"Master, I don't have a name." The young man said humbly.
"My name is Ye Chen."
"Thank you, Master, for the name." A glimmer of light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he knelt down respectfully.
The black cloak moved slightly, and she had already walked away.
Ye Chen quickly got up, enduring the pain on his body, and followed her step by step.
At the end of the cold alley, a ray of sunshine shone in, but it could not dissipate the cold atmosphere.
Walking in the sunshine, we walked through the streets and the back hill, and returned to the back hill of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Can I go there?" The childish voice was soft, but there was a hint of coldness.
Facing the high and dilapidated wall and the injuries on his body, Ye Chen didn't know if he could do it, but he lowered his head and said, "Go back to the master, Ye Chen can do it."
Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, a person who overestimates her own abilities! She stretched out her small hand and grabbed the shoulder that was taller than her. With a slight jump, the two of them had climbed over the high wall and landed on the ground with dead leaves.
on the ground.
Ye Chen still lowered his head. His master didn't believe him. He had seen his extraordinary master in the alley just now. Who was his master?
She went to the well to wash her hands, and then walked towards the room. When she reached the door, she looked back at him.
"Wash yourself again and don't leave this courtyard. The room opposite is yours. You are not allowed to enter my room without my permission." After saying this, she entered the room and closed the door.
"Yes, Master." Ye Chen responded expressionlessly.
Ye Chen looked around for a week. Although the courtyard was shabby, it was a thousand times better than the place he lived before, and he could tell at a glance that it was a side courtyard of a wealthy family.
He is fourteen years old, and his master seems to be seven or eight years old at most, but he definitely does not treat his master as a child.
Most of the day passed, and it was not until dusk that the door to the room was opened.
She had taken off her black cloak and was wearing a simple and elegant cloth. Her black hair was disheveled, and the wound on the left side of her face was hideous and terrifying, but it still did not damage her cold and evil aura.
Ye Chen had already changed his clothes. He was wearing simple clothes without any stains on his body. His hair was half tied up. He had a pair of cold starry eyes and his skin was abnormally white, as if he had not seen the sun all year round.
At this moment, he was sweeping the dead leaves on the ground with a broom. When he saw her, he was stunned, his voice was stuck in his throat, and the broom in his hand fell to the ground.
A trace of anger flashed in her deep phoenix eyes, and she instantly transferred to Ye Chen, with the ferocious wounds displayed in front of his eyes.
"Master." Ye Chen tried his best not to show panic. The first thing he was surprised about was his master's face, but at this moment, what made him tremble was the strange and depressing aura.
"Who asked you to clean up the dead leaves?" Dan's lips, which were crying with blood, spat out a sentence coldly.
"Return to the master, no one, it was Ye Chen's own idea." Ye Chen had regained his composure and replied slowly.
"You are not allowed to clean the dead leaves in the yard from now on." Her voice returned to a calm tone, showing no trace of emotion.
"Yes, Master." Ye Chen lowered his eyes slightly, not looking directly at her.
"Are you scared?" His lips curved into a slight arc, with an imperceptible smile.
"Ye Chen was really scared just now, but not now." He answered truthfully.
"Very good, are you afraid of death?" Her tone was a little smiley and a little cruel.
"Don't be afraid." He is already dead. Now he is just a body without a soul. He only accepts the control of his master. Everything about him belongs to his master.