Ling Xuewei raised the lunch box in her hand and said, "I'm here to bring him some food. Are you still busy?"
Guanzhixing nodded.
"Then leave it to him and supervise him to eat after he's done. I'll go back first."
After watching Ling Xuewei leave, Guan Zhixing looked at the lunch box in his hand.
This woman was able to advance and retreat appropriately, and did not rely on her master's favor to become arrogant.
Guan Zhixing hesitated for a moment and put it aside for the time being.
An hour later, the study door opened and everyone filed out. After everyone was sent away, Guan Zhixing came upstairs and saw that the lunch box he had placed on the table in the corridor was missing.
"Where are the things Miss Ling sent?"
"The master took it."
Hearing this, Guan Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief. No matter whether the master ate it or not, it was given to the master. If it was really lost, he would be derelict in his duty.
Guan Zhixing asked people to go down and then entered the study.
As soon as I entered, I saw the master opening a wooden box, which contained three plates of breakfast, including shrimp dumplings, fried buns, and a plate of two side dishes. The porridge was yam, white fungus, and millet porridge. It was cooked to a glutinous texture and smelled fragrant.
This kind of breakfast is really a bit crude for the master.
Moreover, it was already past breakfast time, and it was almost noon. Normally, the master would not eat during non-eating hours. This was also the reason why he hesitated to bring breakfast in before.
"Master, these were sent by Miss Ling before."
"She did it herself?"
"yes."
Guan Zhixing quietly looked at his master's expression, but what caught his eye was the slightly raised corners of his mouth...
The master seems to be in a very happy mood?
Ye Moyan picked up his chopsticks and started eating slowly. Soon all three plates of food were wiped out, even the bowl of porridge.
The previous master would not touch more than three chopsticks on each plate of food. Could it be that Miss Ling’s craftsmanship is so good?
After finishing the late breakfast, Guan Zhixing cleared the table.
"Where is she?" Ye Moyan asked.
"Probably went back."
"Um."
Guanzhixing went down.
Ling Xuewei had nothing to do, so she walked around Fenghuan Residence.
It was really big here, like a maze. The total number of rooms in the main building alone was no less than dozens. After passing through the corridors, her eyes suddenly opened up. She unexpectedly came to an indoor garden, where she saw a vast landscape.
fiery red.
Here, there are actually many manjushuahua plants.
For a moment, she had the illusion of going back to the past.
It was as if this place was still in the Imperial Palace, nothing had changed, they were still the same as before.
Ling Xuewei walked through the sea of flowers and looked around. She walked to a red manjushuahua plant and squatted down. The flower stamens were fragrant, just like the wings of a swallowtail butterfly, light, elegant, and dazzling.
She stretched out her hand and tapped the stamens, and a flash of fluorescence suddenly lit up. The dewdrops reflected the light under the light and shadow, which was extremely beautiful.
Ling Xuewei observed that the soil here is still very new. Could it be that it was just planted? It is difficult to grow manjushuahua, especially in this kind of weather. It is cold now. I am afraid that such a large-scale cultivation can only be done in such a greenhouse.
There is a sea of Manzhu, Shahua and flowers.
Suddenly, she found that there seemed to be a room in an inconspicuous corner. She walked over in confusion and opened the door. It was just an ordinary room.
Bookshelves, round tables, deck chairs...the decoration is very elegant. It is only about fifty or sixty square meters. Although it is not big, it is well-equipped inside.
It's very clean, it can be seen that it has been carefully tidied up, and there is a light fragrance wafting in the room.
Huh? What is that?
Ling Xuewei walked to the window and saw a large box on the table. The box had a beautiful appearance and was engraved with unknown patterns. She opened the box and found... a cushion inside?
She thought there would be some kind of treasure in such a box, maybe crystals, gold and silver, etc.?
After all, it looks like it's very well cared for, so why is it actually a mat?
Not only mats, but also two small ceramic bowls, wooden combs, and... rattles and stuffed toys?
What the hell is this?
She was a little puzzled.
"What are you doing here?"
The sudden sound startled her.
Ling Xuewei looked up and saw Guan Zhixing appearing at the door at some point. Her expression changed slightly when she saw the thing in her hand.
Guan Zhixing stepped forward quickly and said, "Put it down!"
"Uh, sorry, I didn't mean it...are these things?"
"Miss Ling, this is the master's garden, and these things are the master's favorite things. You'd better not touch them casually."
Favorite thing?
From Ye Moyan?
Ling Xuewei was a little surprised, "These don't look like his things."
Guan Zhixing carefully put away the things and closed the box again, "My master used to love his spiritual pet. These are the things that the spiritual pet used on daily basis. However, the spiritual pet got lost later and the master tried his best to find it but failed."
These are spiritual pets. Master usually doesn’t let anyone touch them, so Miss Ling had better leave them quickly.”
Beloved...spiritual pet?
"What is the spiritual pet you are talking about?" Ling Xuewei asked cautiously.
Guan Zhixing glanced at Ling Xuewei strangely, but still replied, "It's a half-grown kitten, all white, quirky, and very cute."
Ling Xuewei's expression became even weirder.
After leaving the garden, Ling Xuewei looked back at the location of the house.
It turns out that those things were used when she turned into a kitten. She didn't expect that Ye Moyan had kept them all this time and was so precious.
Thinking of this, Ling Xuewei felt secretly happy. It turned out that the kitten occupied a big place in Ye Moyan's heart.
Ye Moyan had been looking for her with such great fanfare before, but Ling Xuewei just ran away and didn't care about Ye Moyan's mood.
What would Mo Yan's expression be like if he knew one day that she was the little kitten he had been looking for for so long?
When she transformed into a kitten and approached Ye Moyan, she had no choice but to do so. If Ye Moyan knew about this, would he blame her?
The original joy was quickly diluted. Guan Zhixing glanced at Ling Xuewei strangely, feeling that something was wrong with her.
Ling Xuewei went to find A Yuan. He had not finished his morning class yet and was sweating profusely in the courtyard, his fair and pink face turning red from holding back, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
The martial arts master on the side stood with his hands behind his back, looking majestic and solemn. He exuded the aura of a strong man. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person.
"There's still a quarter of an hour left, young master, hold on."
At this time, a servant came over in a hurry, saluted them, and then whispered something in his ear.
"Young Master, continue, I will come back as soon as I go."
After saying that, he left.
After the person left, the little guy still stood seriously, with big beads of sweat falling from his forehead, but he didn't slack off at all.
On the stone table under the peach blossom tree, Ling Xuewei propped her chin up and stared at him boredly.
"He's gone, you can take a rest."
"Ayuan, you can't be lazy!" the little guy said in a milky voice with a serious face.
