Yuè Shū Hán sat in the room for a long time, feeling stifled. She looked at her hands and knew she had become a 10-year-old ancient girl. Thinking of her two younger siblings and the big and small things at home, she mustered up some energy and wrote down the ingredients needed for the next stage, asking Zhou Shū to send them to the Dongfang Zhao Manor. Some things couldn't be done by herself alone.

  There are also some ingredients that only these wealthy families have, and they only keep a little for Pei Mingxuan's use. With such strong backing, Yuan Shuhan can change his methods to make food for Pei Mingxuan, of course, it is also because Pei Mingxuan's identity is noble.

  These things are just a matter of course for Dongfang Zhao, and in the end, it should still be up to Pei Mingxuan's people to handle. After all, it's just a case of "the sheep's wool being taken from the sheep itself".

  Yuan Shu Han put down the books on the edge, actually he wasn't bored at all, and flipping through these travel notes was just a casual thing to do. Thinking that Pei Ming Xuan was also bored in his room every day, it might be better to send them over to him. Yuan Shu Han picked up the book and knocked on Pei Ming Xuan's door, but saw Pei Ming Xuan holding a pen and writing something.

  When Yuan Shu Han walked in, Pei Ming Xuan gave him a warm smile, but unexpectedly saw Yuan Shu Han holding several books.

  Yuanshu walked past with some curiosity about what Pei Mingxuan was doing. It was a splashed ink landscape painting, which was actually very well done.

  "This painting is not yet inscribed, why don't we let Miss Huan do it?" Miss Huan's medical skills are so impressive, she must also be literate. She should be able to find a suitable poem from a book. Although Pei Mingxuan didn't have much hope himself, he just wanted to see Yu Shu Huan's handwriting."

  "I'd like to, but my handwriting is really poor. Why don't I tell you what to write instead?" Yuan Shu-han's handwriting was also impressive, a common trait among medical students. Even if it were written neatly and properly, it would still pale in comparison to the painting.

  "Please, young lady." If not for being confident in his own abilities, Yuan Shu Han wouldn't have shown such an ugly side. Recalling Yuan Shu Han's evaluation of his calligraphy, Pei Ming Xuan just smiled and let it go, not forcing the issue either.

  "Ink colors fluttering between mountains and rivers, one layer of ripples, one layer of heaven. The world leaps within a square inch, the texture of the chest is entrusted to paper and inkstone. Mr. Pei has grasped all the scenery, and with his exceptional talent, he has achieved this painting, but I have presented ugliness." Pei Mingxuan's talent is indeed not covered up, just this one painting shows that Pei Mingxuan's foundation is extraordinary.

  Moreover, Pei Mingxuan has been undefeated in battle, and it's likely that he is well-versed in both literary and military strategy. These things are beyond my comprehension as a simple-minded person, but thinking about them makes my head ache; I'm better suited to straightforward violence. Yuan Shuheng's style has always been to use brute force to overcome brute force, and simplicity is often the best approach.

  It's not that Yuan Shu is stupid, but rather it's his personality. As a doctor, it's better not to get involved in complicated things.

  "Is this considered a compliment? If so... There are only a few people in this world who don't flatter. The last sentence Pei Mingxuan didn't have the nerve to say out loud, he really didn't expect that Yuan Shuhuan had such talent. In just four short sentences, both the painting and the person were praised to the extreme. Yet there was no sign of flattering words, but it was so obvious."

  Pei Mingxuan could only understand that Yuan Shuhuan was extremely satisfied with this painting. Realizing this, Pei Mingxuan's mood was quite good, and he picked up his brush to write the poem completely. "Miss Huan, do you have a private seal? Let's print it together." Although this painting couldn't be considered one of Pei Mingxuan's masterpieces, because it was completed in collaboration with Yuan Shuhuan, it did move Pei Mingxuan's thoughts somewhat.

  "I don't have a seal, but I did find a few travelogues the other day and thought you might be bored enough to take a look. Yuan Shuheng himself was not good at calligraphy or painting, and since he had only been in ancient times for a few months, he naturally didn't bother with these things. Today was just a whim, but Pei Mingxuan's paintings were really good, which gave Yuan Shuheng an idea."

  "I'll help you carve one when my hand is better." Pei Mingxuan's personal seal was carved by himself, and such a small matter was just right for the two to get close. "Is Miss Yuan still dissatisfied with Mingxuan's craftsmanship?" Pei Mingxuan's slightly stern words made Yuan Shuhuan swallow back the refusal that had been on her lips.

  "It's better to obey than to show respect, so I'll trouble you, Your Highness." It was just a private seal, and it seemed that Pei Mingxuan had also acted on impulse. Even if he did make one, it wouldn't count for much; after all, they would still have to interact with each other during this period of time. As for the private seal, he didn't use it often himself, so following Pei Mingxuan's wishes wouldn't be a problem.

  Pei Mingxuan nodded, feeling very happy about Yuan Shuheng's understanding. Although he knew that Yuan Shuheng might not care, it was still a little progress, and as long as there was one time, there would be another.

  "But I'll go down now and help you prepare your dinner." For some reason, Yuan Shu Huan felt that Pei Ming Xuan was unusually dangerous at the moment, so it's better not to stay with him for too long.

