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Chapter 135 There is a deal to be made

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    "Girl, you are still sick. I asked you to have a good rest. Why do you get up and write again?"

    Bai He boiled the medicine and brought it in. Song Wan coughed twice and said, "Idle time is idle. Time will pass faster if you write something."

    Bai He knew that he couldn't persuade Song Wan, so he sighed and took a cloak from the closet and put it on Song Wan.

    Seeing that she was about to retreat, Song Wan asked softly: "Has anything happened in the city recently?"

    Bai He shook his head and said, "I haven't heard anything recently."

    "Ahem."

    Song Wan covered his lips and coughed.

    It has been three days and there is still no news from the palace. Is Zhao Qing still protecting Zhao Li at this point?

    Song Wan's eyes were obviously blue and black, and his eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well in the past few days. Bai He was worried when he heard her coughing, fearing that she would become uncontrollably sick like last time, so he couldn't help but persuade her.  Said: "Girl, please take a rest, if you let adults hear"

    "What did you hear?"

    Before Bai He finished speaking, Gu Yanting's voice sounded at the door.

    It¡¯s really what you say.

    Song Wan gave Bai He a strange look, and Bai He secretly stuck out his tongue, and said to Song Wan, "Just now, I opened the window to let the girl breathe some cold air, which caused her to cough a few times. I was afraid that the adults would hear it.  I blame this slave, please forgive me."

    Song Wan was in poor health and had a strong fear of the cold. He asked Bai He to buy charcoal and burn it early. The room was much warmer than outside. Gu Yanting took off his cloak and handed it to Bai He.

    Song Wan was still standing in front of the desk, not even having time to put down his pen. Bai He's words just now had no credibility.

    Gu Yanting walked up to Song Wan, casually glanced at the densely packed words on the paper, frowned slightly, and asked: "You work so hard, are you going to be the top scholar?"

    ???????? How can a woman get the top prize in the examination?

    Song Wan put down his pen, turned his head to look at Gu Yanting, and asked, "It's time for dinner soon. Why are you here, sir?"

    Since Xu Yingying moved into the main courtyard, Gu Yanting has always had dinner in the main courtyard.

    Song Wan has been coughing for the past few days and his voice is hoarse. Seeing that the medicine was still lying next to him, Gu Yanting asked, "Why haven't you taken the medicine yet? Do you think it's bitter?"

    Afraid that she would think he was hypocritical, Song Wan hurriedly picked up the medicine bowl, blew on it, and drank it in two or three gulps.

    She drank so happily that Gu Yanting didn't know what to say.

    Even if he asked, he didn¡¯t mean to order her to drink medicine.

    Bai He put down Gu Yanting's cloak and was about to take the bowl away when Gu Yanting asked: "Does she usually drink medicine like this?"

    Gu Yanting's tone was flat, and there was no hint of emotion or anger. Bai He hesitated and said, "Yes."

    Gu Yanting frowned, Bai He didn't know where he went wrong, and subconsciously looked at Song Wan, silently asking for help.

    Song Wan sighed secretly and asked, "Is there anything wrong with my slave drinking medicine like this?"

    Gu Yanting's expression was a little unnatural, but he still asked: "Why didn't you prepare candied fruits?"

    She looks so squeamish, she shouldn't be afraid of hardship.

    Song Wan was startled. He didn¡¯t expect Gu Yanting to notice such a small detail. Gu Yanting seemed to have prepared candied fruit for her several times before taking medicine.

    Song Wan did not think deeply and said calmly: "I have been in poor health since I was a child. I almost grew up soaking in medicine jars. I have adapted to it a long time ago. This level is not considered a hardship for me."

    If Song Qingfeng were here, Song Wan might be able to act coquettishly and complain that the medicine was too bitter to drink, but Song Qingfeng was not here, so she restrained her coquettishness.

    Song Wan's tone was too calm, and Gu Yanting's chest felt inexplicably stuffy. After entering the palace, Song Wan's temper seemed a little different from before.

    Seeing that Gu Yanting seemed to want to stay for dinner, Song Wan handed the bowl to Bai He and said warmly: "Let's prepare dinner first."

    "yes."

    After Bai He stepped back, Gu Yanting thought of business and said, "I will go to Xiaowei Camp in a few days. You can stay with me at Xiaowei Camp and come back when I take a rest."

    Song Wan was surprised that Gu Yanting wanted to take her to Xiaowei Camp.

    The camp of Hanjing School Weiying is on the outskirts of the city, where Gu Yanting has the greatest power. Song Wan can be well protected there, without having to fight openly and secretly with Xu Yingying, or get involved in the disputes of Hanjing.  For Song Wan now, it is simply the best place to go.

    However, Song Wan was just stunned for a moment and said: "This slave cannot accompany you to Xiaowei camp."

    Gu Yanting didn¡¯t expect Song Wan at all??

    As soon as he entered the door, Uncle Qin muttered: "Didn't I ask you to submit a manuscript every two months? Why are you here again so soon?"

    Song Wan took off his cloak and hat and said softly: "I just happened to have an idea that I can write, so I sent it to you. Remember to count. If you can't write it in the future, just give me more time."

    There was a smell of alcohol in the room, and she didn¡¯t know how much Uncle Qin had drunk. Song Wan couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Didn¡¯t you use the prescription last time? Does your leg hurt? Drinking can¡¯t relieve the pain. It¡¯s too harmful to the body.¡±

    Song Wan wrinkled his little face and looked reproachful. Uncle Qin was used to being free and did not want to be controlled. He said impatiently: "Most of my body is buried in the loess. Is it okay to drink some wine? I will leave after handing in the manuscript."  , don¡¯t nag here like a little old lady.¡±

    Song Wan glanced at Bai He and asked her to guard the door. He lowered his voice and asked Uncle Qin: "Is my boss here today?"

    Uncle Qin paused, and his cloudy eyes flashed with light: "What are you doing with your employer?"

    Song Wan got closer to Uncle Qin and said, "Actually, it's okay not to meet my boss. I just want to ask if you have any way to contact someone. I have a murder deal and I want to find someone to do it." (Remember this site's website address:  www.hlnovel.com
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