After Qiongying and Yechen had breakfast, they were drinking tea. Caiyi had just led two maids to bring the clothes. There were not many clothes, only two boxes.
"Lord, where are the clothes being brought here?" Caiyi asked cautiously, not daring to look up again, panic about seeing what he shouldn't have seen.
"Clothing is naturally placed in the cabinet." Isn't this nonsense!
"Yes, yes, Lord." Caiyi slapped herself in her heart, and she said the wrong thing again.
Caiyi quickly sent the maid to put the clothes on, then moved away with two empty boxes.
Ye Chen watched the process uneasyly. His clothes were put into her wardrobe. Does it mean that he will stay tonight...
"Ye Chen, will you stay by my side all the time?" Qiongying approached him, looking at him with a sharp look, even a little domineering.
"Yes." Ye Chen's eyes were firm, and his obsidian-like eyes were as bright as stars.
Whether she needed him or not, he could no longer live without her, but he never expected that the gap in his identity would discourage him in this way.
"It's great, but the people who stay by my side always have to pay something, or something worth keeping me." Qiongying said thoughtfully.
When Ye Chen heard this, his mood suddenly sank to the bottom. She was nowhere to be able to match her and she didn't need anything to pay. He didn't seem to be worth keeping her.
"I will work hard to practice and live up to the expectations of my master." In desperation, he thought that all he could do was this.
"No." Qiongying was a little unhappy. She didn't need him to practice hard anymore. He was already too harsh on himself.
Ye Chen looked sad. He needed it very much. He was not as loyal as Jiang Xue, not as happy as Qingjun, not as noble as Wu Xin, not as powerful as Helian Jiuge and Wu Yue...
"Ye Chen, what I need is not an omnipotent person, and you are already strong enough." Qiong Ying said. There are too many talented people, and he doesn't need to be very talented. It's great now.
"No, I'm afraid I can't protect you." Ye Chen's voice trembled slightly, and he expressed his guilt in his heart. Compared to others, he was far from strong enough.
"Hmm? Do I look cowardly? Do I need protection?" Qiongying became even more unhappy, and his tone suddenly changed.
"No, I don't mean that. I just feel that I have never given anything for you and can't do anything for you." Ye Chen knew that she was naturally unmatched, and he was too small.
"What do you really want to give?" Qiongying asked in a weird tone, a strange color flashing in her eyes.
"...Yes." Ye Chen replied seriously.
"Very good, do you understand the rhythm?" Qiongying asked.
"I don't understand." Ye Chen was slightly shocked. Even if he understood, he could not match one ten thousandth of her father and Feng Feili.
"Do you know how to tell jokes?" Qiongying was thinking. He didn't say anything and it would be too difficult for him to tell jokes.
"I don't understand." Ye Chen's heart was deeper again. Wu Yue knew how to tell jokes best. He was not good at speaking.
"Do you know how to paint?"
"I don't understand." Ye Chen dared not say that he had practiced it, because compared with her painting skills, he seemed to be very good at it and pale in comparison.
"Don't you understand?" But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, but there is one thing you must understand. What you can give is worth keeping me. Qiongying said pretending to be serious.
"...What's the matter?" Ye Chen was very nervous. He didn't know much and regretted why he didn't learn music before.
"You go back first and think about what's going on, pack up your belongings and come and tell me tonight." Qiongying said.
"Yes, master." Ye Chen was in a mess. What was going on?
"Call my name." Qiongying reminded again.
"Yes, Qiongying." Ye Chen's answer was consistent, and he could not change his unique conciseness.