Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 227
The furnishings in the room are all as before, spotless, and its owner seems to have never left.

Luo Yi was waiting outside the veil, and the Lord never let her serve him when he washed and changed his clothes.

After taking a bath, Qiongying put on a lavender dress and waited for her hair to dry.

"Go down and let Ye Chen come."

"Yes, master." Luo Yi bent down and stepped back.

Luo Yi went out of the room, and saw Cai Yi coming with a tea set.

"Caiyi, don't disturb the master, leave it to Master Yechen."

"Master's order?" Caiyi instantly understood, presumably the lord is used to being served by Young Master Yechen.

Luo Yi invited Ye Chen and handed him the tea set.

Ye Chen took the tea set, a slight smile appeared on Qing Juan's face, all the worries just disappeared in an instant, and then he walked into the room slowly.

Through the hazy veil, her figure can be vaguely seen.

As always, Ye Chen put the tea set on the table and started to make tea.

After a while, the room was filled with the fragrance of tea.

Qiongying smelled the fragrance and came, but his eyes were looking at him. It had been many months since he had seen him, and he seemed to have grown taller.

"Master." Ye Chen's eyes were clear, and every time he faced the gaze of his master, it made him lose his mind.

"En." Qiongying nodded in satisfaction.

"Master, your hair is still wet." Seeing that her hair was still dripping with water, Ye Chen immediately took a dry cloth and wiped her hair as usual.

Qiongying sat on the chair, lifted the teapot, poured an extra cup of tea, smelled the fragrance of the tea, and waited for the tea to cool down.

"Ye Chen, how are you doing recently?"

"Very good." Ye Chen nodded and said, for him, it was not recently, but a year and three months ago, and the hair in his hand obviously grew a lot.

Qiongying stretched out her hand and touched the glass wall with the back of her hand, the temperature was right.

"No need to wipe it, just sit with me for a while."

"Yes, Master." Ye Chen put down the dry cloth and sat on the chair next to him.

"Tea." Qiong Ying pushed the teacup towards him.

Ye Chen was stunned, did the master pour an extra cup of tea for him?

Seeing his dazed look, Qiongying couldn't help but smile: "Facing the wall and thinking about it for a month seems to make you more silent."

Ye Chen was speechless, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes had already happened in November of the year before last, although the master did not leave him a word, but on the last day of December, he received a hair tie, which he has never seen before. Still don't understand why the master sent him a hair tie.

"Drink tea with me." Qiongying picked up the teacup and slowly tasted the long-lost taste.

"Yes, master." Ye Chen also picked up the tea and drank it carefully, never felt that Mao Jian was so fragrant and pleasant.

"What have you been doing lately?" Qiongying asked about daily life.

"I'm all practicing, studying essays, and occasionally playing chess." Ye Chen's expression was solemn, he kept in mind his master's teachings, cultivated his mind, cultivated his character, and learned etiquette. He was afraid that he was not diligent enough.

"It's so boring, I've never seen you go out to play, you can go out to play occasionally like Qiu Tong." Qiong Ying was very depressed, she didn't harsh him, why was he so hardworking and dull.

"It's not boring." Ye Chen said quickly, he could practice illusion, read books, and stay with his master, so how could it be boring? That was something he never imagined when he was in the prison.

"Cultivation can't be rushed, and you don't have to be too diligent in writing. Too much reading will make you dull. Playing chess requires talent. Not everyone can learn the essentials. The most important thing is what you like. If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself to learn." Qiongying taught After a while.

"Yechen understands." Yechen nodded solemnly, the books he had read were all books that his master had read deliberately, and as for playing chess, he didn't dislike it.

(End of this chapter)