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Originally posted by Spearpoint Translations
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For things that aren’t too urgent, Qin Yuemian always likes to focus on the side he is interested in before he considers others. The same is true this time.
After Wenren Heng left, he realized that there was a problem once he finished a cup of tea.
If the jade pendant was really lost – just like Wenren Heng said, and the person who can take it away is definitely not simple, then the matter of the inn was perhaps a cover. Otherwise why was the lost jade pendant with the gongzi? Why did he have to reside at the same inn as him? And just staying by, had an accident?  \n
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This is too much of a coincidence.\n
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Moreover, the gongzi was already in a coma. The murderer should have killed him directly to be secure. Why should a fire be created? Could it be, he (YY) was waiting to rescued so that he could be taken to Wenren Heng? \n
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Qin Yuemian couldn’t sit still, and quickly went to find them.
Regarding the burns on Ye You, except for the cheek, there are on other places on the body, but it is not serious. It has been nourished by good soup and good medicine for more than half a month. The pain has already subsided by more than half, and it does not affect his capacity for movement.
With routine ease he sat on the couch and waited for his medicinal dressing to be changed.  \n\nWhen Qin Yuemian entered the door, he looked up and saw that the cloth strip on the face of the gongzi was untied again. The changshan(1) was half-opened, black hair trailed over shoulders, there was a face half gorgeous, half threatening, and in addition there was a trace of a sloppy, casual demeanor. Perhaps in the entire Jianghu one cannot discover a second with this elegant bearing. His breath became faintly sluggish. He sweep a look and saw Wenren Heng, that goods, was gently poking from the side. With his expressions he was carrying about the frame of “good shixiong”, and the corner of his(QYM) mouth twitched.\n\nWenren Heng was studying the small porcelain bottle on the tray, said: “Very good, this is Divine Doctor Ji’s medicine.”\n
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Qin Yuemian regained his composure and took advantage of the opportunity to speak: “Right, it is Baicaolu.” **(Baicao = 100/various grasses, Lu = dew)\n
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Ye You sniffed the faint, soothing scent in the air. Understanding clearly, asked: “It can treat flesh wounds and eliminate scars – a miracle medicine?“
Wenren Heng and Qin Yuemian suddenly both looked at him. The latter asked keenly: “You know?”\n
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“Know,” Ye You raised his eyebrows, “Could it be… that the average person doesn’t know?”\n
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“…they don’t, most Jianghu people are aware of it,” Qin Yuemian said, pressing down on the many suspicions that suddenly bubbled up in his heart, and explained amiably. “But just recently I heard you said you had forgotten everything, it’s a bit strange.”
Ye You was extremely intelligent.\n\nHis brain turned faster than Qin Yuemian. No matter what Qin Yuemian thought, he had thought of, he had already considered it, so he only had a look at it at this moment, and he knew what the manor lord was thinking. Although he also felt the the matter of the inn had issues, he is indeed suffering from amnesia. Even if there really a conspiracy, he is now unclear.\n
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With a good temperament, he bore the pain of his cheeks and smiled at the manor lord: “I just don’t remember my name, and family and friends. I still have some impressions about some well-known things.”
“Oh…” Qin Yuemian wanted to try probing with a few more words, but he was in the eyes of this smiling person.
Perhaps the hair color is too dark, or perhaps it’s the effect of light. The color of this person’s pupil appears a little light, very transparent, and there seems to be a hint of indifference in the easy-going manner, like the ability to shoot through a person’s soul. The words that he wanted to speak he abruptly swallowed back, with only one thought in mind – this man knows he suspects something! \n\nQin Yuemian suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was not easy to deal with. At this time, they were in each other’s line of sight, and he even felt that regarding anything, the opposite party could understand what he was doing next. \n
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In midsummer, he stood in a room and yet he felt cold, chilled to the bone.
My heavens, at the time he wanted to see Wenren Heng’s cheer, but now how could he (WRH), without difficulty, take such a frightening person back home?
He took a look at a Wenren Heng.\n
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Wenren Heng did not notice his friend, but put the small porcelain bottle back, asked: “How much do you remember about Divine Doctor Ji?”\n
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Ye You seriously thought about it: “Just a little impression, very vague. Shixiong, you talk about him, I’ll see if I can think of it.”
Wenren Heng said: “He is a very famous doctor in the Jianghu, has produced a lot of good medicine, Baicaolu is only one of them. His name is Ji Zhaohen, it is said that he made this change later himself, because his medical skills are very high, reviving a lot of people, often attracting the hatred of King Yama(2). How is it?”
Ye You tried hard to think about it and shook his head: “It is still very vague.”\n
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In fact, he doesn’t even remember the current year and the current Emperor, not to mention a Divine Doctor. Just saying “there are some impressions” is just to lie to them.\n
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He looked at the small sky blue porcelain bottle and asked, “Is this Divine Doctor still alive?”\n
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Wenren Heng said: “Alive. Although the age is advanced, the body is hale and hearty.”\n
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Ye Ye gazed at him: “Then shixiong, can you tell me if I can find him to have a look at my memory loss?”
“You can, I also planned as such. We will leave in the next few days,” Wenren Heng sweep a look at the servant that was to apply medicinal ointment his shidi, and pressed down his hand. He sat on the couch very naturally, “Let me handle it, in the past, when you were injured, it was always I who helped rub on medicine.”\n
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When they came together, they talked very rapidly from time to time. Qin Yuemian’s train of was still stopped at the study of the others’ cover. Could he or could he not entrap his close friend? As a result, in a flash he saw that Wenren Heng was sitting down, and couldn’t help but stare in astonishment. These goods, although was good-natured to everyone, it was basically superficial. Oneself being like this now, was unprecedented, the first of such an event!
– Was red rain was falling from the sky? (3)
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Notes:
1) changshan (traditional men’s outfit)
\n\n2) King Yama is the king of the underworld in Chinese mythology, the “hen” in Ji Zhaohen means “hatred”.
3) phrase describing unexpected, abnormal situation, like if someone stingy is suddenly generous
Looks likes I like to cut off when QYM goes WTF…
I’ve posted this relatively late in the day. Sorry for the delay. When I translate I’m so clumsy but when I write fic in English I’ve found that I produced over 5,000 words. (I got super carried away) The fic is not for this novel but for another Chinese novel, one that’s popular. I’ll post the fic onto my website later, when it’s done. \n
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