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Three people entered a private room on the left side of the second floor.
As Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan settled in, two Clerks came upstairs, bringing with them a pot of freshly brewed tea that emitted a faint fragrance.
They also brought two plates of roasted snacks—sunflower seeds and pumpkin seeds.
Ziyan loved places where she could enjoy delicious food while having a broad view to appreciate the scenery and people, so this private room naturally became her favorite spot.
Sitting by the spacious window, she could easily glance down to see the entire lobby below. The lobby was decorated in an antique and elegant style, surpassing even the Koufu Tower they had visited earlier.
All the Waiters wore identical off-white high-neck hats made of coarse cotton, deep blue jackets and trousers, with a white towel draped over their shoulders. They bowed respectfully to customers, displaying a sincere and genuine attitude.
While munching on seeds and observing her surroundings for a moment, Ziyan secretly revealed a faint smile.
Ling Yuxuan's eyes followed her gaze as she scanned the area, occasionally glancing at the expression of the Beloved Child across from them.
Naturally, she couldn't escape noticing Ziyan's strange smile.
So she teased, "What’s up? Want to steal some skills?"
"Huh? Steal—skills? Pfft."
Ziyan was momentarily speechless and didn't want to argue too much. She took a sip of tea and changed the subject: "Hmm, this tea is quite good, authentic Rain-Preceding Longjing."
A flash of light crossed Ling Yuxuan's eyes.
She pondered to herself: What kind of place is this Twenty-First World that allows her to hold so many strange and endless pieces of wisdom in her mind, making her seem so disdainful of many things in this world?
In an instant, Ziyan noticed the glimmer in Ling Yuxuan's eyes and guessed that she must be speculating about her.
Determined to interrupt her thoughts, Ziyan said, "Hey, what are you guessing about?"
"Uh? Oh, of course, I'm guessing you." Ling Yuxuan, realizing that Ziyan had seen through her, directly expressed her inner confusion without any concealment.
"Guess what about me?"
"Guess what exactly is in your head?"
"Oh, should I come over and try to open your head to find out?" Ziyan said casually.
"Aren't you afraid if I really opened your head?" Ling Yuxuan looked at the girl in front of her, who was full of provocation. She raised an eyebrow and deliberately showed a hint of fierceness. Unexpectedly, the girl pouted and provocatively replied, "Hmph—I'm scared of you? Not a chance."
"Uh? Sigh—" Ling Yuxuan was completely defeated by the person in front of her.
She thought to herself: Who spoiled this girl to be so fearless? It was none other than herself. Forget it, she had heard her master say long ago—it's hard to raise both small people and women in this world; it's better not to argue with her.
With that in mind, she could only helplessly smile without sincerity and nodded at the person across from her, saying, "Mm-hmm, only you can do it, only you are fearless."
"Oh!" Ziyan finally stopped arguing with him about this issue. She took a sip of tea and continued to snack on sunflower seeds.
After that, the two of them occasionally exchanged banter and flirted in the private room.
Soon, they both noticed two familiar figures slowly walking up the stairs from downstairs.
Who were they? Of course, it was Old Man Mo, whom Ling Yuxuan had sent the little Clerk to inform, and surprisingly, the other person was Qin Ming!
Ziyan momentarily lost her focus; when did this guy's master arrive in County Town?
Unable to help herself, Ziyan directed her curious gaze and questions at Ling Yuxuan across from her. Ling Yuxuan understood her meaning but didn't respond; she shrugged and smiled at her noncommittally.
Just as the two were exchanging glances, Old Man Mo and Qin Ming had already entered their private room.
Ziyan quickly got up from her seat to greet them, while Ling Yuxuan remained leisurely seated in her spot, calmly sipping her tea.
Qin Ming and Old Man Mo nodded towards Ziyan, and Old Man Mo spoke first: "Miss, there's no need to be so polite. Let's sit down and chat."
The three of them took their seats in turn. Qin Ming looked at Ling Yuxuan and asked, "What's wrong? Is my disciple unhappy that Master came uninvited?"
"Uh? How could I dare? Come, Master, Old Man Mo, let me serve you both some tea." Ling Yuxuan said with a grin as he stood up, playfully making faces at Qin Ming and Old Man Mo like a child.
Qin Ming was momentarily at a loss for words and could only shake his head helplessly, muttering softly, "You little rascal, always so unruly."
"No worries, no worries. It's rare to see Young Master still full of childlike spirit. Elder hasn't seen Young Master being as mischievous and adorable as he was in the Wang residence for a long time."
Huh?
So Ling Yuxuan was also a mischievous child when he was young? Ziyan thought to herself.
But when she looked up, she noticed something was off; Qin Ming's expression suddenly became much more serious due to Old Man Mo's words.
Ling Yuxuan's expression changed rapidly through several emotions: pain, happiness, sadness. In an instant, all the scenes intertwined and overlapped in his mind, fragments of his childhood with his parents surfacing.
"I'm sorry, Young Master. Elder spoke without thinking! Please forgive Young Master and General Qin."
Old Man Mo realized that his unintentional mention of the topic had caused Ling Yuxuan to recall those painful memories and couldn't help but feel guilty.
However, after glancing at everyone, Ling Yuxuan let out a long sigh and forced a nonchalant smile.
He comforted Old Man Mo by saying, "It's fine; it's all in the past now."
Ziyan had initially felt a sense of schadenfreude watching Ling Yuxuan face Qin Ming's reproach. But as their conversation continued and she saw the various difficult expressions on Ling Yuxuan's face, she couldn't help but feel a wave of discomfort rising within her.
Perhaps this is what it means to love deeply—one feels the same emotions as the other!
Ling Yuxuan noticed that Ziyan's face was shining brightly in the sunlight, and at that moment, her expression seemed to resonate with his own feelings of melancholy.
He forced himself to remain calm and offered a relieved smile to the Beloved One.
Qin Ming and Old Man Mo, who had already noticed the mutual understanding and shared emotions between the two, exchanged knowing nods at that moment.
They silently thought to themselves: Such a couple would surely support each other through thick and thin in the days to come.
Well! The Young Master would no longer feel as lonely as before, even with their company, often missing his parents.
"Yan'er, you order," Qin Ming broke the silence first.
"Uh? Me? Oh, no, I couldn't. You all go ahead; I've never been to this place before and don't know what their specialties are," Ziyan quickly shook her head in refusal like a bobblehead.
"Let the Master order instead. Since the Master has accompanied his disciple all this way and rarely comes out from the deep mountains, today being here, it is only right for you to order some dishes that you haven't had in a long time and enjoy," Ling Yuxuan decisively alleviated Ziyan's awkwardness as he looked at her flustered state.
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