"Absolutely utterly foolish!"
After uttering those words, Sheng Linyuan stormed out, leaving Sheng Yu standing there, bewildered.
So, who was the master cursing just now?
Should he be scolded? But why does he always feel that his master's words are an insult to him?
Sheng Yu bent down to collect the broken bowls and cups, then tucked the blanket around Si Jin. Still feeling uneasy, he left a note behind.
【Young Master, you've fallen ill and fainted. This is the Sheng residence. Please let us know if you need anything.】
Mu Sijin is a very respectable military general. Our master has always wanted to recruit him, so we should treat him well.
… …
Sheng Linyuan returned to his room and, in an attempt to distract himself, picked up the stack of memorials piled up on his desk and began to read them.
For some reason, after reading through them all, he only picked out the memorials concerning the Duke of Liang.
All memorials impeaching Si Jin were rejected, while those praising him were sent to the Emperor.
But... why is there a memorial impeaching Mu Sijin for visiting brothels?
Could it be that Mu Sijin not only harbors feelings for that "A Yuan," but also yearns for courtesans?
They go there on the first and fifteenth of every month; that must be a deep attachment!
After staring at the folded document for over ten times, Sheng Linyuan finally lost his temper and threw it away.
A moment later, he picked it up again and threw it into the charcoal fire.
Seeing the paper burn out, his mood brightened a bit, and he went out to Si Jin's room.
The boy had already woken up, wearing only an undergarment, and was sitting at the table eating.
When she lowered her head, her collarbone, bearing a few scars, was inadvertently revealed, evoking a strange pang of heartache and a strong urge to…
Push him down and kiss him.
Sheng Linyuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he stepped into the room, his expression conveying emotion: "Young Master, you're awake. Was the food to your liking?"
"Yes, thank you."
So polite? Sheng Linyuan sat down next to him and said sarcastically, "Then do you think the food at my Sheng residence is better, or the food that A-Yuan makes is better?"
“Ah… Yuan?” Si Jin lowered her eyes and blinked twice, puzzled. “Then the food at the Sheng family mansion is still the best. After all… I’ve never seen you cook.”
Sheng Linyuan was stunned, not understanding what Si Jin was talking about.
He was just asking A-Yuan what she meant by "never seen him cook"?
He had indeed heard that the Duke of Liang was seriously injured some time ago; could it be that he had mistaken him for…
Thinking of this, a hint of amusement flashed in Sheng Linyuan's eyes. He tentatively changed to a more intimate way of addressing her: "Jinjin?"
Si Jin raised her head, and Sheng Linyuan continued to ask, "You still remember... me?"
“I…” Si Jin hesitated for a moment, then explained, “After I came back last time, I forgot a lot of things, but I will try my best to remember them.”
"You really don't even remember me, Jinjin?"
Sheng Linyuan was very insistent on calling him that, as if having this exclusive title meant that the person in front of him belonged to him.
He didn't know why he suddenly felt such a strong possessiveness towards Mu Sijin today, but letting someone who came to him on their own initiative go was not his style.
A-Yuan (×), A-Yuan ()
No matter which Yuan he is, even if it were the Heavenly King himself, the only one Mu Sijin can call today is him!
Sheng Linyuan propped his head up with one hand, looking at the person in front of him with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness: "You used to protect me all the time and call me A-Yuan. Today when I fed you medicine, you called me several times."
"It's okay if you forget. I'll be there for you, and you'll remember slowly."
Xiao Yao took a deep breath of cool air.
Little Tianjun... you're really playing some fancy tricks!
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