Doesn't that mean that he and I are a couple?
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Zhuoxu tied the jade pendant on her waist, lingered for a moment, and then let go.
Shen Zhiyi looked at him softly.
"I was thinking...how can I repay His Highness for being so kind to me?"
Yan Zhuoxu's eyes dimmed for a moment.
“If you can’t think of it, just remember the favor and repay it later.”
*
Temple, dining hall.
Shen Qingyan avoided everyone and sneaked into the inner hall.
She easily found a separate portion among the vegetarian meals.
She knew that it was prepared for Shen Zhiyi.
Because she was a woman, it was inconvenient for her to eat with the other monks, so a small portion of her vegetarian meal was prepared and sent to the meditation room.
She and Ye Jinghong had just arrived on the 28th and had not had time to take care of theirs.
Shen Qingyan looked left and right, added something to the ingredients that Shen Zhiyi usually ate, and quickly closed the lid.
Her heart beat faster and she left quietly through the back door of the inner dining hall.
Lian Xing was guarding outside the door.
After seeing his master leaving not far away, he pretended to have just arrived at the dining hall.
He stopped a passing young monk and said, "Little Master, my young lady asked me to ask if the vegetarian meal for the second young lady is ready?"
The young monk was surprised and said, "It should have been late. Why didn't Sister Chenbi, who was beside the Second Young Lady, come to ask?"
Lian Xing smiled and said, "Young Master, there's something you don't know."
"My second daughter has been weak since she was young, but she has a proud temper. When she eats at home, the mistress and the young lady have to pay extra attention to her and prepare meals for her."
"My young lady is worried that she might waste time and harm her health."
"So I was sent here to ask."
The young monk smiled and said, "I never thought that Miss Shen is such a kind person and cares so much about my younger sister."
He scratched his head. "However, the Second Miss has been with us for many days, and her temperament is not as arrogant as my sister said."
"He's taking care of us!"
Lian Xing smiles on the outside but not on the inside.
The young monk turned and walked towards the inner dining hall. "Well, let me go and take a look for you. If it's broken, I'll send it to the second young lady right away."
Lian Xing bowed, "Excuse me, little master."
When she saw the little monk enter the yard and disappear, she secretly hid aside.
Seeing him coming out with a plate of vegetarian food and walking towards Shen Zhiyi's meditation room, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The young monk walked halfway.
He ran into Ye Jinghong who had just come out of the meditation room.
"Is this going to be sent to the Second Miss's room?" Ye Jinghong stopped him.
He and Shen Qingyan's meditation room was arranged at the other end of the temple, not in this direction.
The little monk nodded.
"Let me do it." He was worried that he couldn't find an opportunity to get closer to Shen Zhiyi.
She didn't respond to him just now, but now that she was delivering the food, he could ask her in person.
The young monk naturally agreed.
"Then thank you for your help."
Ye Qinghong took the vegetarian meal and went back to Shen Zhiyi's courtyard.
This time, she opened the door.
"Second Miss!" The smile on Ye Jinghong's face did not last for a moment, and then he saw Yan Zhuoxu sitting inside, twirling Buddhist beads and looking straight at him.
He had a deep and powerful aura, and for some reason, the look in his eyes was chilling.
Ye Jinghong hesitated and said, "Master Kongchen is here too?"
He held the plate and nodded.
"Meet the Master."
Although this prince has avoided this place and does not recognize his ordinary identity, he still has to observe the proper etiquette.
Yan Zhuoxu's gaze slowly dropped to the food plate in his hand.
He stood up, walked to Shen Zhiyi, squinted his eyes, and said to Ye Jinghong, “You’ve made a wasted trip.”
"She dined with me that night."
After saying that, he grabbed Shen Zhiyi's wrist as if no one was around, and pulled her to his side.
Walk towards his meditation room.
“Master…” Shen Zhiyi stumbled to catch up with him, “Isn’t this inappropriate?”
Not suitable?
Yan Zhuoxu stopped, took her wrist, lifted her up, pressed her down, and whispered, "Then it would be appropriate for you to have dinner with him?"
His tone was cold and heavy, "If you don't leave, I'll carry you over."
Shen Zhiyi: …
Her face flushed as she leaned against him.
Two figures, one big and one small, disappeared in the meditation room.
Yan Zhuoxu turned around and closed the door. Before closing the door, he raised his eyelids, looked at Ye Jinghong who was still standing there, and pulled his lips coldly.
Slam the door shut.
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