Shu Han sat sternly beside the bed, with her black hair spreading behind her. After this illness, she was pale and haggard, but her starry eyes were extremely firm.

The door was opened, and Mr. Ge walked in with a tray. The tray was not a soup, but a pen, ink, paper and ink. He put the tray on the table, turned around and looked at the woman sitting quietly by the bed, and said, "After this battle, my wife should have something to say, right?"

Mr. Ge made a call to Shu Qian with a call.

Shu Chu did not hesitate, and got up and walked over, took a pen and dipped it ink and wrote on rice paper: Why is there a golden needle technique?

Mr. Ge nodded: "No one wants to be designed by others for his whole life. Who would poison a baby to the point of being mute? If such sinister intentions are not punished, wouldn't it be that the heaven has no eyes? What is the law of heaven? Meeting Chu Changqin is the luck of his wife, because you can meet me, and your muteness will be saved when you meet me."

Mr. Ge shook his head proudly.

Shu Han looked at him: Why are you old man swearing? Didn’t you say that you can’t do anything about the Golden Needle Art?

Mr. Ge laughed at Shu Qian's stubborn little eyes with questioning, "What are you thinking in your heart? I know that I don't know the golden needle technique, but someone can do it!"

"Fei Caotang" has been no one favored for many years.

Yan Qinglai opened the door of the cottage and was startled. A carriage slowly came in the background of the rising sun, and the red curtains and clear oil were particularly eye-catching.

The carriage stopped under the green shade not far from her, and a familiar figure got out of the car: Ge Weilong!

Yan Qinglai trembled, his face turned dark instantly, and he turned around and entered the cottage.

Ge Weilong hurriedly chased after him but was turned away.

Seeing Yan Qinglai close the door of the cottage, Ge Weilong sighed and reached out to slap the door, but still put it down.

He knew that Yan Qinglai had not left, so he stood inside the door.

Ge Weilong said: "I know I am a bit pretentious today, but I must come. You are not used in the world, but you live in this wilderness, which is a waste of resources."

The door opened with a "hula" sound, and Yan Qingli's angry face appeared inside the door frame.

She said angrily: "No need to say sweet words, no need to wear a high hat, and no need to provoke me. Let's say, who did you bring here again today, but I tell you, no matter what kind of people you bring, I will not take any action to treat you. You will just die."

The door was about to be closed again, Ge Weilong's clear hand quickly reached out to block the door, and he said, "Lie, since you moved into this cottage, I have disturbed you three times in total, and I have not invited you once. I have given up all those three times, but this time it is different, you must agree."

Seeing Ge Weilong's old face flushed, Yan Qinglai suddenly felt it was fun, and her tense expression eased. She laughed jokingly: "I want to hear, what is the reason why Doctor Ge, who has always claimed to be easy-going and does not oppress others with his own selfish desires, is it because of why the little girl who surrendered to my cottage to beg me, oh no, it was forcing me."

Yan Qinglai's tone was sour. If there were any listeners, I would have guessed that these two people must have had a male-female conflict when they were young.

"Where did the little girl come from?" Ge Weilong blushed, "If you want to say that the little girl is also the prince's little girl, why should I be too old?..."

Yan Qingli's eyes flashed: "Chu Changqin?"

Ge Weilong said: "Fei, you know, the prince and I are friends who have forgotten ages."

How could Yan Qingli forget? She loved Ge Weilong but couldn't get it, and she also hated the tacit understanding between Ge Weilong and the prince.

Seeing Yan Qingli thinking and her attitude was relaxed, Ge Weilong said while the hot: "That little lady is a mute girl, with a bizarre life experience. She was poisoned in her cradle. She could not be cured by your golden needle technique. It was the prince's relationship. If you like her, come out..."

Mr. Ge's voice was almost humble.

Yan Qinglai was unmoved and raised his eyebrows, saying, "Since you are here to beg me, you should pay the price, right?"

Ge Weilong felt a bad cry in his heart, but since he came here this time, he knew that he could never escape her move.

"What do you want me to do?"

After Ge Weilong asked, he felt stupid. He had been entangled for so many years. Does he still know what Yan Qinglai wants?

