It should have been a few years later that Ayan looked a little more mature and steady than the boy in black in the previous memory. Looking at his appearance, he guessed that he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

He walked in gently, put the food box in his hand on the ground, then opened it, and pushed out the things inside one by one.

It is not very rich, or even a bit shabby, a mixed bun and a bowl of green vegetables and tofu soup.

"Ayan, why are you here?" Ah Qing looked at the visitor in surprise and whispered, "Master, don't you allow you to come to see me, have you forgotten?"

Ayan ignored it and snorted: "Master, he is confused, so he doesn't care about these things."

Picking up the pen, Aqing looked at him helplessly: "Ayan, you are talking nonsense again. Take away these quickly. Master punishes me not to eat supper. I will just stay up all night and will not get hungry."

"It was obviously my mistake, why do you admit it? I have always been the best at causing trouble. Master is so annoying that I am punished, and I am used to it." Ayan muttered and complained with heartache, "You listen to Master the most. If you admit that you made a mistake, Master is even more angry, so you will punish you twice as much. If you are in poor health, you will kneel overnight and have to copy scriptures. Can you stand it?"

Ah Qing smiled: "It's just one night, nothing happened."

"Master doesn't allow you to use your spiritual power, it's extremely cold here..." After looking around, Ayan frowned, "I don't care. You either eat all of this or I will be punished with you."

Upon hearing this, Ah Qing said seriously: "No, if you are punished, you must be punished. Master punishes me not to eat supper, I just can't eat it."

"You are really stubborn. When is the time now, and where is the supper..." Ayan smiled and pushed the food in front of Aqing, "It's almost midnight now, this is midnight snack."

Seeing Ah Qing not moving, Ah Yan's face lengthened and he lay on the ground: "If you don't eat, I'll just lie here all night, freezing myself and getting sick..."

"Ayan..." Aqing had no choice but to use him, so he sighed, picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites casually, "Okay, I'll eat it, you get up."

Ayan quickly got up and saw that there was not much food. At least he had eaten some, and he smiled on his face. He took the bowls and chopsticks aside. He lay on the desk and looked at Aqing copying the scriptures: "How many more, I'll copy them together for you..."

"Master punished two hundred copies. I just ate something, but failed to follow Master's instructions and punished twice. I want to copy four hundred copies." A Qingfeng said lightly.

After hearing this, Ayan's face suddenly stretched out: "Aqing!"

Ah Qing smiled at him: "Nothing is wrong, I can finish writing."

"Of course I know you're done..." Ayan muttered, reached out to grind, his eyes fell on the man's face, and then said in a low voice, "I feel sorry for you."

Ah Qing didn't hear it clearly, paused the pen in his hand, looked up at the young man who was grinding half-kneeling beside the desk: "Ayan, what did you say?"

"Nothing..." Ayan smiled, "Senior brother, I'll be with you."

A lonely lamp, two figures intertwined, and the huge palace seemed very empty. The two of them sat in the same place, and the sound of slight conversations came from time to time, making the night darker.

...

After watching two memories, they were all about the scenes of the brothers in love and affection, and they were as close as brothers, especially when they looked at the same face as Qingzhuo Zhenren, Qin Meiyu felt extremely complicated.

But before she could escape from this memory, she was instantly pulled into another memory.

This memory is full of sadness. Qin Meiyu's mood is very depressed and sad even though he is a bystander.

...

There was a man kneeling at the door of the Taoist temple. His waist and back were straight, his head was hanging, and he held a sword in both hands and raised it high. It was Ayan.
Chapter completed!