#826 - Beautiful scenery, but the weather is bad - I am the villain in the book

An hour later.

As the setting sun completely disappeared below the horizon and the new moon slowly rose from the eastern sky, the Bamboo Lodge returned to tranquility.

In that short hour, Chu An and Qin He had thanked Wei Changtian countless times.

Not knowing how to repay such a great figure as Wei Changtian, the two rummaged through all their possessions, including the deeds to the Bamboo Lodge, wanting Wei Changtian to accept them.

But how could Wei Changtian accept such things? Thus, the two sides inevitably engaged in a round of pushing and shoving until Wei Changtian deliberately put on an impatient look, finally putting an end to it.

However, although they failed to give away their gifts, Chu An and Qin He would definitely think of other ways to repay Wei Changtian.

The latter didn't say much, only claiming that he had something to do, and finally managed to "drive" the two out of the small courtyard with great difficulty.

"Husband, why are you doing this?"

Walking to Wei Changtian's side, who was standing by the window, Yang Liushi looked up at the departing figures in the distance and said with a wry smile:

"Now that you've made up your mind, why did you let him come back?"

"I don't know either."

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian sighed helplessly: "Alas, maybe it really is better to be straightforward."

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Looking at Wei Changtian's complex expression, Yang Liushi gently took his hand and softly asked after a moment:

"When are you going to do it?"

"Before leaving Yongding."

Wei Changtian answered truthfully: "Let them spend a few more days together."

"Yes, I understand."

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After a brief exchange, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi stopped talking, silently standing by the window watching the bamboo forest sway in the moonlight.

At the same time, Chu An and Qin He, who had returned to their room, were discussing how to repay Wei Changtian's life-saving grace.

They were not surprised that they failed to give away the inn and property.

After all, even Gongsun Yan treated him with such respect, how could Wei Changtian lack money?

Not to mention a mere inn, even Gongsun Yan's millions of assets were probably not worth Wei Changtian's attention.

The benefactor didn't lack anything they had.

If it were an ordinary person, they might have stopped thinking about repaying the favor at this point.

But Chu An and Qin He did not abandon the idea as a "matter of course", but were still thinking about how to repay Wei Changtian.

Even if it was just a little bit.

"With Wei Gongzi's status, he certainly wouldn't look at ordinary things."

Sitting at the table, Qin He said seriously: "Starting tomorrow, I will go to Hong'an Temple every day to pray for Gongzi, and it would be good to accumulate some merit for him."

"What do you think?"

"Nothing."

Chu An came back to his senses and smiled: "I might have something that Wei Gongzi should be able to appreciate."

"What is it?"

Qin He joked: "How come I don't know you're hiding such a treasure?"

"It's not a treasure, it's ."

Chu An reached out and straightened the hair beside Qin He's ear, not answering directly: "Anyway, you don't have to worry about this, I will find an opportunity to talk to Gongzi."

"Hmph, then you offer your treasure, I'm going to the temple every day to pray for Gongzi anyway."

Snorting softly, Qin He gently leaned her head on Chu An's chest, sighing with relief:

"This time, thanks to Wei Gongzi, otherwise you and I would never have seen each other again."

"Yes, I also thought I was doomed."

Chu An responded with a smile: "I didn't expect that Gongzi would find out where I was being held in just one day."

"No wonder even your lord is so afraid of Wei Gongzi ."

Qin He echoed, then suddenly raised her head and asked: "By the way, what exactly happened after I fainted last night?"

"Actually, it's nothing."

Smiling, Chu An obviously didn't intend to tell Qin He about what happened last night, but images involuntarily flashed through his mind.

Masked men, Candle Dragon, blood, mysterious man .

Suddenly, Chu An's eyes froze, and the hand holding Qin He's also trembled slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Staring wide-eyed, Qin He asked in confusion: "What exactly happened? Tell me."

"Really, it's nothing."

His expression quickly returning to normal, Chu An gently patted the back of Qin He's hand: "Anyway, it's all over."

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

Knowing that Chu An didn't want her to worry, Qin He didn't ask any more, but buried her head in the former's chest again, sighing happily.

Chu An silently turned his head to look out the window, his eyes somewhat dazed.

Because he suddenly realized that the figure of the mysterious man who knocked him unconscious last night was so similar to Wei Changtian.

Early the next morning, Qin He, as she had said last night, went to Hong'an Temple in the north of the city to pray for Wei Changtian before dawn.

And when she returned, Wei Changtian had just prepared to go to An Wangfu.

"Hmm? Qin Guniang?"

The two happened to meet outside the inn, and Wei Changtian casually asked: "Did you go out just now?"

"Responding to Gongzi, this concubine went to the early market."

Qin He replied with a smile: "I bought some river seafood, I'll make it for you to try at noon."

"Oh, no need, I won't be back at noon."

Wei Changtian waved his hand: "You guys eat it yourselves."

"This concubine understands."

Qin He seemed not to have heard the latter part of Wei Changtian's words: "Then this concubine will make it again in the evening."

". Alright."

Nodding helplessly, Wei Changtian didn't say anything more, got into the carriage and left.

Watching the carriage disappear at the end of the street, Qin He then returned to the inn with light steps, put away the river seafood she had bought from the early market, and returned to the front hall to light three incense candles in the incense burner.

"May Bodhisattva bless Wei Gongzi with peace for life, bless Chu An with peace for life, and bless the shop with a rolling source of wealth ."

Kneeling in front of the small Bodhisattva statue, Qin He kowtowed three times earnestly, asking for one more thing than usual.

Burning incense, worshiping the Bodhisattva.

Qin He looked at the sun outside the window, and happily picked up the broom and ran to the front yard to sweep away the bamboo leaves that had fallen last night.

In fact, she was still very weak and should rest more and not do too much work.

But since Chu An returned safely, Qin He felt that all her injuries had healed.

Maybe "regaining what was lost" is this feeling

"What a fine day, who owns the yard with such pleasant events?"

"Morning flies, rolling curtains, clouds and rosy clouds."

"Rain threads and wind slices, misty painted boats."

"The people in the brocade screen look down on this beautiful time ."

Humming a little tune, sweeping the bamboo leaves, her black hair swaying lightly beside her face.

Qin He swept from the south of the yard to the north of the yard, and then suddenly heard a man's voice coming from not far away.

"May I ask, girl, are there any vacant rooms in the inn?"

"This guest, I'm really sorry."

Qin He raised her head, smiled and gave a salute to the man: "The shop is full."