Chapter 81

"Month by month, you should go back to the yard first, and I will go back when the white Gemini is better. If the light red and the sunset clouds ask about it, you will only tell the people in the courtyard that I am here, but they can never let them know that the white Gemini has been hurt, you know?"

Month by month, hearing the speech, he quickly lowered his body, but when he looked at the blood on Bai Minyu, he couldn't help saying in a low voice: "yes, son of the world, but white Gemini..."

Before the words fell, Jiang Luoyu sighed and looked inexplicably at the man in his arms. For a long time, he could not speak.

After leaving about a cup of tea every month, Jiang Luoyu turned back and put her on the arhat couch in the room. She walked slowly out of the room and said to zhuoyun beside her body, "after I leave, I remember to burn a tranquilizing fragrance in the house all the time. If it really doesn't work, put some overpowering drugs. Don't let him have any trouble after he wakes up, you know

After hearing the words, he was stunned. Subconsciously, he looked back at Bai Minyu, who had already been ordered to sleep on the couch. He asked in a low voice, "what are you going to do

Jiang Luoyu lowered her eyes, and her eyes were pale with cold color: "I'm going to visit Hanjiang Pavilion. I'll come back before dinner. Before that, no matter who wants to enter the room, it's not allowed to come in!"

Before the words fell, his whole body flashed, and he jumped onto the roof with his lightness skill at noon. When no one found out, he quickly took the place outside the prefectural palace.

Half an hour later, in front of the box on the top floor of Hanjiang Pavilion, the largest teahouse in Kyoto, a middle-aged man dressed in rich merchant's clothes and holding an account book touched his beard while slowly pushing the door inward.

The box he was in was divided into inside and outside, close to Luohan's couch in the room. At this time, he was pulling a thick layer of gauze curtain, and a layer of bead curtain made of round and beautiful East pearls. As soon as he opened it, he could hear the sound of beads colliding with each other. In the noisy teahouse at the moment, it made a very pleasant sound.

Just after entering the box and closing the door, the rich merchant put down his account book in the shape of a rich merchant. When he was about to enter the inner room, he saw a figure with his back to him in the curtain. He immediately looked solemn, smiling and respectful like Maitreya Buddha's face. He raised his hand and knelt down in front of the bead curtain and lowered his voice.

"See you, my subordinate."

At this time, if anyone could be here, he would be able to recognize the man who walked into the box. This man, who was extremely good-looking and dressed in rich merchant's clothes, was Meng Jiuqian, the shopkeeper of Hanjiang Pavilion, a teahouse in Kyoto.

The man standing in the curtain heard his voice and turned to his side slowly. The sunlight from the window lit up the silver mask on his face and the black long clothes embroidered with silver thread on his body. His thin lips made a light arc: "get up."

Hearing this, the half kneeling man immediately got up and stood outside the bead curtain, arched his hands and whispered, "the pavilion master is here, but for the sake of ordering that thing at the beginning?"

"I didn't come to inquire about it." The white fingers of the man standing in front of the window frame moved, and the voice seemed to float in the air. When the light wind blew, it could not be heard clearly, as if it had some careless flavor, but the tone was very heavy, "but since you reported this, could it not have been only one year before that event had progressed?"