grey and cyan gl

"Have you been in any trouble recently? Miss Beryl."

"I see your face, not very happy."

The old man sitting on the spacious big bed was covered with gray hair. He was the deputy mayor of the town and one of the patients Shen Tinglan received today. He was resting on the back of the carved elm bed with his eyes closed.

"Nothing, sir." Shen Tinglan replied indifferently.

"I just thought of the sheep I wanted to catch but escaped a few days ago, and I was a little annoyed."

The old gentleman paused, "Oh, sheep?"

"Miss Beryl, based on my experience, you should use brute force to deal with these things. It's okay to be rough."

"Anyway, they are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered, the only difference is that they are earlier or later."

"I don't think so." Shen Tinglan attached the stethoscope to the old man's back, listened to his heart and lung frequency, and continued to measure his blood pressure.

Her tone was flat: "A smart hunter should learn to wait and wait for the opportunity."

The old gentleman smiled when he heard the words, "That's right, Miss Beryl is so smart, I believe you have your own consideration."

As he spoke, he added another sentence: "If the sheep doesn't cooperate, maybe Miss Beryl can give it some sweetness first, so that it can let go of its guard against you, and in time it will obediently cooperate with you."

Watching the mercury in the blood pressure meter rise slowly, Shen Tinglan raised his chin slightly, his tone was calm and arrogant.

"Hopefully my patience is long enough to wait until that day."

While the two were talking in the room, a rabbit-eared orc brought them tea. Before leaving, he still clung to the old man's ear and said something to him.

The old man smiled after hearing this, and touched her shoulder, "Of course you can go together."

After the girl walked away, Shen Tinglan vaguely saw the young girls walking up and down with dresses outside through the gap in the door that was not fully closed.

She asked softly, "What are they nervous about?"

"Prince Rhode's banquet is coming soon, my daughters, all can't wait to choose the most expensive and exquisite dresses, so that they can be the most outstanding one on the banquet night." The old gentleman talked eloquently.

"Ms. Beryl must have received the invitation."

"Well, yes." Shen Tinglan took off the cuff of the blood pressure monitor, and the old man moved his slightly numb arm, "Are you planning to go?"

"This is an excellent opportunity for nobles to hook up with each other. Only people from the upper class can attend. If Miss Beryl doesn't go, others may secretly say that they don't respect Prince Rhodes..."

"I don't like so-called 'noble' noisy places."

Shen Tinglan took off his black gloves and began to pack up the medical equipment, showing little reaction to the banquet.

But recalling the conversation between the girl with rabbit ears and the old gentleman just now, her thoughts seemed to be connected to something suddenly.

But for a moment, Shen Tinglan raised his eyebrows, and the dull complexion just now disappeared, replaced by another calm sense of expectation.

It’s winter recently, Shen Tinglan returned home to finish dinner, twilight has completely fallen, the crescent moon outside the window was covered by clouds and it was gray, Shen Tinglan held an oil lamp, and the flames flickered in the corridor Shaking inside.

There was also a shallow light coming from the study on the second floor.

Shen Tinglan pushed open the teak door with the strength and footsteps of a cat, completely unable to hear any movement.

Huixue was sitting inside, leaning against the desk in the corner, lighting a coal lamp, it was at an angle with the back to the door, so they didn't see each other directly face to face.

"doing what?"

The woman's voice suddenly appeared from the darkness like a ghost, Huixue was startled in her heart, and before she could answer, she began to tidy up the papers on the table in a panic.

Shen Tinglan quickened her pace and walked over, the dark fire circled her tall and thin figure, and the shadow on the ground seemed to mutate into sharp claws at any time and stretched towards Huixue.

Quickly, and with a bit of anger, he called: "Huixue...!"

"Nothing...!" Expecting that it would be too late, Huixue subconsciously pressed her arms on the paper, trying to cover up the writing on the paper.

"Hands off."

Shen Tinglan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were gray and cold, his tone was heavy, and a powerful low pressure swept over him immediately.

