Dressed as the villain master, the boss snapped off his vest

The next morning, when Ye Qingcheng woke up, the sun was already out outside. She didn't know when the rain stopped last night.

While helping Ye Qingcheng with her makeup, Xiao Cui said, "Miss Ye, my general has gone to the morning court. Before he left, he told Miss Ye to eat by herself."

After breakfast, Ye Qingcheng looked at the bright sun outside and decided not to go out today.

Ye Qingcheng took out a book of poetry from her storage ring and sat at the desk to read it, while Mo Yan was practicing calligraphy beside her.

Ye Qingcheng started to feel sleepy after browsing for a while, probably because she ate too much.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Mo Yan's handwriting, which was vigorous and powerful. She sighed inwardly that Mo Yan, a seven-year-old child, could write so beautifully. He was truly a genius.

However, they were all traditional Chinese characters with many strokes, which gave Ye Qingcheng, who was used to simplified Chinese characters, a headache, because Ye Qingcheng found that she did not recognize some of the traditional Chinese characters.

Ye Qingcheng was thankful and said in her heart: Fortunately, I am wearing a Xiuxian text, which can transmit sound over thousands of miles. Otherwise, relying on letters to communicate would be a disaster.

However, in my current state, without any spiritual power, I can’t even use the sound transmission talisman, so it is inevitable that I will need to use letters occasionally.

Ye Qingcheng said: "Yan'er, I will teach you another kind of writing."

Mo Yan said respectfully: "Okay, Master."

Ye Qingcheng picked up the brush and wrote the simplified characters one by one according to the large characters that Mo Yan practiced.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the huge difference between the two fonts in front of him, and a look of embarrassment surged on his old face.

There is no stroke in Ye Qingcheng's handwriting, it can be said that it is just words.

Then Ye Qingcheng asked Mo Yan to continue practicing while she went to bed to sleep.

Ye Qingcheng had a dream in which she was tortured by the male protagonist as a human pig.

Ye Qingcheng woke up from the nightmare with a scream and sweat all over her forehead.

In the dream, Ye Qingcheng couldn’t see the hero’s face clearly, probably because she had never seen him before.

When Mo Yan heard the noise, he hurried to Ye Qingcheng, held Ye Qingcheng's hand and said, "Master, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Then he wiped the cold sweat from Ye Qingcheng's forehead with his hand.

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath and said, "Master is fine, I just had a nightmare."

Mo Yan asked with concern: "What did Master dream about?"

Ye Qingcheng said: "Master dreamed that his hands and feet were chopped off and he turned into a human pig."

Mo Yan instantly trembled and cried out, "No, Master. I will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you. Wuwuwu."

Ye Qingcheng looked at Mo Yan, who was crying and trembling while hugging her, and gently patted his head and said, "Silly boy, dreams are the opposite. Will Master be fine?"

Seeing Mo Yan still crying sadly, I regretted in my heart: I shouldn't have told him earlier. Look how scared the child is. I have to comfort him myself after he cried.

Ye Qingcheng finally managed to coax him. Seeing Mo Yan's reaction, she knew that she must be a very important person in Mo Yan's heart. It was worth it that she had raised him with all her hard work. Hahahaha, when Ye Qingcheng thought of this, she no longer had the fear she had just woken up. She felt relieved like an old mother.

Mo Yan looked at the smile on Ye Qingcheng's face, then he threw himself into Ye Qingcheng's arms again, hugged Ye Qingcheng's neck tightly, acted coquettishly, and called her "Master" in a sweet voice.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng sighed inwardly that children's thoughts were really straightforward.

No wonder people say good children are the best medicine to heal their parents.

Xiao Cui knocked on the door and said, "Miss Ye, the general has left the court. I would like to invite Miss Ye to have dinner with him."

Ye Qingcheng replied: "Okay, please wait."

Ye Qingcheng sorted out her clothes and took Mo Yan and Xiao Cui to the front hall.

