Liu Sheng stared at her for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "That's right, if you like someone, then you like them. If you can explain why, then it's not pure love."

"Then I wish you all the best." Then he stood up and left.

Ye Qingwan:? ?

What? Didn’t you want me to sit with you?

You're just leaving like this without taking me?

"Sir?" Ye Qingwan took two steps and caught up.

He stopped and didn't look back at her: "Miss Ye, is there anything else?"

"I..." Ye Qingwan was about to say something, but couldn't utter a word: "Sir, are you angry?"

Liu Sheng smiled calmly: "Why should I be angry?"

They were both smiling, but for some reason, Ye Qingwan felt that he was so cold and without any warmth.

She reached out her hand to pull him, but his eyes fixed on her hand. She shrank back in fear and could only shake her head silently.

"Sir, I'll treat you to some Fanlou's soft-fried bread." Ye Qingwan tried to please him, "My father just gave me some money today."

"No, I don't like sweets."

"So what do you like to eat? I'll treat you."

"No need, Miss Ye, please go by yourself. I still have official business to attend to. Bye." After Liu Sheng said this, he left without looking back.

Ye Qingwan stood there, a little unsure. How come he suddenly became like a different person?

Did I say something wrong and made him angry?

What did I say?

She returned home depressed and asked her father: "Dad, what do you think my husband likes to eat?"

The Prime Minister was reading a memorial and was stunned by her sudden question: "Liu Sheng?"

"Yeah." Ye Qingwan nodded: "I think I said something wrong today and made the gentleman angry."

The Prime Minister saw her sitting beside his desk with her chin in her hands, looking sad.

A five-year-old child with a sad face, who found it funny no matter how he looked at it: "If you want to apologize and treat him to a meal, I'm afraid that won't work. Liu Sheng is now an official tutor, a rare talent among men, and he doesn't like eating, drinking, whoring or gambling."

"Dad, what's so good about him?"

The Prime Minister smiled and took out an exquisite box from the back of the study. He opened it and found an inkstone. "This is a clay inkstone. It has been lost and cannot be bought on the market. It was found by chance when my father was on the Western Expedition. You can give it to him."

When Ye Qingwan heard this, her eyes lit up.

My dad is my dad, and his gift giving is always better than others.

"Dad, if I give it to you, won't it be gone?"

"Dad has no use for me." When he was young, he was a young man dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse. He didn't like to play with literature. Now he is the prime minister because of the situation.

Ye Qingwan held it in her arms with a smile: "Dad, I'll take it."

"Take it." Xiangguo patted her head lovingly: "Wan'er, remember, you don't have to be polite with your father."

"Daddy is the best." Ye Qingwan jumped on him and hugged him and acted coquettishly.

The Prime Minister smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line.

On the second day of class, Ye Qingwan deliberately put the box into her bag, preparing to give it to the teacher after class.

As soon as the teacher arrived, everyone consciously handed in the copied articles for homework, and Ye Qingwan also hurried to get them from her bag.

But after searching for a long time, I realized that I had forgotten to bring it.

I was so busy carrying the box that I forgot to do my homework.

I could only bite the bullet, walk up to him, and weakly say, "Sir, I forgot to bring it."

Liu Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at her, and she immediately said, "But I really copied it, I just forgot to bring it, I..."

"Got it." Liu Sheng interrupted her coldly.

Ye Qingwan was stunned for a moment. It was over. She was still angry and adding fuel to the fire. This situation would not be good.

"I'll make up a copy after class." Although she was not interested in copying articles, she didn't want to make him angry.

Liu Sheng didn't even raise his head: "No need, just bring it over tomorrow."

Ye Qingwan should be very happy when he said that, but for some reason, she felt upset.

She returned to her seat dejectedly, and approached the Seventh Princess and asked, "Seventh Princess, do you feel that the gentleman has become a different person these days?"

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"What's changed?" The Seventh Princess looked at her.

Ye Qingwan couldn't explain it either: "Even though he had a smile on his face and was a very gentle person, he gave people a sense of alienation and coldness, with an aura that said "keep away from strangers" all over his body."

The Seventh Princess looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Isn't he always like this?"

"Has it always been like this?" Ye Qingwan was confused, but why did I feel that he was very kind before?

"Yes, if you don't believe me, ask my tenth brother." The Seventh Princess pointed at the Tenth Master next to her.

The Tenth Master also nodded: "Yes, Master Liu has always been like this, with a good temper, gentle personality, and patience, but he doesn't like others to get close to him."

Ye Qingwan:? ?

Could it be that the Taifu I know is not the same person as the Taifu they know? Are there two Taifu in this world?

Or did my brain get squeezed when I traveled through time and space, causing hallucinations?

She couldn't figure out what went wrong.

After class, Liu Sheng packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Ye Qingwan stuffed her things in a hurry and chased after him: "Mr.

Liu Sheng stopped and said, "Miss Ye, what's the matter?"

Ye Qingwan quickly took out the inkstone: "This is for you. My father said this is a clay inkstone, which is very rare."

Liu Sheng glanced at the inkstone in her hand and did not take it: "It is very rare, but I have many at home. Miss Ye should keep this one for yourself."

Ye Qingwan opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Liu Sheng took a step forward, then stopped and turned back to say, "By the way, Miss Ye, I am not Miss Ye's master. In the future, just like everyone else, you can call me your tutor."

After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for her to speak.

Ye Qingwan glanced at his back, then looked at the inkstone in her hand that she had not given away, like a defeated rooster.

Maybe she was really hallucinating. Liu Sheng is just that kind of person.

He appears gentle on the surface, but is actually very cold at heart.

After half a month of sleeping in the open air, Nangong Fusang and Zhan Feng finally arrived in southern Xinjiang.

At first glance, the place was full of holes. Many people didn't even have houses. They just lived in simple sheds built in the open air.

Eating tree bark and drinking dirty water is heartbreaking to watch.

When Nangong Fusang entered the military camp, the first thing he did was to organize the army, rebuild houses for the people, and organize fishermen to go fishing to feed them first.

Only then did they begin to rebuild the border defense line, recruiting veterans who had fought against the enemy and gaining a basic understanding of the enemy's basic tactics.

They never engage in direct combat, but always fight in a roundabout way, mainly through harassment, making it difficult for people to defend themselves and keep them running for their lives.

If they continue to fight like this, they will be exhausted sooner or later.

So he made a very bold decision, organized his troops, and took the initiative to attack.

"Your Highness, we are not good at fighting at sea."

Zhan Feng advised him that if he failed to handle this properly, they would all die at sea.

"This king only has his own opinions."

"Your Highness, please let your subordinates go, and you stay on the shore to lead the troops."

King Xiang glanced at him and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go together."

"Please help me find something first." As he said that, he whispered a few words in his ear.

Zhan Feng was stunned for a moment, then immediately bowed and retreated.