As if drawn by an invisible force, Ye Xiang stood up involuntarily and walked briskly towards the old locust tree.
When they got close to the locust tree, she lifted her skirt and gracefully sat on the swing, then let her body sway back and forth freely with the momentum.
Seeing this, the little white fox Tianyao nimbly leaped and landed steadily on Ye Ying's legs. Then, it found a comfortable spot and lay down quietly.
The man and the fox, swaying and bobbing on the swing, contentedly enjoyed this precious moment of leisure.
Just then, the door of the wooden house creaked slightly and slowly opened.
An elderly man with a full head of white hair, a kind and gentle face, appeared at the door, leaning on a wooden cane and walking with a limp.
He suddenly caught sight of Ye Ying and the little white fox, and his face immediately showed utter astonishment, his mouth agape, almost wide enough to fit an egg:
"My goodness, I never expected such distinguished guests to grace my humble abode with their presence! I was completely absorbed in refining elixirs inside and didn't even notice your arrival. How incredibly disrespectful!"
After saying these words, he bowed slightly to express his deep apology.
Upon seeing this, Ye Ying quickly jumped off the swing and rushed to the old man. She bowed deeply and apologized earnestly.
"Uncle, I'm so... so sorry!"
"We are extremely sorry! We trespassed here without your permission, which was very rude and impolite. We hope you will forgive us this time."
The old man smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and slowly waved his right hand, speaking in a kind and gentle tone:
"It's alright, it's alright... It's nothing, there's no need to take it to heart or hold a grudge over it. My humble abode rarely receives visitors, so I'm truly delighted that you two have graced me with your presence today."
After saying this, the old man's face was full of warm smiles. He gestured for Ye Ying and the well-behaved and cute little white fox to come into the house together.
When the little white fox Tianyao stepped into the room with light steps, like a butterfly dancing, closely following its young master Ye Ying, Ye Ying immediately felt a unique and mysterious aura rushing towards her.
Although the room is simply furnished and lacks excessive luxury, every corner exudes a unique charm.
Ye Ying's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the exquisite and lifelike herbal illustrations hanging on the wall.
The herbs depicted in these illustrations are so lifelike that they seem to step right out of the paintings.
The artist's delicate brushstrokes vividly depict the shape and characteristics of each herb, leaving viewers in awe.
Then, Ye Ying's gaze turned to the bookshelf next to her. The bookshelf was densely packed with all kinds of thick books, piled up like a mountain, all of which were classics about herbal knowledge.
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