After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

In Canglan Palace, Lou Jingyu smelled a unique fragrance before he even entered the door.

It came from the soup.

The recipe for this stew is the medicinal recipe that Duan Chunhui had given me before. It has a fresh and fragrant taste mixed with a hint of medicinal aroma, so it is unique.

Lou Jingyu gave the order yesterday and the kitchen prepared it and sent it over today.

Lou Jingyu and Ying Shiyi washed their hands and sat at the dining table to eat.

Both of them woke up early in the morning and had a simple breakfast, so they were a little hungry now.

Ying Shiyi drank the soup that was specially cooked for him. His lips were soaked with the juice, but his mind was wandering.

He knew the relationship between the old leader's wife and Linggu Mountain, so it was not surprising that Miss Qiao came to see the master now.

Maybe he knows her.

There are countless people in this world who want to get close to the master.

Although the martial arts world is vast, the financial resources and strength of the Chiyang Sect are too outstanding. Coupled with Lou Jingyu's unparalleled martial arts, countless people flock to it.

Ordinary people all came forward in droves in order to get some advice or a chance to cooperate.

This is a common occurrence.

But today, when he went to the study and met Qiao Shuhe, he clearly saw the longing for her master in her eyes.

Although she concealed it very well, he also had the same feelings, so how could he not see it?

So Miss Qiao is the master’s childhood sweetheart?

Now that he has come to the Chiyang Sect, he is probably taking the opportunity to develop some relationship with his master.

In this case, the master has already reached adulthood, and men from ordinary families would have already married and had children at this age.

But the master is alone...

Ying Shiyi drank the soup mechanically, his mind in a mess, and he picked up the dishes and took two bites at random.

Seeing that he was only eating the water spinach in front of him, Lou Jingyu picked up two shrimp balls from the garlic shrimp ball vermicelli pot and gave them to him.

"Why are you only eating greens, huh?"

Lou Jingyu noticed that he was in a bad mood, but seeing that he didn't want to talk much, he didn't ask any further questions and handed him a few more slices of braised beef.

Instead, I made up an excuse for him: "Is it because of the stuffy weather that Eleven has a poor appetite?"

Ying Shiyi didn't want his master to know his messy thoughts, so he nodded randomly at Lou Jingyu's words.

Lou Jingyu sighed slightly, touched his head, and coaxed him to eat more before giving up.

My stomach is not in good condition, so I have to eat well.

After dinner, Lou Jingyu wanted to take people to the lakeside for a walk and eat, but when he looked outside the palace, he saw that it was dark and gloomy, a sign that it was going to rain.

Thick dark clouds gathered on the sky, covering the clear sky in the early morning, and it seemed that they would turn into a rain curtain and fall in an instant.

The air is filled with humid water vapor, hot and sticky. It's going to rain heavily.

Lou Jingyu gave up the idea.

He asked Mingyue to take out some chilled grapes from the ice jar. He and Ying Shiyi ate a few, then carried the person to bed.

This weather is also quite suitable for sleeping.

"I'm tired from practicing swordplay this morning. I'll take a nap during the eleventh hour. There's nothing important to do this afternoon anyway."

Lou Jingyu patted the man's back and coaxed him gently.

Ying Shiyi made a “hmm” sound, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

However, her fingers quietly touched the corner of Lou Jingyu's clothes under the quilt, as if she felt more at ease this way.

He was afraid of disturbing Lou Jingyu's rest, so he pretended to be asleep for a long time. All kinds of thoughts were fighting in his mind, and he lay there for half an hour before he fell asleep.

Having done a lot of work in the morning, Lou Jingyu inevitably felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and took a short nap.

Fortunately, he has always been full of energy and recovered after just closing his eyes for a while.

His hand was still patting Ying Shiyi's back gently. He looked at him quietly for a long time before he lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

Only then did he see Eleven's fingertips pinching a small piece of his clothes.

Seeing such cautious movements, Lou Jingyu felt sad, and couldn't help but recall that in his previous life, Ying Shiyi also touched the corner of his robe so carefully before he died.

Lou Jingyu couldn't help but feel depressed.

So his Eleven is feeling uneasy again now?

She kissed Ying Shiyi on the cheek, held his hand and put it under the quilt, then looked at him for a long time before she pulled aside the bed curtain and got out of bed.

The two windows of the inner room were originally wide open for ventilation, but the wind picked up now, blowing the window screens into the air, making a whistling sound.

Lou Jingyu walked barefoot on the mahogany floor, his footsteps making almost no sound.

He walked to the window and looked out.

The lush green mountains outside seemed to be in the mist, but even though it hadn't rained yet, the mist was already enough to confuse people's vision and hearing.

The rain is coming.

The sky was gray, not like a bright day, but more like dusk.

Lou Jingyu was afraid that the wind would disturb Eleven's sleep, so he raised his hand and closed the window to block out the gloomy clouds and rain outside.

Candles were lit in the room, and it was still warm and peaceful.

He went to the outer room to put on his shoes and socks, and called Mingyue to ask her questions.

"Where did you go in the morning?"

Although his Eleven still smiled at him and responded to his every word, her worries were obvious.

Eleven may not know that in front of his master, his eyes cannot hide what is in his heart.

Lou Jingyu was afraid that Eleven had suffered something wronged during this morning without his knowledge.

But after thinking about it carefully among everyone in the Chiyang Sect, Lou Jingyu still couldn't think of who was so fearless of death.

As early as after his rebirth, he had warned everyone in the sect from top to bottom. From the masters of the two pavilions and three halls like Uncle Jiang to the ordinary servants, they should all know that Eleven is the apple of his eye.

Who dares to disrespect Eleven?

Tan Qing was one of them, and now even his bones have been taken away and eaten by jackals.

Mingyue saw Lou Jingyu's expression of surprise and said quickly, "My Lord went to look for you in the morning, but because you were busy in the study, he returned to Canglan Palace."

"After I came back, I watched you eat breakfast as you ordered. Then you went to practice swordplay. After you came back and took a bath, I went to look for you. Then you and I came back to have lunch together."

Mingyue conscientiously reported Yingshiyi's schedule for the morning and concluded, "I didn't see the adults communicating with anyone else."

Lou Jingyu rubbed his forehead and waved his hand to let her go.

Didn’t you see anyone else?

Then why is Eleven unhappy?

Lou Jingyu has always been able to manage the affairs of the sect in an orderly manner. He can clearly see the situation in both the martial arts world and the world, and can be said to be extremely intelligent.

But sometimes, when facing Ying Shiyi, I don’t know what to do.

I cherish this person too much, and I feel helpless and flustered whenever he shows any sadness.

What's more, strictly speaking, he has no experience in love just like Ying Shiyi.

This is the first time I care about someone like this.

I thought about it for a long time on the couch, but couldn't figure it out clearly. However, I heard some rustling sounds in the inner room.

It’s Ying Shiyi who woke up.

Lou Jingyu pushed aside the beaded curtain, walked over, sat beside the bed, tucked the person's messy hair behind her ears, and kissed her loved one's eyes.