almost cried. He was the most useless.
Huarong shook his head. Men, ah!
After comforting his subordinates, he entered the room. The room was filled with a fragrance. It wasn't the fragrance of cosmetics, but the fragrance of natural flowers. It gave people a very comfortable feeling. "Young master, please come in. Miss is waiting for you in the zither room."
Huarong found that Ruyi lived in a three-bedroom and one-living room type. In addition to the bedroom, there was also a zither room, a tea room, a living room, and a balcony.
His gaze swept across the interior decorations, and he found that most of the decorations in her room were not gold, silver, and jade, but green plants, as well as some antiques, calligraphy, and paintings. In addition, the whole place was very tidy and looked very tasteful.
The door to the zither room was not closed. Huarong saw a Qixuan zither placed on the table. The zither was not a luxurious new one, but the color was a bit dark. It was obvious that it was an old thing at a glance. It instantly added a lot of background to the zither room filled with green plants.
Huarong walked in. "Miss Ruyi?"
Just as she finished speaking, she heard a cold voice before she even saw the person. "Do you always put in so much effort just to make others laugh?"
Huarong was caught off guard by Xi Shi. She patted her chest in panic and said, "Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Xi Shi was sitting where the guests were listening to the zither. There was a cup of tea beside him. The tea was still steaming, but the real Ruyi had fainted on the ground. Huarong thought to himself, "How can a man like him not have any tender feelings for a woman? The floor is cold. It's a sin to let a beauty catch a cold."
"Am I ugly?" Xi Shi asked.
Huarong shook his head hurriedly. "No." But was that the point? The point was how did you suddenly appear!?
"If you're not ugly, why were you frightened by me?"
Huarong thought that Xi Shi's brain circuit was very strange. He could even relate something that was not related to him at all.
"I said that your sudden appearance scared me. I came in to see the beauty." Huarong sat next to him angrily. "It was you who knocked her out, wasn't it? Be careful, or the procuress will report you to the officials and arrest you. "
"One of them is the newly crowned Princess of Minhui, the other is the beloved son of the Zhenyuan General, and the son of the richest man in the capital. Who dares to arrest me?" Xi Shi was calm and was not threatened. "It's not right for you to always try so hard to make others smile. They don't deserve it."
In the end, he just felt that Huarong should not try to please others. Huarong sighed heavily. "This is called fun, okay? Do you know what fun is? Life is already very boring. If you don't find something to do, won't you be bored to death? "
Xi Shi turned to look at her. "You can make me smile."
Huarong was stunned and stared at him in a daze.
Then he said dryly, "Give me a smile."
Xi Shi was very unhappy. He had put in so much effort to compose poems for others, but he only gave him one sentence. It was too perfunctory!
Huarong saw that he was in a bad mood and immediately said, "Do you want me to play a song for you?"
"Okay." He was overjoyed and looked forward to it.
Huarong dragged the Ruyi girl to the side and then sat down to play the zither. However, Xi Shi suddenly thought of something. He stood up, walked to her side, and grabbed her hand. "Play less zither in the future."
"Why?" Huarong had also learned zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Although she was not good at it, she would never play a song that sounded like a pig being killed. …
Xi Shi just shook his head and did not say much. "Get up, I'll play it for you."
Huarong was more than happy to have someone to do it for her. She nodded repeatedly and sat in the seat where he had been sitting before, listening with great interest.
Huarong had never heard Xi Shi's song before. It seemed to be murderous, but also gentle. It was contradictory but very harmonious, as if the composer had experienced the most tragic and happiest thing in the world. It made people sigh and envy.
When the song ended, Xi Shi stopped playing. He looked at Huarong, who was holding the teacup he had used. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and the little bit of anger just now disappeared.
"I'm here to teach you how to use the medicine." Xi Shi handed her a list, on which the usage and dosage of the medicine were written in detail. His handwriting was elegant and very detailed, which showed his patience.
Huarong folded the list and put it in her sleeve. "Thank you."
"I'm going on a long trip," Xi Shi suddenly said.
Huarong frowned and felt a strong sense of reluctance. In an instant, she had the absurd idea of going with him. "Will you be gone for long?"
"Yes." He nodded and stared at Huarong as if he had never looked away. The unbridled affection in his eyes made Huarong dare not look directly at him.
Joys and sorrows were inevitable. Although Huarong was pretentious at the moment, she knew that everyone had their own way of living and their own concerns. The only thing she could do was to wish him a safe trip. "When will you be back?"
"As soon as possible."
He didn't know when he would be back. Huarong's heart suddenly became heavy. "Are you going to practice medicine to help the world?"
"No, you have to take care of yourself when I'm not around. Zhao Han-chul will also protect you, but …" He paused. "I asked him to protect you."
His last childish sentence made Huarong burst into laughter. "I know. I won't scold him."
"You can scold him, but don't misunderstand." Xi Shi reached out and gently smoothed the scattered hair on her forehead. "Also, don't play the zither in the future. If possible, don't play it."
"Okay." Huarong didn't know what was wrong with her, but she nodded unexpectedly. "Then come back soon."
"Okay." His doting tone made Hua Rong's nose sour and he wanted to cry.
"I should go. Be careful of Princess Guan Tong," Xi Shi reminded her one last time.
Huarong still nodded. Without even asking why, she decided to stay far away from Princess Guan Tong in the future.
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