Anyway, he had already made up his mind, he was going to stick it out with her.
He just didn't believe it, he, a full-grown man, with her following him every day like this, could she really always see him as just her master and feel no romantic affection for him at all.
...
On the day Su Yixing and Huo Qingyi set out for the Imperial City, it happened to be the first day of November.
And on this day, An Yiqing was playing the zither in the back garden pavilion of the royal palace. As for Gong Le, she was on the side brewing tea while watching An Yiqing play the zither.
The sound of the zither was very melodious, and Gong Le praised, "Big Brother Qing, your zither playing is really beautiful."
"...Don't talk." An Yiqing felt that the atmosphere, which was originally quite good, was completely ruined by Gong Le.
"Oh, oh."
Once the tea was ready, Gong Le poured a cup for An Yiqing and placed it where he could easily reach it, then poured another cup for herself.
