Wu Nian wore a blue narrow-sleeved brocade robe today, and there was no need to roll up his sleeves. Hearing this, he stood up, walked a few steps, came to a man, took a spoon, and spooned a spoonful of oil.

Then he stood with his feet still, like an old tree with roots. He raised his right arm flatly, then tilted his arm slightly and poured out the oil in the spoon.

Oil is not water. It is viscous and easy to control. Although the spoon is large, Wu Nian controls the spoon so that the oil inside is like a thin rope.

He didn't aim correctly at first, and a little oil spilled on the ground. But with a little control, most of the oil passed through the square hole of the copper coin and entered the gourd.

As Wu Nian showed his hand, the faces of those who were not out just now suddenly turned pale.

Wait for Wu Nian to pour a spoonful of oil into the gourd.

"Bah bang bang." Xiao Hong stretched out her little hand and clapped her palms, which turned red. She raised her eyes and looked at Wu Nian and said, "Congratulations to this young master for getting the opportunity to meet my young lady. Please."

With that said, Xiao Hong winked at Wu Nian mischievously, then twisted her waist and walked towards the corridor.

Wu Nian followed him with big strides amid the envious, jealous and hateful eyes of the others.

There is a unique cave in the Mingyue Tower. Wu Nian followed Xiao Hong and turned around again before arriving at a courtyard.

The courtyard is neither big nor small, but it has all the necessary features. There are rockeries, ponds, and small bridges.

Xiaohong took Wu Nian to a building.

"Sir, my young lady is inside the building." Xiao Hong said to Wu Nian, then turned around and entered the building.

Wu Nian looked up and saw brightly lit candles on the second floor, and vaguely saw a beautiful lady sitting by the window with a graceful silhouette.

Perhaps this opportunity was hard-won. Wu Nian had no other intentions for Miss Ruyan. But at this moment, he actually felt a sense of expectation.

How good-looking is Wang Ruyan? What does her body fragrance smell like?

"It seems that I am also an ordinary person." Wu Nian laughed at himself and shook his head. Then he took a step forward and followed Xiao Hong into the building, climbed the slightly steep stairs, and reached the second floor.

The second floor is a lobby structure that is clear at a glance.

Directly opposite the stairs is a screen with poems Wu Nian has never seen engraved on it. In front of the screen is a long black table with a finely crafted black guqin.

Zhuohou is a black bamboo chair.

In the center is a beautifully crafted round mahogany table.

Looking at the structure of the room, Wu Nian knew that this was supposed to be a place where the Qing courtiers and talented scholars would chant poems, play the harp and drink wine.

There are beautiful women, but they are a little weird.

Wu Nian looked at the person sitting at the table. She was in her mid-twenties and had a standard oval-shaped face. Her skin was white and firm, and could be broken by blows.

She has a pair of big, watery eyes, slightly trembling eyelashes, a rosy and plump mouth, and a slight smile. She looks so beautiful when she smiles, revealing two small pear dimples.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

Wu Nian was a little surprised. Speaking of the two beauties in his family, they were both chosen at once. Liu Xiang is Xiaojiabiyu, the cute one.

As time goes by, Liu Xiang's skin becomes fairer and more beautiful day by day.

Mrs. Chen is a woman. Her appearance is outstanding, her fragility makes people pity her, and her figure is so attractive that he can't put it down.

As long as he is at home, he will hold that fragrant and delicate body and do whatever he wants.

But none of them are as good-looking as the person in front of me.

Not only is she good-looking, she also has an outstanding figure. Although not as mature and beautiful as Chen, she has a standard dancer figure.

The chest is very firm.

The waist is very thin.

The legs are very long.

Wu Nianyou was shocked, thinking of the rumors about her, and couldn't help but smell the air. This huge living room couldn't hide too much fragrance.

But Wu Nian still smelled a vague fragrance. This fragrance was not the fragrance of rouge, but a very special fragrance.

Wu Nian had never smelled it before. He couldn't describe it in words. He just thought it smelled good and fragrant. It gave him a feeling of ecstasy.

People are beautiful, and the fragrance is real.

But people are just weird.

She was seen wearing a blue square cloth hat, hiding her sleek hair inside the hat. She was wearing a blue men's gown, tied around her waist with a black belt.

Her waist is really thin.

People can't help but worry about whether it will break.

This outfit was very familiar. Wu Nian looked at the square black medicine box and gray pulse pillow on the table and suddenly realized.

Isn't this the way doctors dress in medical clinics?

What a good butler, it's so funny.

Xiaohong was already standing beside the female doctor, looking at Wu Nian's surprised look. She covered her mouth with her little hand and smiled. She blessed Wu Nian and said: "Sir, you are in luck tonight. My lady is sitting here."

See a doctor at the hospital.”

After a pause, Xiaohong raised her head and said with a proud face: "My lady is proficient in the art of Qihuang and specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. No matter what the disease is, she will keep the medicine until the disease is cured."

It was also the first time for Wu Nian to enter an ancient brothel, so he was not very familiar with it.

But this scene is definitely not mainstream.

The purpose of his coming here was not her. He paused, thought for a moment, then took a step forward, came to sit in front of Wang Ruyan, stretched out his right hand, palm up, and naturally placed it on the pulse pillow.

"Then there's Doctor Lao Wang."

Wu Nian said with a smile.

Wu Nian's appearance surprised the master and servant. Wang Ruyan's dress tonight was unusual. She originally planned to shock people.

But Wu Nian was so calm.

Wang Ruyan smiled lightly, raised her white jade hand calmly and generously, and gently placed it on Wu Nian's wrist.

It felt smooth and slightly cool. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Wu Nian just felt a shiver in his heart.

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

It's so erotic that it makes you stupid.

This number one Qing Dynasty man in Liaodong is truly well-deserved. Even with his concentration, he is as if he is sitting on a cloud, drifting in his imagination.

Not long after, Wang Ruyan withdrew his jade hand, lowered his eyebrows and began to ponder.

Wu Nian had calmed down and asked with a smile: "Doctor Wang, am I sick?"

"I'm sick." Wang Ruyan raised his head and said seriously.

Wu Nian just thought she was joking and didn't take it to heart. He smiled and said, "How are you feeling?"

"It's nothing serious." Wang Ruyan turned her neck very gracefully.

"What disease?" Wu Nian said smoothly.

"Liver disease. Excessive drinking."

"Kidney disease, excessive sexual intercourse recently, small loss of essence and blood."

Wang Ruyan said.

The smile on Wu Nian's face died, and he looked at Wang Ruyan with some surprise.

Really accurate.

Doesn’t it mean that Wang Ruyan has no talent? Does medical skill count as talent?

Needless to say, drinking too much alcohol.

Recently, for Chen, he is really like an old cow plowing the fields, very diligent.
Chapter completed!