Her beautiful eyes sparkled with intoxicating fragrance, drunk before she even tasted wine.
Every time she saw her master, her heart couldn't help but race. Just a glance, and there was nothing else in her world. She would rather prostrate herself at his feet, turn into dust, and follow him to the ends of the earth.
Who knew that Mo Ruyan of the Rouge Pavilion truly belonged to her master, the Palace Master of the Divine Dragon Palace, not Shangguan Lin, the Prince of Eastern Qin.
She was not only the famous courtesan of the Rouge Pavilion but also one of the Four Great Protectors of the Divine Dragon Palace, Crimson Blossom in "Plucking Flowers and Playing with Shadows, Lingering Sunset."
"How is it? No accidents?"
The speaker opened his mouth coldly. His long, well-defined hands gently played with the jade thumb ring on his thumb, unrestrained and decisive, with a chilling coldness in his pupils.
Mo Ruyan's heart trembled, and she sighed inwardly.
Her master was as indifferent as ever, keeping everyone at a distance. Even knowing that she held no place in his heart or eyes, she couldn't control her feelings.
"Yes, no accidents."
"Be careful these past two days. There will be movements in the capital, so be cautious."
Murong Chong's magnetic, deep voice was as heartless as Satan's. Though his words were meant to be caring, they sounded unusually chilling.
Mo Ruyan's heart tightened, a myriad of emotions surging through her.
In fact, her master had warned her long ago to stick to her duties. He hadn't saved her so that she would fall in love with him; she shouldn't play out such cliché scenes. xxs one
If he knew, he would drive her away immediately, so she had been loving him secretly, not daring to give him the slightest hint of suspicion.
"Yes, Master."
"You may go," the man on the soft couch waved his hand, his eyes slightly closed, resting. Those eyes, filled with chilling cold, were instantly obscured by his long eyelashes.
Even without seeing his face, his charm, his cold indifference, and his ruthless execution of tasks captivated her.
Mo Ruyan took one last deep look at the man on the couch, then turned and left. Her delicate face, once as radiant as a blooming flower, seemed to have lost much of its color, as if frostbitten.
Behind her, Zhuiyue followed with a look of regret. Knowing her master, he knew that Crimson Blossom harbored feelings for him, but alas, his master disdained women.
No, that was in the past. Now, his heart belonged to someone, a girl as arrogant as a hedgehog.
Thinking of that girl, Zhuiyue began to rub his head, casting Mo Ruyan's matters aside. Where was that girl hiding now?
If she didn't show up soon, his master's temper might worsen, and they would be the ones to suffer.
"Zhuiyue, keep an eye on the people appearing in the capital recently. I have a feeling she will show up. Such an active person, I doubt she can sit still."
A hint of tenderness was hidden in his words, softening to the bone and flowing through his blood.
"Yes," Zhuiyue replied.
Outside the door, Mo Ruyan had only taken a few steps. With her profound martial arts skills, she easily overheard the orders her master gave.
In her beautiful eyes, as stunning as blooming flowers, a flicker of astonishment and disbelief crossed. Her master was looking for someone. Who was he looking for? Was it a he or a she?
Her heart sank heavily, feeling unbearable pain. Her footsteps were as heavy as a thousand pounds, yet she dared not say another word, slowly departing...
The fifth day of June arrived, busy from early morning. Today was the grand opening of the medical clinic, so everyone, from the shopkeeper to the apprentices and doctors, was busy arranging the interior furnishings.
On such a day, only their Young Master Leng was still sleeping. It was almost dawn, and his presence was nowhere to be seen.
The shopkeeper, Yan Mei, urged Wanwan several times to invite the Young Master. Wanwan knew well that if she went, he might not get up, so she kept dawdling.
It wasn't until the sky was bright and everything was ready that she headed to the small building in the back to fetch her master, who was supposed to unveil the plaque and set off firecrackers to welcome patients.
The small building was very quiet. In early summer, a cool breeze blew in through the window, making it extremely comfortable. The person on the bed was curled up, sleeping soundly.
However, Wanwan couldn't afford to admire her sleeping posture; she walked over to urge her to get up.
"Master, wake up! Today is the grand opening. We need to unveil the plaque, set off firecrackers, and welcome patients."
Unfortunately, her words had no impact on the person in bed. The woman was sleeping soundly, then she turned over and continued to sleep with great abandon.
She had woken up at the hour of the Tiger to practice martial arts, a habit she hadn't changed. But after practicing, she always needed to catch up on sleep. At such times, no amount of calling would work.
At this moment, Wanwan finally couldn't help but miss her mother-in-law.
"Mother-in-law, when will you come back? If you were here, you could hang her up with one hand, and she'd definitely get up. But right now, I can't wake her up."
Despite her grievances, Wanwan's eyes suddenly lit up. If her mother-in-law could do it, why couldn't she? She decided to try hanging her up bare-handed. Thinking this, she took off her shoes, got on the bed, and lunged at the person in bed, grabbing her arm and trying to lift her with both hands.
Alas, the person was sleeping soundly and was annoyed by the disturbance. Enraged, she kicked out a leg, sending Wanwan tumbling to the ground with a thud.
As a result, instead of hanging anyone bare-handed, she herself ended up hanging on the ground. Wanwan was close to tears and shouted angrily.
"Master, wake up! The medical clinic is opening today."
The person on the bed finally moved and snorted displeasantly, "Didn't we agree last night? I told you to unveil the plaque, set off firecrackers, and welcome patients. You'll be in charge of everything from now on. Take the paper on the table and post it outside the shop."
Wanwan was stunned. She thought she was joking.
On such an important day, how could the master not get up? And the reason for not coming out was simply to sleep in. Fine, she had to admit defeat to this master. Seeing that the sky was already bright, she had no other options.
Wanwan reached out and took the paper from the table, glancing at it. She didn't know what was written on it, as she couldn't read. Anyway, if the master told her to post it, she would.
As soon as she stepped out of the building, a carefree, gentle, and clear singing voice floated down from upstairs.
"Jade hook flies with swallows, butterflies fly on the steps, a bit of joy, a bit of sorrow..."
The singing was exceptionally cheerful, with no hint of sleepiness. It was clear she simply didn't want to go out. Wanwan raised her head and looked at the sky. The weather was beautiful today, vast and boundless, a pristine white, with a gentle breeze caressing.
On such a day, it wasn't worth spitting blood over that shameless and hateful master. So she took a deep breath, then walked forward with light steps.
The name of the clinic had been decided a couple of days ago, and a framing master had been hired to custom-make it. It was now hanging above the lintel.
A large red brocade cloth covered the grand calligraphy, and countless firecrackers were arranged in front of the door. Everyone inside the clinic stood in a line at the entrance, waiting.
As the first ray of dawn slanted down, the firecrackers were lit, and their crackling sound attracted countless onlookers. The crowd formed a circle, all watching the spectacle.
Everyone knew this was a newly opened medical clinic. They had all witnessed the clinic's efforts in recruiting staff and renovations in the past few days.
However, opening a shop in Yanjing without some power was probably not feasible.
Let alone opening a medical clinic, even opening a tea stall without backing was impossible. They wondered if these people had strong backers, otherwise, the major medical clinics wouldn't let them off the hook today.