"I'll give it back to you." Jing Ao's face was covered in blood, his lips were pale, and his past actions in handing over the paper town were so scary.
Wuxin was stunned for a moment. Is he a lunatic? Of course she couldn't answer, she would only dirty her hands!
With a thud, Zhizhen fell to the ground, and he fell down, his eyes closed and motionless. The blood on his forehead could not stop and flowed to the ground like a stream.
Wuxin snorted coldly, unintentionally, and was about to leave, but when he saw the blood flowing like water, his beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but frown.
He took two steps, hesitated for a while, then bent down and checked Jing Ao's wound.
"Don't die at the door of my pharmacy!" Wu Xin said coldly, hesitated for a while, and made up his mind to cover his wound, then pulled his collar and drag him into the pharmacy.
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The next morning.
When the sun just rose, Caiyi held breakfast and went to the palace gate, and saw Ye Chen wandering under the tree. He was carrying a tea set and a can of water, probably from the tea room.
"Young Master Ye Chen, why don't you go in?" Caiyi asked strangely.
"I'm just about to go in." Ye Chen said, and then entered the palace with Caiyi.
The main door of the bedroom was open, and Luo Yi was waiting at the door of the hall, signaling Cai Yi and Ye Chen to enter the hall.
This bedroom is divided into three partitions, the main hall, the bedroom, and the bathtub are separated by gauze curtains and screens. The water in the bathtub is cool all year round, and it is the water of the mountain spring brought in from the back mountain.
"Lord." Caiyi came in calmly and greeted her in awe as usual.
"Master." Ye Chen stared at the gauze for a moment before greeting him.
"When is it?" Her voice came from behind the scenes, and she was missing. She was probably behind the screen.
"It's about two minutes." Caiyi replied, and then started to cook, as if she was back to the past days.
Ye Chen paused for a moment before walking to the cabinet where the heating stove and tea leaves were placed. He saw a can of tea here, which was Maojian, so the tea he received was no longer needed.
I started to add water to make tea. This complicated process of making tea, but he seemed to have done it countless times and was extremely familiar. In addition, he practiced it all night last night, so there should be no mistakes.
Ye Chen was making tea meticulously, but his hearing was very concentrated. He listened to every slight sound in the hall, with a breeze, a gauze curtain rising, and a very light footsteps. He recognized the rhythm of the pace, as long as he had heard it once,
Never forget.
After the meal of Caiqi Bu, he waited for the order.
"Go down."
"Yes, Lord." Caiyi nodded and leaned over and left the hall.
Qiongying sat on the chair and did not look at the food on the table, but instead looked at the tea-making man unscrupulously.
Ye Chen turned his back to her, he was on the side of the wall of the hall, two feet away from her, and he could still feel the deep gaze.
He made almost no sound, and even the sound of pouring water was extremely light.
He knew he blocked her view, she couldn't see what he was doing, but for some reason, he always felt that she could see it.
He waited for a while, and the gaze was still like a ray of light on his back. What was she looking at him?
Finally, he served the tea, picked it up, turned around and walked towards the dining table.
He looked at her without squintingly, as if he noticed her gaze, calmly and meticulously put down the teapot, took out the cup, and poured tea.
A cup of steaming fragrant tea was presented to her.
Qiongying had no intention of drinking tea, she was watching him all the time, waiting for him to react.