Ink Blade

s silently accompanying him.

Revisiting this old place, Chu Yan could recall the scene when the young Mo Ren drew his sword and danced under the tree as soon as he closed his eyes.
His black clothes and the black sword rolled up pear blossoms like a broken jade, beautiful and graceful.

Withdrawing his sword and turning around, the boy quietly served him tea.
His slender fingers caressed the purple clay teapot, which was pleasing to the eye.

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………Now, thinking about it, it was ridiculous.
The secret guards in the Dark Hall were the most powerful weapon for killing people.
Yet, in order to make the little master happy, he went to learn the flashy sword dance and the tea making skills of serving people.

“Brother Chu?” Bai Hua blinked, with a kind of innocence and curiosity in his tone, “What are you thinking?”

Chu Yan smiled.
His voice was naturally low and melodious, easy to get people intoxicated, “Thinking of…..this Master’s beauty.”

But he thought in his heart: When Ah Ren is better, I’ll bring him here again, he will be happy, right? Will he laugh? It’s been a long time since I saw Ah Ren smiling happily…

Bai Hua hesitated shyly, he blushed, tugged at Chu Yan's sleeve and shook it.
The Palace Master of the Jiuzhong Palace held his temper patiently, and held the white, soft, boneless hand, however there was only a cold loathing in his heart.

Just like that, before walking very far, a stone table and two stone chairs appeared in front of the three of them, which used to be only exclusive to the Young Palace Master and his first guard.

–It was in the past. 

At this time, Chu Yan was not that close to Mo Ren and a little dust had already accumulated here.
With a wave of Chu Yan's sleeves, the wind gathered due to his internal force swept away the accumulated dust, and he and Bai Hua took their seats one after the other, while Qiu Quan stood aside.

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Bai Hua glanced at the young palace master beside him.

Chu Yan didn't look at him, but was looking at the pear blossoms on the tree.

“……” 

Bai Hua gradually became a little apprehensive, he had already planned this day.
He would wait for Chu Yan to take the initiative to say something nice as usual, and then afterwards, he would pretend to express his feelings in an uncontrolled manner.
Anyway, what kind of vows were not always a matter of course?

However, he didn't expect Chu Yan's attitude today to be lukewarm, which made him feel that he had nowhere to exert his strength.

“Brother Chu, why….don't you seem happy?” The beautiful young man frowned slightly, and gently took Chu Yan's hand, “If you have something on your mind, you can talk to Hua’er.
Although Hua’er may not be able to help, things that depressed the heart, you can talk about them freely…….”

Chu Yan waved his hand and said, “It's nothing, it's just that I occasionally remembered the old things.
But you—didn't you say that you have a surprise to give to this Master today, hmm?”

As for the surprise, Chu Yan knew about it a long time ago, but since he had to do a lot of acting, he pretended to be interested.

Sure enough, a look of joy finally appeared on Bai Hua's face, he stretched his hands upwards to hold a few flowers that had fallen in the wind, and held them in front of Chu Yan like offering treasures.
“Brother Chu, although the pear blossoms are beautiful, wouldn't it be tedious just to admire the flowers? Although Bai Hua is clumsy, he has learned the art of tea from his ancestors since he was a child.
If Brother Chu doesn't dislike it, Hua’er will use this pear flower to make tea.
The pear fragrance will melt into the water and will never be separated….will it be okay?”

Speaking of the latter, it was already an undisguised plea, Bai Hua lowered his head shyly, but he could also see a rosy cloud floating on that jade-like cheek, reddening up to the neck.