"Aha~~" The bright sunshine shines through the thin mist into the palace room with swaying gauze, waking up someone who was sleeping soundly and yawning lazily. Luo Yan rested his arms on his head and looked around the room. Last night
It was the most peaceful sleep he had had in more than a year. But when he opened his eyes and looked at everything strange and familiar, it still felt a little unreal.
After getting down and putting on his robes, he opened the door and as expected saw a group of maids standing there. They were all young and beautiful, with charming smiles. The weakest one was Huang Yuan, who seemed to know that his master did not like glamour.
The girls who were dressed up yesterday all put on simple and well-fitting skirts. Each of them had light eyebrows and a light makeup, which was pleasing to the eye.
"Young master, have you slept well? Breakfast has been prepared. Do you think you should use it in the room or go to the Moon Pavilion?" The female officer Lanyi is tall, wearing a lake blue skirt and a Chaoyunjinxiang hairdo.
She has a bun, not much makeup, and a heroic spirit between her eyebrows. At first glance, she is a smart and capable woman.
"Hey, don't you need to go to the flower hall to have dinner with everyone?" Luo Yan was a little puzzled. The Shuiming Sect still seems to have some rules?
"Oh, it was needed originally, but today..." Lanyi smiled, looked up at the rising sun, and explained, "The sect master feels sorry for you and said that you just came back and you need more
Rest, just forget about these two days, but when you get better, you can’t do this again.”
"Oh, that's it." Luo Yan nodded. Lanyi saw that there was still eye mucus in the corners of his eyes. He held back a smile and ordered a petite maid with an apple face: "Cui Guo, hurry up and wait for the young master to wash up!" The girl with an apple face was only tall.
On Luo Yan's shoulders, his long, shiny black hair was combed into a cute double cherry bun. His big black and white eyes, which were very lively, turned around and looked curiously at Luo Yan Cuiguo, who had been running outside for a long time.
She has a dark complexion and a touch of pink on her cheeks, but she doesn't look rustic at all. Instead, it highlights her playfulness and agility.
Luo Yan turned around and saw her, and couldn't help but want to joke that someone had eaten a lot of delicacies last night and was inevitably tired. When he came back, he saw a small crystal bowl on the moire stone table in the bedroom, with some rosehip pulp in the bowl.
I thought it was the dessert prepared by the maids for myself, so I didn't think much about it, so I picked it up and ate it, but when I turned around I saw the stupid fruit... It turned out that it was the rouge made for me. Fortunately, I was the condiment.
The perfumer's fruit extracts have always been advocating for nature and have not put any toxic substances in them, otherwise someone would probably have to run to the toilet.
As she recalled, Cuiguo pursed her lips and slowly brought a silver basin filled with spring water, a crystal cup filled with rose water, some green salt and a toothbrush. The little girl endured
Smiling, he squatted down slightly, lowered his head and said, "Young Master, please freshen up."
By the time Luo Yan finished washing up, the maids had already set up an exquisite and light breakfast at the Moon-Mounting Pavilion, including polenta, hibiscus cake, crystal buns... There were quite a few varieties, but each one was only enough to taste.
Luo Yan wiped his face and ordered: "Cuiguo, don't put flower petals next time. I'm not a woman, so I'm not that particular."
"Yes!" The little girl responded crisply, and then jumped back, her childlike innocence clearly still intact.
From a distance, only the tip of the Pavilion is exposed. Only by walking along the winding gravel paths and wooden bridges for a while can you get a full view. This is really in line with the concept of changing scenery with each step in garden design.
Luo Yan lifted up his robe and sat down on the stone bench. He looked at Murong Ce, the chief steward of the Murong family, who was standing aside and said helplessly: "Grandpa Ce, can you always go back first? I can't eat as much as you are writing here."
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It is said that someone had a rough meal yesterday, and finally realized that Murong Ce behind him had been holding a notebook and writing down something. When he took it over and took a look, he realized that it was his diet and so many dishes that Luo Yan himself had not remembered.
He was very moved when he ate those, but he was also very awkward. It was boring to have someone record every meal he had.
"This..." Murong Ce struggled a little while holding the pen. Seeing this, Lanyi hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to him, and then he stepped back apologetically.
"What did you say to him?" Luo Yan pinched the silver chopsticks and was very curious, "Why does he listen to you so much?"
Lanyi smiled faintly, casually passed the topic, and just smiled while waiting for him to eat.
After the meal, Linlang quietly told Luo Yan: "Sister Lanyi has a photographic memory! With her here, I won't bother the old manager!"
...Doesn’t that mean that brother’s habits still have to be recorded?!
After dinner, Luo Yan lazily walked around in his garden, then asked about the whereabouts of Yu Lili and Mei Hechen, and took Xiao Binglian there.
He can't wait to see the power of Little Ice Lotus after it evolves.
Coincidentally, Mei Hechen and Yu Li have always had a close relationship, and they did not go back to his alchemy building at this moment. They were begging for a drink in Yu Li's Fu Palace. When Luo Yan arrived, the two of them had just had a drink and were a little tipsy.
, in a state of excitement, but still relatively clear.
"Hey, both grandpas are here! It's good now, I don't need to make another trip." Luo Yan took out the last jar of wine given to Yuwen from the ring, opened the seal, poured three large glasses, and
I sat down on the Tang-style cushions and chatted with the two old men.
These seven old men were all friends of Murong Tan when he was young. Their relationship was not ordinary deep, and their status in the sect was naturally not low. Among them, the eldest, Tie Qian, was the strongest and the most calm and indifferent. He had followed him more than 20 years ago.
Murong Tan went to the back mountain to retreat, but he did not come out once in several years. It is said that he was already a high-level martial emperor before he retreated. Now, even if he has not reached the level of a semi-saint, he should be a peak martial emperor. He is a member of the Shuiming Sect.
The top master below Murong Tan, Murong Bo is slightly inferior
The second brother Hangsi, whose courtesy name was Shenzhi, was hailed as a master of painting. He was very skilled in calligraphy and painting. It is said that his copies of "Luo Shen Fu Tu" and "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" were so fake that many people spent all their wealth to buy one of them.
Now that he has reached the intermediate level of Martial Emperor, he has chosen to be with the mountains and rivers. He has opened a cave alone in the back mountain and is enjoying himself.
The third child, Fan Zhu, whose courtesy name is Jiang Yao, is a master of the water system and a high-level martial emperor. He is proficient in the art of war and has dabbled in many local dialects. He has also played with formations for a period of time, and has achieved some success, but his most powerful skill is animal taming. It is said that he
When he was young, he went deep into the forbidden areas where spiritual beasts dominated. What was amazing was that the spiritual beasts that had always been repulsive and even hostile to humans were as docile as little sheep in front of him...
Woohoo, I went to a relative's house today and was stung by the smell of paint...