Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

"Sir, how many years have you been teaching here? It's hard to imagine that you are still young."

"The gentleman seems only a few years older than me."

"Mr.'s talent is truly admirable."

"Sir, are you married?"

"Where are you originally from, sir?"

"Sir, you..."

Yun Qingyan didn't expect that he would say so much.

At the beginning, I would respond with a few symbolic words.

But gradually his problems became more and more outrageous.

I didn't answer it myself.

Even so, he could still talk on his own.

"Mr. ∽"

This time Shi Chu did not continue speaking, but stretched out his voice.

"Will you think I'm noisy, sir?"

He stared at Yun Qingyan closely, not wanting to miss any change in his emotions.

Yun Qingyan still didn't want to answer.

Silence means everything.

Shen Si understood.

That's how he will be from now on. If I make him unhappy, I'll be happy.

He wanted to let them know that he couldn't control himself.

“It’s here.”

Shen Si looked at the small courtyard in front of him.

It's really much bigger than his one.

Yun Qingyan pushed open the small door that was half a person's height.

Turning around, "Come in."

Shen Si looked at the clusters of flowers and plants in the yard. It seemed that his gentleman was quite interesting.

There is also a small dense and vibrant bamboo forest in the yard.

The emerald green bamboo swayed gently in the breeze, making crisp and pleasant rustling sounds.

In an open space next to the bamboo forest, there is a table carved from stone.

There was an exquisite folding fan lying quietly on the table, probably something the gentleman had put down casually.

A breeze blew by, and the bamboo leaves fell one after another.

Some of them fell on the small stone table, with a bit of poetry.

The sunlight was exceptionally bright, shining through the gaps in the bamboo forest and falling on the ground like golden raindrops.

The sunlight and the bamboo forest complement each other, creating a unique charm.

"Please wait here for a moment, I'll go get the book." Yun Qingyan said lightly to Shen Si.

She doesn't really like people entering her private areas.

"Okay." Shen Si looked into Yun Qingyan's eyes with a bright smile.

Staring at Yun Qingyan's back, he had an intuition.

Something feels wrong.

It's for this person.

I really can't remember why.

It can only be said to be an intuition.

He began to look around the courtyard again.

Very clean, with a casual and unrestrained feel.

Yun Qingyan had already come out, and she handed him the book in her hand.

Shen Si took it. There were six books in total.

Quite heavy.

"Thank you, sir." Shen Si said politely.

"Ah."

He discovered that his teacher was indeed not talkative.

But he was never stingy when giving lectures.

"Please wait here for a moment. I'll go get the book." Yun Qingyan said gently as he looked at Shen Si who was not moving at all.

"Sir, where is the dining place?"

Shen Si really didn't want to leave, maybe this gentleman was really attractive.

It made him unconsciously want to get closer.

"Go straight west along this road and you will find the cafeteria."

Shen Si said this shamelessly, but he was not embarrassed at all.

Yun Qingyan wanted to refuse.

Shen Si saw what he meant and immediately continued, "Sir, I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the place. Can I stay here and have dinner?"

Yun Qingyan swallowed the words of rejection back when they came to his lips.

"Row."

"Well, you can just read these books here first, and I'll go prepare the meal."

"Okay, thank you sir for taking me in."

His brows also softened.

But when Yun Qingyan brought out the food, he felt a little regretful.

Two bowls of rice, a serving of vegetables, and the only meat dish was a serving of scrambled eggs.

But the eggs seemed to be scrambled.

Are you so poor, sir?

No wonder he is so thin.

He thought silently while looking at Yun Qingyan's waist.

Yun Qingyan also felt that the food was a bit simple.

She put the chopsticks in place.

"The food is simple, I hope you don't mind."

"No, no, it's a great favor for you to take me in."

"Okay, let's have a meal."

"gentlemen......"

"You can't eat without words."

This vegetable is so salty. How much salt did you put in it?

But seeing Yun Qingyan eating without changing his expression, it seemed as if he didn't notice.

Is there something wrong with your sense of taste or have you just gotten used to it?

But the way the gentleman eats is also very nice.

I hate myself for not learning well at the beginning. Now I don’t know how to praise people when I want to.

Basically...beautiful and delicious.

Yes, that's right.

He picked up another piece of egg that didn't look so mushy.

He wanted to vomit the next second.

Why can an egg be so mushy and fishy?

Yun Qingyan stood up.

After a while he came back and put a small dish of pickles on the table.

"If you're not used to those two dishes, you can eat this."

Yun Qingyan also knew that his cooking skills were indeed not that good.

And he doesn't know how to take care of chickens, ducks, fish, geese, etc.

Some people would go down the mountain to purchase these things, but they were all living things.

Fortunately, I don’t have a big appetite.

But just because you are used to it, others may not be used to it.

Shen Si looked at the pickles on the table. He would never touch them at home.

Here it feels somewhat precious.

It is true that no one is perfect.

He vowed never to eat it again.

But seeing that the gentleman looked as if nothing had happened.

Those dishes seemed to be just something to fill the stomach.

He actually felt that the gentleman was a little pitiful.

He ate a large bowl of half-cooked rice with just the pickles.

"Sir, let me wash it."

Yun Qingyan did not refuse, and she didn't want to move after dinner.

"Row."

Ah? ? ?

This time it was Shen Si's turn to remain silent. He didn't expect that the master wouldn't even try to refuse.

I agreed immediately.

It's really his true nature.

Yun Qingyan had already sat down on the recliner, and the mountain breeze was cool.

She held a book over her face.

Life here is indeed easy and comfortable.

She came here two years ago with a token of gratitude to repay a favor.

To repay my father’s kindness.

Dean Yang examined his own knowledge.

Just let myself teach here for three years.

Now there is only half a year left in the three-year period.

What will you do after you finish?

Probably to carry on my mother's last wish, to see the steeds of the desert and the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River...

Mother......

She is different from other women in this world.

This is what she has known since she was a child.

She is well-read, well-mannered, and even knows military tactics and strategies.

She forced herself to dress as a man since she was a child, and the only people who knew about it were her and a nanny beside her.

She taught herself knowledge and reasoned for herself.

She said that this dynasty was too harsh on women and she wanted to have more freedom within the limited area.

But slowly she seemed to begin to change.

When she found out, she called herself to her yard.

"Mother suddenly doesn't know whether it is right or wrong to train you since you were a child in this cannibalistic age."

"Play another game of chess with my mother."

"Now even your mother can't defeat you."

......

But she hanged herself on the beam the next day.

When she heard the news, she was actually not surprised.

My mother's words had already hinted at everything.