Not far away, there are two figures walking quickly one behind the other.
The former was Yanchu. She went straight to the Overlord Flower Demon, checked it up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was fine.
The latter's pig head was swollen and he pointed at Cheng Yan angrily: "Young City Master, it's her! It's this ghost who wants to kill this slave!"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Yan Chu and Cheng Yan spoke in unison, surprised each other, and looked at each other.
……
Quiet courtyard, birds chirping and flowers fragrant.
Two girls stand opposite each other.
The taller one was full of energy and smiled: "What's your name?"
The other girl had a round face and a charming expression: "Slave Yanchu."
"I didn't choose you because you said you were a slave. I'll call you Yanchu. I'm a little older than you. When there's no one around, just call me Sister Xiaoyun." The girl said.
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyun."
"Then it's agreed that you will stay with me from now on. I will take you to class and eat delicious food. We will always be together from now on."
"Yeah. Young...Sister Xiaoyuan, we will always be together."
The two girls looked at each other and smiled, then ran hand in hand towards the garden, their laughter like silver bells lingering for a long time.
The memory faded and Cheng Yan came back to his senses. The person in front of him gradually overlapped with the round-faced girl in his memory.
She couldn't help but laugh. She was young and ignorant, and her childish words were unbridled. How could anything in this world stay together forever?
Yanchu's fingertips trembled slightly. Although the person in front of her was covered with bandages, those clear eyes were something she had seen thousands of times in her memory.
She took a step forward, then thought of her master's warning, and silently retracted her legs.
After a while, Yan Chucai said: "Who are you? It was you who wanted to kill Chunyi before?"
"Spring?" Who?
"That's me!"
Chunyi's words were a bit leaky, but that didn't stop her from pointing at herself arrogantly.
Cheng Yan suddenly realized: "It turns out it's you. You've got such a good name in vain. You're pretty good at complaining. Why don't you call me Chunyi? Change your name to Evil Man."
"You!"
Chunyi tried to rush over, but Yanchu was unmoved and retreated halfway through the rush.
"Young City Lord, this ghost... This person is so arrogant. He obviously doesn't take you seriously. Please let the guards arrest her and throw her into the sand prison!"
Teach her a lesson, torture her, beat her to death! Spring will be full of malice written on her face.
Unexpectedly, Yan Chu seemed to have not heard anything, and she said: "Chun Yi, I'm a little thirsty. Go and get me a glass of water."
"Ah?" Chunyi was stunned, where is this going?
"Why don't you go quickly?" Yanchu tilted his head, looking unhappy.
"Yes!"
In desperation, Chunyi could only glare at Cheng Yan fiercely, turn around and run towards the sand castle.
After the spring breeze left, Cheng Yuan and Yan Chu were the only two people here.
Yanchu stared at the bandage on her face and finally couldn't help but asked: "Is it you? Sister Xiaoyuan."
This "Sister Xiaoyun" was spoken very softly, as if she was worried about scaring her away.
Cheng Yan touched his face.
Hey, after all this trouble, the young city lord can still recognize her at a glance.
It’s really a grudge from a past life.
"You're fine." Cheng Yan did not deny it.
Yanchu's eyes turned red instantly: "I thought you were dead."
"He's dead." Cheng Yan's voice was cold.
The original owner is indeed gone, and the little girl in front of her is no longer the little girl she used to be.
"I was taken away by the master at that time. I didn't know that you would be taken away-"
A gust of wind blew by, causing Cheng Yun's bandages to fly, revealing half of his bloody face, which also successfully stopped Yan Chu's words.
Her eyes were wide open, filled with shock.
Sand was flying in the wind and clothes were flying, Cheng Yan calmly put the straps back on.
Shouldn't Yanchu be happy when she becomes like this?
Cheng Yan thought Yanchu would be happy, but her eyes that were holding back tears were not filled with resentment like in the inner demon realm, but full of heartache.
Cheng Yuan was slightly startled.
Perhaps Yanchu didn't hold the grudge against the original owner as much as she thought.
But so what?
The original owner will never come back, and the grudges between them cannot be sorted out.
The two of them looked at each other in silence, as if they had a thousand things to say, but not a single word could come out.
"Young City Lord!"
Chunyi shouted and ran over, handing a bottle of water to Yanchu, successfully breaking the silence between the two.
Yan Chu clenched his fists and tried to calm down, but soon returned to his previous expressionless expression.
"I will not argue with you about Chunyi. Please don't appear in front of me again in the future, otherwise——"
"Otherwise, what if you torture me again, or just kill me this time?"
The beating in Cheng Yan's memory almost killed the original owner. If old ghost Kui hadn't picked her up, the original owner would have been dead by then.
"Young City Master, how can you write this off with one stroke? She injured the slave, and she wants to kill the slave!"
Before Cheng Yuan could say anything, Yan Chu asked: "Why did she kill you?"
"She——"
"She wants to kill you, why are you still standing here?"
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Cheng Yuan's cultivation is above that of Chunyi, and it would be easy to kill her.
Good luck?
Chunyi grinned. She was missing two front teeth!
She opened her mouth wide, trying to let Yanchu see more clearly.
However, Yan Chu had already withdrew his gaze and said to Cheng Yan: "That's it for now. Don't show up again in the future."
Cheng Yan waggled his fingers.
"That's not possible. If you don't want to see me, you can retreat on your own if you don't want to see me."
"You dare to ask the young city lord to retreat? You have eaten the ambition of the leopard - ah!"
The spring spirit flew away, and I lost two front teeth again.
Cheng Yan ignored the curses and said seriously: "Young City Lord, your people are very noisy, let me teach you a lesson.
From now on, you have to be restrained, so that you don’t have to work hard here to distribute so many supplies, and in the end your reputation will be ruined by such people.
That’s not worth it!”
Yanchu's eyes flashed, as if he had some understanding.
Watching Cheng Yuan wave to the Overlord Flower Demon and leave without looking back, she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.
Sister Xiaoyuan no longer has her in her eyes.
She stared at Cheng Yuan's back for a long time, always feeling that the kind-hearted sister Xiaoyuan had changed, not only in appearance, but also in her words and deeds.
But I can’t blame Sister Xiaoyuan. Anyone whose face is ruined like this will leave a psychological shadow.
"Sister Xiaoyuan, I won't let go of those who have hurt you!"
Yanchu's eyes became firm.
……
Cheng Yan ran back to his residence in one breath.
Darling, luckily Yanchu's temper is better than she thought, otherwise she would have ordered a shack plus muscle-strengthening and bone-removing package if she had just invited a few escorts over.
At the beginning, Cheng Yuan was really disappointed when he saw the maid's virtuous behavior.
But after meeting Yanchu today, she saw in her eyes the same innocence and kindness as when she was young.
It seems that Yanchu is no longer the soft-spoken maid she used to be. Why are the maids around her so bully?
No one cares about it?
City Lord——Oh, the City Lord has just left seclusion and couldn’t control it even if he wanted to.
Hey, I don’t want to think about it anymore.
From now on, just like Yan Chu said, if they can't see each other, they can just see each other. This will be good for both of them.