When Baili Chenyuan saw Ye Qingcheng, he quickly stood up and invited Ye Qingcheng to sit down.

Just as he was about to eat, he heard a servant come to report: "General, Master Jiang is here."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Please ask him to come in."

Then Jiang Xunzhou came in dressed in white and said hello, "Brother Chenyuan, I'm here."

Jiang Xunzhou's eyes lit up when he saw Ye Qingcheng and he scratched his head and said, "Hello, Miss Ye!"

Ye Qingcheng smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

Baili Chenyuan said: "Xunzhou, sit down and have dinner together."

Jiang Xunzhou said: "Okay, Brother Chenyuan."

Jiang Xunzhou then sat down next to Mo Yan, and Mo Yan said, "Hello, Brother Xunzhou!"

Jiang Xunzhou touched Mo Yan's head and then picked up a big chicken leg and said, "Come on, brother Mo Yan, eat the chicken leg."

Mo Yan said obediently: "Thank you, Brother Xunzhou."

During the meal, Jiang Xunzhou said to Baili Chenyuan: "Brother Chenyuan, I heard from my brother that Nangong Changchang came to harass you again yesterday and was chased out."

Jiang Xunzhou's brother is the Minister of Justice, and he and Baili Chenyuan were good brothers who had been through life and death together on the battlefield.

Baili Chenyuan said, "Well, she came to see me when she heard that I was injured."

Ye Qingcheng smelled the scent of melon, looked at Jiang Xunzhou curiously, and then glanced at Baili Chenyuan.

Ye Qingcheng thought to himself: He is indeed the God of War. His injuries have recovered very quickly and he can even go to court today.

Then Ye Qingcheng secretly circulated his spiritual power, but there was still no response.

Damn! It hasn’t recovered yet.

Jiang Xunzhou added: "I also heard from my brother that the emperor granted you and Nangong Changchang a marriage this morning, but you rejected it on the grounds that you already have a lover."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Yeah."

Jiang Xunzhou asked curiously, "Brother Chenyuan, which girl is your sweetheart? Isn't this just an excuse to reject the emperor's marriage proposal?"

Ye Qingcheng also stared at Baili Chenyuan with curiosity, her gossipy heart burning in her heart: What a big melon, a big melon.

Baili Chenyuan looked at Ye Qingcheng deeply, with an inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes.

Then he said to Jiang Xunzhou: "Why are you asking these questions like a kid? Come and eat."

After hearing the answer, Jiang Xunzhou couldn't sit still anymore and asked excitedly: "Brother Chenyuan, who is it? Which girl is it? Tell me quickly, hahahaha, I'm finally going to have a sister-in-law."

Ye Qingcheng also looked at Baili Chenyuan with excitement.

Mo Yan beside him was also looking at Baili Chenyuan curiously, waiting for his answer.

Baili Chenyuan was about to speak when he heard a commotion outside the door. A female voice came: "All of you get out of my way. If it weren't for Brother Chenyuan, I would drag you all down and chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs."

Baili Chenyuan frowned when he heard what was said outside.

Then a young lady in gorgeous palace clothes came in and said, "Brother Chen Yuan, why don't you accept the marriage granted by our father? You know that I have been attracted to you all these years and I will not marry anyone but you. You said that you have a lover. Is it true or false?"

Listening to this series of questions, Baili Chenyuan frowned and said unhappily: "Please be careful with your words, Princess."

At this time, the Fifth Princess discovered Ye Qingcheng's existence, and then pointed her sword at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Is it you, a vixen, who seduced Brother Chen Yuan?"

"Ding", the Fifth Princess's sword was knocked to the ground by Baili Chenyuan with a quilt. The Fifth Princess screamed "Ah, it hurts" and then used her left hand to gently rub the base of her right hand where she had originally held the hilt of the sword.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the person in front of her and knew that this was the Fifth Princess Nangong Changchang who had sped past in a carriage on the street yesterday. She was indeed domineering and overbearing.