Huixue bit her lip, and raised her wolf ears, expressing her reluctance.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

The woman pressed the oil lamp on the table vigorously, and let out a manic "bang!"

The sudden loud noise startled Huixue, she clamped the wolf's tail tightly, and her toes curled up due to the tense nerves at the moment.

The current atmosphere is very dignified, there is a drum beating frequently in the silence, each time becomes heavier and more anxious, and as time ferments, the rhythm becomes faster and faster!

Shen Tinglan stared at her with lowered eyes, then reached out and pulled the paper out from under Huixue's arm.

From the moment Shen Tinglan saw Huixue's flustered expression, she suddenly became suspicious, wondering whether the other party wanted to write a distress letter or anything that was not good for her when she was not at home.

But when Shen Tinglan picked up the stack of papers and squinted her eyes, her brows were wrinkled, and a slight surprise came out of her pupils, overshadowing her anger caused by doubts.

"Are you writing my name?"

Shen Tinglan asked suspiciously, the girl at the table immediately turned her face away, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

She replied with a guilty conscience: "Well..."

Shen Tinglan was quiet, her expression was a bit indescribable, she lowered her body, her tone eased a lot, "Then why do you see me nervous? Huixue."

The girl didn't speak, but responded with a redder face.

Shen Tinglan was stunned, the light in her hand lit up her face.

She thought that Huixue's guilty conscience was due to the fact that the girl's hidden subtle feelings were unintentionally exposed, but the word 'guilty' did not mean that to Huixue's exact meaning.

She had already smelled the cold scent of women walking from far to near in the corridor.

She had already prepared for Shen Tinglan's arrival.

The paper covered with 'Beryl' was written by Huixue first at noon, in order to wait for it to be used as an infantry game at a certain moment, which is now.

And the other stack of papers that really contained the content had been stuffed into the bed board between the mattress and the bed wood by ash and snow.

When she lowered her head, Huixue quickly suppressed the slight revealing intentions in her eyes, and when she raised her eyes to look at Shen Tinglan again, her heart was quite calm.

"I misunderstood you, Huixue."

The woman's gaze softened as she stared at her, she put down the paper, and asked Huixue:

"Do you want to know how to write my Chinese name?"

Huixue blinked and nodded.

The woman took the pen, the ink fell on the white paper, and wrote a line of words - Shen Tinglan.

This is Shen Tinglan's original name. Beryl's name is the English name 'Beryl' that her mother gave her, which means emerald green gemstone.

Shen Tinglan pointed to the font with even strokes and strokes: "Read it, Huixue, try to pronounce it with me."

Shen Tinglan read it once, with a natural and accurate accent, but Huixue was stumped by Shen's pronunciation as soon as she opened her mouth, especially the word 'lán' at the end, which was always pronounced as 'nán', which made her tongue-tied. !

While Huixue was still speechless, Shen Tinglan laughed, and she could see that she was in a good mood, and she was completely different from the person who walked in fiercely just now.

When she smiled, the depression at the end of her eyes dissipated, and her facial features were vivid and glamorous, very beautiful.

Fortunately... Shen Tinglan didn't notice anything unusual.

"Guixue... I have something to tell you." Shen Tinglan propped one hand on the edge of the table, she slightly bent down, approached Huixue, and said:

"I think you'll be glad to hear that."

Huixue raised her chin, "You bought two whole roasted lambs?"

"No...not." Shen Tinglan smiled, and conveniently tapped the tip of Huixue's nose, a little annoyed that she was a glutton.

"Didn't you say you really want to go out? Huixue." Shen Tinglan's fingertips rested on her shoulder silently.

"Soon...I'm going to a banquet."

"At that time, I can take you out."

As soon as the words fell, Huixue's eyes lit up immediately, this was more exciting than giving her a hundred roasted whole lambs!

Shen Tinglan rolled his eyes, bent down, and whispered in Huixue's ear:

"However, in exchange..."

"...You have to promise me one condition."