The remaining wax on the table was still wet, and the indoor furniture glowed faintly in the morning light. The room was lonely.
There is only herself. There is no shadow of Lou Qianyue.
She looked at the table again. There was nothing on the table, not the bowl she imagined.
The two young apprentices were taking a break outside. They were very alert. When they heard the movement in the house, they opened the curtain and ran in: "Master, are you awake?" They hurriedly went to fetch water for her.
Ah Zi called to one of them: "Jin Xuan, did anyone come last night?"
Jin Xuan shook her head: "No. No one else came after Uncle Bu came yesterday evening."
Ah Zi hummed and asked him to step back.
There was a faint wry smile on the corner of her lips. It seemed that she was dreaming last night. She actually dreamed that Lou Qianyue came back to her and served her as before...
There seemed to be still the taste of lotus seed soup in her lips, and she shook her head.
Sure enough, habits are a very scary thing. Once you get used to something and want to change it, you will feel very uncomfortable. You will relive it even in your dreams——
The place where Qingwan lives is much lower than Xiaoyao Peak, but the scenery is very unique and quiet.
There are poles of green bamboo inside and outside the courtyard, forming patches and arrays. The mountain wind blows, causing these bamboos to sway and make a whining sound.
Azi is sitting on the top of a green bamboo pole, her body half hidden among the bamboo leaves. She is wearing a green dress today, which is very harmonious with the color of the bamboo. She is turning a bottle of wound medicine in her hand.
Looking at the courtyard, I felt slightly lost in thought.
In the open space in the courtyard, Lou Qianyue was sitting on a soft chair, with a soft cloud mattress underneath him. He was lying on it, turning a medicine bottle in his hand, looking very contented.
The medicine bottle was exactly the same as the one in Ah Zi's hand, exactly the same.
In front of him was a cloud table with various fruits and snacks placed on it. It looked very rich.
Qingwan stood beside him and was talking to him with a smile: "Senior Brother Lou, this medicine is an exclusive secret made by the famous pharmaceutical expert Lian Fei. It is very helpful in treating injuries caused by sticks. If you use this again, your injury will be cured.
Faster."
Lou Qianyue looked a little careless: "I remember that the concubine does not give this medicine away easily. Even if a leader comes to ask for it, she may not be willing to give it away. Where did you get it?"
Qingwan sighed: "Senior Brother Lou is indeed well-informed, and we also know that this medicine was sent by Uncle Bu. It is said that when the concubine came here, she owed him a favor, and now she just borrowed it to repay it.
He only got two bottles, one was given to Master Uncle Azi, and another one was sent here."
Lou Qianyue's eyes flashed slightly, and she huffed, without saying anything else. She lay back and loosened her hands.
"Pop!" There was a sound, and the vial in his hand fell to the ground, and the medicine liquid flowed all over the floor.
Qingwan yelled "Ouch" and hurriedly wanted to pick it up, but the medicine bottle was broken and the medicine liquid seeped into the soil. Where could she pick it up again?
"Senior Brother Lou..." Qingwan paused and regretted.
"My hand slipped." Lou Qianyue explained lightly, still not paying much attention.
He picked up a piece of pastry and put it into his mouth: "This cake tastes good. Did you make it?"
Qingwan came back from her regret, and when she heard him compliment her, a light blush appeared on her fair cheeks: "Yes, it's fine if Senior Brother Lou likes it."
Lou Qianyue smiled: "You do have a pair of skillful hands."
Qingwan blushed even more...
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In fact, this book is written in a cross-section of past and present lives. It is a new way of writing. Do you still like it when the past life was written in such detail? Or should I just skim it over like an outline?