Footsteps sounded from inside the door. Then the door opened, revealing a somewhat haggard and surprised face. "Miss Meng?"
Cheng Lang hesitated and asked, "May I ask what business Miss Meng has with me?"
"May I trouble Young Master Cheng to move to the teahouse next door?"
With a faint smile on her face, Meng Ruyi said softly to Cheng Lang, "I have something I'd like to ask you."
Cheng Lang frowned slightly. He was a bit confused, but he saw that although Meng Ruyi's expression was gentle, there was an undeniable firmness in it.
This was...
Cheng Lang nodded and followed behind Meng Ruyi.
When they arrived at the teahouse, Meng Ruyi asked for a private room. Then she said to Jingzhe, "You go and stand guard outside."
Watching Jingzhe leave, Cheng Lang looked completely at a loss. He stared blankly at Meng Ruyi, his heart pounding.
No way? Could it be that Miss Meng had found out about his initial plan?
Cheng Lang's heart sank. Then he heard Meng Ruyi say, "Young Master Cheng, there's no need to worry. It's not a big deal."
"I'm just a bit curious, so I'd like to ask." As Meng Ruyi said this, she poured a cup of tea for Cheng Lang with a smile, and then continued, "I know that Young Master Cheng has excellent medical skills. So I'm curious about what method you used to know that that person would only live until tomorrow at most."
Hearing this, Cheng Lang's expression relaxed a bit. His initial nervousness gradually faded. He looked up at Meng Ruyi and explained, "That person has been an alcoholic for years, so his body is extremely weak. Usually, it's not obvious, but if something happens, his body will surely collapse like a mountain."
"Hmm?" Meng Ruyi said, "But that person has been weak for a long time. How could Young Master Cheng be so sure that it would be tomorrow?"
Cheng Lang's expression stiffened slightly. He subconsciously turned his head to avoid her gaze and said, "This..."
The words to prevaricate were just on the tip of his tongue, but Cheng Lang realized that he had dug a hole for himself.
Miss Meng and the others trusted him. But if he said now that it was just a guess, he would be disappointing their trust. It would seem ungrateful of him and might affect his future.
But if he told the truth, then...
Cheng Lang hesitated. He swallowed a bit of saliva, then looked up at Meng Ruyi and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Meng. I lied at first."
Sure enough.
Meng Ruyi said nothing. She picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. Then she stared at him, waiting for Cheng Lang's explanation.
"I arrived here a few days ago. But since I was unfamiliar with the place, when I saw that person asking for help in front of the medical clinic, I didn't offer my help."
"But I still felt something was wrong, so I inquired about his family's situation."
As Cheng Lang said this, a look of stiffness flashed across his face. But he still said to Meng Ruyi full of apology, "But that day was really tragic. Seeing his children, I couldn't help but feel compassion, so..."
His face was stiff. He seemed unable to say the words. He subconsciously avoided Meng Ruyi's gaze and clenched his hands into fists.
"So." Meng Ruyi asked calmly, "You took action against him?"
Cheng Lang didn't expect Meng Ruyi to find the answer so quickly. So a look of dejection after being exposed appeared on his face. He said, "Miss Meng is so intelligent. Nothing can be hidden from you."
Sure enough, it was he who had taken action.
Did Cheng Lang use Gu poison?
Meng Ruyi's heart tightened, but her face remained calm. She looked out of the window beside her.
"I poisoned him. Although the amount was not much, it was enough to make him feel unwell tonight, and then..."
That he had poisoned someone was an undeniable fact. But was he really wrong?
"But Miss Meng." Cheng Lang took a deep breath. His voice trembled slightly. "I was thinking about that whole family being dragged down by that person. If he died, even though it would be difficult for that woman to raise her children, it couldn't be more difficult than the current situation."
"It's a pity I was a step too late."
After saying this, Cheng Lang fell silent. He sat there blankly, with his head down, his face gloomy and hard to read.
Meng Ruyi was quite shocked. She had originally thought that he had used Gu techniques, but now it seemed not.
"Young Master Cheng, there's no need to worry." Meng Ruyi had a faint smile on her face and a gentle look in her eyes. "That person deserved his fate. So you don't need to worry about anything else."
Cheng Lang was shocked. He looked up at Meng Ruyi.
"I've just been interested in something recently. Since I've finally met a medical expert like Young Master Cheng, I naturally can't help but ask." As Meng Ruyi said this, she looked a bit apologetic. "I'm sorry if I've disturbed Young Master Cheng."
"How could that be?" Cheng Lang let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. Hearing that Meng Ruyi wasn't here to expose him, he immediately relaxed. The fists he had been clenching slowly loosened.
"I don't know what Miss Meng would like to ask me. If I know the answer, I will surely tell you everything."
"I've heard that Gu poison is extremely mysterious. It is said that Gu techniques and medical skills are closely related. So I'd like to ask Young Master Cheng if you know anything about it?"
As Meng Ruyi said this, there was a hint of curiosity on her face. Her eyes were clear, looking just like a curious young girl as she stared at Cheng Lang.
"Gu techniques?" Cheng Lang was a bit surprised when he heard this. He said, "I've heard of them, but I've never delved into them."
"My master used to know something about them, but he passed away before he could teach me. So now I don't know much about them either."
Saying this, Cheng Lang sighed regretfully. But after hesitating for a moment, he said, "I have a book about Gu techniques here. I can lend it to Miss Meng to have a look."
"However, this book only briefly introduces a few types of Gu techniques. There's nothing else in it. Maybe it's only suitable to be read as a storybook."
"Really?" Meng Ruyi was delighted. She said to Cheng Lang, "Then thank you, Young Master Cheng. If Young Master Cheng needs anything, just ask."
Cheng Lang blushed slightly. He said to Meng Ruyi, "Miss Meng, you're being too polite."
[Ah? Cheng Lang doesn't know? Is he pretending or does he really not know?]
[But he doesn't seem to be lying, and the logic makes sense. I just don't know why Cheng Lang's master died so early this time.]
[So exciting! I love this kind of mysterious plot the most!]
[No! I want to see the cute couple being sweet. I don't want to use my brain!]
Just like the bullet comments, Meng Ruyi was also confused. The logic was indeed sound, and Cheng Lang didn't seem to be lying. It was really a headache.
Meng Ruyi exchanged a few more words, then left. When she returned to the inn, she saw Tang Xiyi frowning and directing the servants to move things.
"This is..."
Meng Ruyi looked blankly at Tang Xiyi's actions and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing, Young Master Tang?"
Tang Xiyi was startled by her voice. Then he came to his senses and said, "Since everyone is staying here now, I'll move here too. It'll be more lively."
She couldn't quite understand the thinking of rich people. It would cost more money!
As if seeing Meng Ruyi's confusion, Tang Xiyi smiled and said, "Anyway, this inn belongs to the Tang family. It'll be convenient."