All she wanted was a "him".

What is love in the world? It's just that life is worse than death...

Ge Weilong wailed in his heart.

The carriage was surprisingly quiet, and Shu Hu and Chu Changqin sat opposite each other.

Shu Hun's eyes fell on Chu Changqin's wrist wrapped in gauze, and jumped slightly, but his mood suddenly became cold: Zhou Zhaolun, can your blood be paid for the unjust souls of Shu Chao's military and civilians who died in vain? What's the point of drinking your blood? I wish I could peel your skin and eat your flesh and suck your tendons, I wish I could go to the eighteen levels of hell and never be born!

Chu Changqin looked over inadvertently, and saw Shu Qian's blood-red anger in his eyes, and suddenly shook.

Shu Hu quickly turned his gaze, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and Ge Weilong's head appeared at the door. A white woman behind him made Shu Hu Hu and Chu Changqin startle at the same time.

The woman, Bai Ruxue, had a youthful and beautiful face, and her gray and white clothes were more elegant and elegant.

Chu Changqin had already recognized Yan Qinglai and opened his mouth slightly, shocked but calm on his face.

I vaguely remember that there was such a suitor around Mr. Ge many years ago, but at that time, the girl was as smart as a waterfall. Now I meet again, why...

Chu Changqin's back stiffened, and one finger was gently rubbing his back and writing: caused by heartache.

Chu Changqin shivered: This mute girl is so smart.

Mr. Ge has always refused to be enthusiastic about Yan's favor. Although a woman chases a man and has a heavy veil, Mr. Ge is a decadent person and has always been reserved for men and women. He also feels that he has become more handsome and has a few years old. The so-called morning bells and evening drums have their own time. How can an old couple match them?

Yan Qinglai is a woman who loves first. She is so passionate that she cannot get a response. However, it actually turns black and white. How bad should this heart be!

Since ancient times, there is no love and no hatred...

Chu Changqin sighed in his heart, but Ge Weilong lowered the curtain. He turned around and looked at Yan Qingli with anticipation and said, "How do you feel when you see the person?"

"Not very good." Yan Qinglai was determined and had no room for negotiation. "Even if this little lady is Chu Changqin's favorite, what does it have to do with me? Why should I help others with what I want to ask for but cannot get?"

Chu Changqin came to ask for help from her to give her a needle to his sweetheart just for the sake of love. Why did she, a frustrated person who wanted to seek love but could not get it, help others' love?

Her Yan Qinglai is definitely not such a bad person.

"Feel, don't be angry. If you are willing to use needles to save people, I am willing to promise you..." Ge Weilong said after a little bit of heart struggle.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qinglai was not grateful. She sneered: "You are willing, but I am not willing. So what if you are willing now? Can you change your hair back to your hair?"

Yan Qinglai stroked the white drooping on her shoulders, heartbroken and tears filled her eyelashes.

Inside the carriage, Chu Changqin looked at Shu Hu in surprise: "You mean you can..."

Shu Qianzheng's key point.

Yes, the mute girl did write the words "I can cure" on him just now.

"Can you really make the white turn black again?" Chu Changqin's tone was full of excitement and did not question it, but Shu Han was unhappy. She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, and her face was full of words "annoyed".

Chu Changqin said happily: "I'm so stupid. You can even cure my grandfather's stubborn disease, let alone Yan Qingliu's Bai? I'll tell her to go."

"Old Ge doesn't have to make things difficult."

Ge Weilong was so embarrassed that he was worried and lobbying. Chu Changqin walked out of the carriage. He strided to the two of them, looked at Yan Qingli with confidence, and said, "Yan Jinzhen, how about we make a deal?"

Because of the golden needle technique, Yan Qingli has the nickname "Yan Jinzhen".

Yan Qingli was puzzled: "Trade?"

In the current situation, shouldn’t the prince kneel down and beg her? Why are he still talking about the deal?

Chu Changqin paused and said, "You cure her mute disease and she told you to return to Wu. Yan Jinzhen thinks this transaction can be discounted?"

Yan Qingli's eyes flashed: liar!
Chapter completed!