"No, Cha Bao has a very good temper."
"Now that the children are gone, what are you going to do next?" Fu Yunchen asked Mu Run.
Mu Run yawned. "I'm going to take a nap; I'm feeling a bit tired. You handle the memorials. Oh, and remember to imitate my handwriting; you're currently in Xiangcheng on orders, not in the palace."
"Mm." Fu Yunchen nodded.
Mu Run entered the bedchamber.
After she left, Fu Yunchen took off his outermost palace maid's robe, revealing a white, fitted outfit underneath, with the cuffs and trouser legs rolled up.
As he gradually regained his tall and imposing stature, the parts of his outfit that had been rolled up loosened, eventually becoming perfectly fitted.
Fu Yunchen also took off his hair bun, and his waist-length hair, with a slight curl, was draped over his back, making him look lazy yet extremely elegant.
As Mu Run slept, she dreamed that she had returned to the modern world... She was wearing casual sportswear, with a small tea basket for picking tea around her waist, happily picking tea while humming a little tune.
Suddenly, her long-deceased grandfather appeared in the tea garden, a kind smile on his aged face, and asked Mu Run, "Girl, are you happy?"
Mu Run nodded, then shook his head, and sighed, "Grandpa, I've lost my sense of taste and can't appreciate tea anymore."
"It's okay, child. Life is more than just tea; there are many, many meaningful things. But whatever you encounter, face it with equanimity. Be happy when you gain something, and be at peace when you lose something."
"Yes, Grandpa. Although I have lost my sense of taste, I have found a job other than tea tasting and have also met many people outside the tea industry."
---Aside---
See you tomorrow~
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