"Is it the longan, lotus seed and eight-treasure porridge again? It's the same as yesterday and the day before yesterday...it seems that I like it. Miss Ye is really considerate to me."

Liu Ashan looked at the hot porridge and pickled mustard on the plate with curiosity, nodded and mumbled.

He was not picky about food, and he immediately started eating with a happy face.

Speaking of which, Liu Ashan had never had such a fine breakfast. Only a scholar like Ouyang Rong could afford to eat these. He was just a rough man, but now he was enjoying the glory.

After finishing the meal like a gulp, Liu Ashan looked a little guilty.

After half an hour, he quickly opened the door and placed the dinner plate on the table outside the door.

After doing this, Liu Ashan looked back at the empty room. He couldn't read, so he was naturally bored, so he went to bed and fell asleep.

Liu Ashan, who was trapped by the rocking hull of the boat, didn't know that not long after he put the dinner plate outside the door, a slender figure in a white dress appeared.

Ye Weilai lowered her head and looked at the porridge bowl that was completely eaten again. She took the plate and turned around to leave.

I don’t know if it was because of the shaking of the ship’s hull, but Ye Weilai’s body was also swaying, her steps staggered, and she stumbled away.

On the deck, the little maid who was bumped into by her looked timid and apologized first. Then the maid looked stunned, looked up curiously at the back of the silver-haired girl who did not look back, and muttered...

In a daze, Liu Ashan vaguely heard the "bang bang bang" knock on the door, accompanied by a commotion outside:

"It's not good, it's not good, sir! Mrs. Ye is missing. We looked around for three times but there was no sign of her!"

Liu Ashan suddenly woke up, jumped out of bed, rushed out halfway, turned around, put on his mask, grabbed his sword, and rushed out of the door.

"This is where?"

Liu Ashan frowned and pointed at the bustling dock where the official ship was docked for rest.

"It's Xunyang Ferry in Jiangzhou." The boatman whispered.

Liu Ashan stared at the busy pier and lamented:

"No, Miss Ye saw through me, got off the boat and ran away. Are you going back to find me?"

Ignoring the boatmen and maids who were stunned and confused after hearing this, Liu Ashan immediately set off to rush off the official ship and pursue the needle in the haystack.

But at this time, an old boatman approached with a slightly strange look and said:

"Master, we found someone."

Liu Ashan was stunned, asked more questions, turned around and rushed to the bottom cargo hold.

After entering, I took a closer look and saw a lonely, slender silver figure among a pile of luggage.

Ye Weilai leaned against a large wooden box, her delicate body curled up into a ball, and her loose silver hair hanging to the ground.

Liu Ashan glanced at the slightly familiar large wooden box, which seemed to contain the master's books, clothes and bedding.

"You..." He hesitated to speak,

"You are not Tan Lang." Ye Weila suddenly choked up and spoke.

She shed tears and shook her head vigorously at Liu Ashan, who was stuck in his movements:

"I hate longan and longan, and I don't like eating longan, lotus seed and eight-treasure porridge. You ate it for three days in a row and the bowl was clean, but there was no reaction."

Liu Ashan:......

He was speechless for a long time. He took off his mask and lowered his head in guilt: "Miss Ye, it's me..."

Ye Weilai was not surprised by this. She curled up and hugged her knees, burying her head, as if she had cried violently, her shoulders were still twitching, and her voice was hoarse:

"Brother Ah Shan, don't worry, I won't run away...I won't sneak back again."

Liu Ashan breathed a sigh of relief silently, looked at the silver-haired girl who was crying, and suddenly felt at a loss.

He turned around and borrowed a handkerchief from the maid and handed it over.

Ye Weilai didn't answer, turned a deaf ear and tightened her arms.

Only then did Liu Ashan realize that Miss Ye was holding a pile of books that the master had read and a Confucian shirt that the master had worn.

At this moment, I saw Ye Weilai looking down at the crumpled books and clothes in her arms, her face was haggard and miserable, and she whispered in a daze:

"He is leaving. I know that Tanlang is leaving. He can't deceive me... He is going to a place where he will never come back. Brother Ashan, Tanlang left so resolutely."

She laughed and cried.

Liu Ashan wondered: "Isn't the master busy with promotion and transfer? Why did he leave? Did Miss Ye misunderstand something?"

"No, the orchids on the window sill haven't attracted his interest even after being promoted to a higher position. You don't understand him..."

"But where is Master going?"

"I don't know where he is going, but I know that Tanlang is leaving. I can see that he is preparing to say goodbye to us forever. I thought he was sending me back to Nanlong, but I didn't expect that it was...

Brother Ashan is here..."

Ye Weilai murmured in a low voice, tilted her white-haired head slightly, and looked out the porthole, her little face was blank, and at a certain moment she suddenly asked:

"Brother Ashan, can you do me one last favor?"

"What...what are you busy with?" Liu Ashan looked troubled.

Ye Weilai wiped her face and eyes hard with the back of her hands, raised her head and showed a happy and carefree smile:

"Brother Ah Shan, don't worry. The slave family listened to Tan Lang and didn't run away. He went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. But brother Ah Shan, my heart hurts so much. It's strange. It hurts so much. Can you...can you go back to Longcheng now?"

Yeah, try your best to stop him, your words are more effective than mine, okay, Brother Ah Shan, please..."

Liu Ashan and the girl with a few strands of silver hair on her lips looked at each other silently.

I don't know how long it has been.

There was a soft sigh in the cargo hold. Liu Ashan lowered his head, first put away the bronze mask solemnly, and then nodded in a muffled voice:

"Okay. Miss Ye, just be obedient and return home. I will turn back right now. Relax, I may have misunderstood you."

"Did you misunderstand him..."

Ye Weilai looked out the window, tilted her head and smiled:

"The person you love most and regard as your life no longer wants you, but you can no longer disobey his orders. You must walk away honestly and obediently, watching helplessly as he embarks on a journey that may never come back.

"The most painful thing in the world is this. Brother Ashan, have you ever experienced this feeling?"

She poked her heart with her trembling index finger and asked with a smile.

Liu Ashan shook his head.

Ye Weilai hugged her knees and buried her face; Liu Ashan solemnly handed over his hand:

"Since Miss Ye is obedient and returns to her hometown, I'll leave first."

Ye Weilai didn't reply. She turned her face and stared at the waves outside the window, whispering as if she was dreaming:
Chapter completed!