  "Han's girl has a feeling of fleeing in disarray." I don't know if it's because of the little thoughts of her own grandfather, which were discovered by Han's girl, so she left with such shyness. But it seems not to be that way, Han's girl is not that kind of person.

  But it's quite interesting and makes him feel very cute. Bae Myung-seon silently told himself that Won Seo-hwan's occasional small temper was really cute, much better than before. If it's always like this, it won't be good, every time they chat and leave like this, how can the days of getting along in the future be good?

  These words, Pei Mingxuan would not say. Instead, he looked at the poem written on paper, and the four short sentences were indeed exquisite. Yuan Shuheng always said that he and himself are people from two different worlds, but Yuan Shuheng can write such poetic lines, perfectly reflecting his own mood.

  It's already quite rare to see this. He even has a feeling that Yu Shuhan understands himself, and even more so than anyone else. Although Yu Shuhan seemed a bit hasty earlier and showed an unexpected evasive attitude towards himself, Pei Mingxuan believes he can do it. Even if there will be some difficulties, because Yu Shuhan is always on guard against him.

  Bai Mingxuan didn't know when he could get over that wall, it should take a long time, because it was so defensive and resistant. Even if sometimes it would relax its vigilance unintentionally, but that was only for an instant. It's worth mentioning that he still had to thank his uniquely good-looking face, which made people think that the momentary lapse in attention was just a fleeting moment of distraction.

  Pei Mingxuan picked up the tea on one side and started drinking, the taste of this tea was also extremely good. Although it's said that it's very different from the tea Pei Mingxuan usually drinks, but unexpectedly made people feel very fond of it, just like Yuan Shuhuan himself.

  "Grandfather, you're really deeply poisoned, but this poison called Yuan Shu Han, probably for the rest of your life, you won't want to detox." An Mo teased, except in front of Miss Han, her own grandfather was a garrulous old man, it's hard to get him to speak unless it's something that absolutely can't be omitted.

  "Is the poison already in the bone, and there is no medicine to save it?" Pei Mingxuan did not comment on this, but in fact, it was not that serious. It was just that he missed that rare warmth so much. He simply felt that such a person had such a special feeling, and such a lively and charming woman made him feel like he was still human.

  If it's now to let go, it doesn't necessarily mean that you can't let go, but - why does he want to let go? Isn't this good enough? He or Yuan Shu Han are both alone, unmarried and not engaged, even if there is a big age gap, in the end, it's not impossible, and there's no need to give up one's own warmth.

  "What poison is there that can't be cured?" Didn't the old man already pull out most of the poison before?

  "Yu Tiancheng, you little brat, get out through the front door." Pei Mingxuan gave the newcomer a cold glance, but the newcomer's face remained expressionless, only his eyes revealed a hint of questioning as he looked at Pei Mingxuan.

  "Tell me, what poison has made you incurable." Yu Tiancheng's voice rose slightly, this kid can't be so casual about it, and what poison has already entered the bone and is incurable. His whole family was famous for their medical skills, but now they were telling him that his old friend was beyond cure, and Yu Tiancheng couldn't accept such a result no matter what.

  "It seems that my humble abode has received a noble guest?" Yuan Shu Han kicked open the door with one foot and coldly looked at the three men in front of him. In fact, Yuan Shu Han was someone who valued his territory very much, which was why Dongfang Zhao didn't dare to directly send Pei Ming Xuan in earlier.

  "What a coarse and unrefined girl." Yu Tiancheng's voice was somewhat disapproving, this girl's actions were too violent. He had traveled extensively over the years, experiencing various customs and ways of life. But even in the north, where the folkways were bold and uninhibited, there weren't any girls who would behave like this.

  "I told you to leave by the front door, Miss Han. This is Yu Tiancheng, a friend I mentioned to you some time ago. He's known in the jianghu as the Evil Doctor." Pei Mingxuan felt a headache coming on; these two were absolutely incompatible, or else why would they be so explosive the moment they met?

  "As far as I know, only those who are like chickens and dogs would not like to enter through the main gate. I don't know which category you belong to?" The evil doctor, she now really wants to take a good look at this person, just how evil can he be? Yuan Shu Huan was like a beast whose territory had been invaded, only wanting to tear that invader into pieces.

  There might be a bit of Pei Mingxuan's reason in this, originally Yuan Shuhuan's personality has always been somewhat overbearing, and previously when facing Pei Mingxuan he had shown a rather pathetic side. And then Yu Tiancheng happened to bump into him at this moment, who else could be more unlucky than Yu Tiancheng? However, Yuan Shuhuan also didn't realize his own misdirected anger, he's still fuming right now.

  "You little scamp, how dare you enter a civilian's home without permission and then have the nerve to criticize the host's family for being unsophisticated?" Just now, Yuan Shuheng had kicked the door open with too much force, and was just about to hand over the cloak to Pei Mingxuan when he hurriedly quickened his pace to rush over. As for what happened here earlier, even if one wasn't all-knowing, they would still understand a thing or two.

  Yu Tiancheng sniffed his nose and stared at the thing that looked like a red cloth on the Worry-Free Tray with sparkling eyes. "What is this?"