Chapter Sixteen: The First Young Master (Part 1)

  The weather is like this, obviously a sunny day, why does it feel cold and windy?

  Now before my eyes is a harmonious scene, with people chatting and laughing. It's just as the saying goes: "Talk and laugh with scholars, come and go without ordinary people." Ice and fire! Chinese damn it, I only have one sentence for 151+ reading network, the update speed is leading other stations by n times, and there are fewer ads. Cough, Qilin moistened her lips, quietly raised her eyes, and everyone didn't notice her, which was good. So Qilin quietly moved her numb and sore feet again. Such a scene, apart from being in a humble abode, Qilin had only seen it in her dreams. Even in her dreams, when she was with those so-called successful people, it was just for signing contracts. But like today, scholars and elegant ladies, handsome men and beautiful women together drinking tea, sitting in a natural garden that no longer exists in modern times, should be quite pleasant.

  Of course, if there wasn't this inexplicable oppressive atmosphere.

  Actually, here's what happened: after Peony and Elm Young Master finished their duet, Willow Creek came over and said that the tea and refreshments were ready, inviting everyone to come over. It was clear that there was nothing going on with Qi Lin, but just as she was about to slip away, Elm Young Master handed her the flute he was holding, saying "thank you". And so she was tied down by this flute.

  The Fenghuang country is very prosperous, it's simply a paradise on earth. Qilin was well aware of this, and she even felt that life in the 21st century couldn't compare to half of what she had here. Although the days without internet and electricity had troubled her, as the saying goes, nature has the power to purify one's heart, and this was true. At least, Qilin felt that her own tedious persistence had decreased.

  These, actually thinking about it, are all very good.

  However, there is a very serious problem, that is, this dynasty is just like the Qin and Han dynasties, without stools, everyone is kneeling on the tatami mat. In the past, when she was in the backyard, Qilin would sit casually, but now it's different, with all the big shots in front of her, as a maid, she should be standing, but that Elm Young Master said "no need to be formal", so she sat down and helped pour tea.

  One minute is fine, but they've been sitting for almost an hour now, and her feet are no longer hers. However, Qilin still pretended to be okay.

  Fortunately, everyone is now discussing the rhythm problem, although Qilin doesn't understand a single word, she can still secretly slack off and move her feet without being detected.

  However, when the two phoenixes leave their nest, there must be war. From the beginning to now, Peony has taken all the credit. Although Bubao also chimed in, Qilin knew that Bubao had already run out of tricks.

  It has gradually evolved into a conversation between Peony, Elm Wood Boy and Mu Qingfeng.

  "Yu Mu Gongzi is indeed talented, and I am willing to concede defeat." Mu Qingfeng replaced wine with tea, raised a cup in respect towards Yu Mu, put down the teacup, picked up his fan and gently fanned himself, then turned to Mudan: "I've heard that Bu Yao's artistic skills are exceptional, but unexpectedly, today Mudan has broadened my horizons. What an honor, what an honor."

  With a blush, Peony smiled and said, "Peony's talent is not even half of Stepmother Yao's, today I made a fool of myself, it was still Stepmother Yao who yielded."

  "Peony sister was already the flower girl of Drunken Flower Building before Buxia arrived, and she naturally has talent. Buxia is only able to shine today thanks to everyone's care, but in the end, it's still Peony sister's care that matters." Buxia said as she picked up her tea cup and respectfully toasted Peony with a cup of tea water. She covered her face with her wide sleeve, tilted her head back and drank the tea in one gulp. Finally, she wiped the corner of her mouth and glanced at Yu Mu.

  "Mei Mei Bao Yu spoke too heavily, we are all sisters and should take care of each other." Peony also didn't mince words, finishing her tea.

  It was Bu Yao's words that made her regain everyone's attention, and Peony didn't know that Bu Yao's words were actually praising her, but they secretly revealed the strength of her own abilities. Qi Lin couldn't help but glance at Bu Yao, this woman had a deep mind, and looking at Peony again, she still had a hypocritical look of humility, completely unaware of the meaning behind Bu Yao's words.