"What do you want to do? Or do you like to do?" Qiongying asked again.
"No, I follow the master's arrangement." Ye Chen said slowly, feeling confused. What exactly should she say?
"What if I didn't make arrangements for you, let you choose for yourself?" Qiongying stretched out her slender fingers and picked up a bunch of hair to play with it.
Ye Chen was speechless, and he didn't dare to say it. If he lies, she could probably see it; if he told the truth, she might be angry.
"Hmm?" Qiongying got closer a little, smelling the mint, which was very special, cool and fresh.
"...I wish to follow my master for the rest of my life." Ye Chen said slowly, he only wanted to stay where he could see her, he was her shadow.
"How long is a lifetime?" Qiongying asked with a frown slightly.
"In his lifetime," Ye Chen replied slowly, his tone was very light, hiding all emotions.
The candlelight in the hall was light and dark, and there was heavy snow outside, and there was no trace of moonlight.
Qiongying said nothing, put down the hair in her hand, smiled slightly, and the clouds were light and the wind was light, drifting away.
Ye Chen was quietly waiting for her answer, but what was waiting for was the sound of her footsteps leaving. When he looked back, her figure had disappeared behind the curtain.
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The next day, just dawn, Wuxin and others were waiting in the front hall.
Qingjun also came, nestled lazily on the chair, boiled water with charcoal fire on the stove, carefully selected tea leaves, and made tea very skillfully.
Qiutong glanced at him, when did Qingjun learn to make tea? He seemed to be even more unscrupulous after not seeing him for many days.
On the table next to the main seat is a red plum, bright red and beautiful, emitting a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
The shadow of the sky came into the hall without being slow, and the corners of the clothes were slightly raised, and there was an indescribable sense of dignity and elegance, and she sat casually on the main seat.
Ye Chen followed her and smelled the fragrance of tea. He looked dark and stood aside silently. Does she no longer need him?
"Master." Qiu Tong and Wuxin bowed.
"When will you leave?" Qingjun looked at Qiongying and saw that her expression was still careless. He felt a little disappointed. Four years, was it just four days for her?
"Tomorrow." Qiongying said lightly, looking at the table table, tea and red plum, this combination...
Wuxin and Qiutong were stunned and caught off guard. Is the master going out?
Ye Chen was confused and looked at her in confusion. Where was she going? What was she going to do? How long did she go?
"Isn't this red plum not good?" Qingjun looked at her without blinking, afraid of missing every look in her.
"It looks good, it's very consistent with you." Qiongying smiled faintly.
"If you wear red clothes, it will be more in line with you." Qingjun said with some expectations. He hopes to have a common hobby with her.
Qiongying didn't say anything, picked up the tea and took a sip. She didn't care about the color she wore, which seemed almost the same in her opinion.
Qingjun was a little disappointed. She said that he looked good in red, but she probably didn't like red, and her mind was elusive.
"Ye Chen, Qiu Tong, Wuxin, I'll give you four years to keep your low profile and restrain your sharpness." Qiongying glanced at the three of them and said indifferently.
"Yes, master." The three of them responded in surprise.
"Four years later, I will come back to inspect the results, so you can do it yourself." Qiongying said lightly.
"Yes, master." The three of them looked different. Will the master go out for four years?
"Four years are too long. Can you come back early?" Qingjun discussed pitifully.
"Haha, maybe." Qiongying smiled mysteriously. She had been sleeping for four years in her previous life, and she became stronger in this life, maybe she would be earlier.