Chapter 47
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As soon as Zhao Ping'an returned to the Yun Ding Tian Gong, he heard a voice. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
He looked forward, Ye Yaoqing was sitting on the sofa. Unlike before, she wasn't wearing a silk nightgown or something light, but a tracksuit and a ponytail.
She looks like a beautiful and youthful college student walking on campus. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?
He is completely different from before!
"Just in time, the food is already cooked. It'll get cold if we don't eat it soon." Ye Yaoqing stood up and smiled slightly.
Zhao Ping'an was a little hesitant to recognize her. Was she still Ye Yao? Logically speaking, she should have invited him for dumplings.
"Come here quickly, what are you doing standing there? Don't tell me you think my cooking isn't good?" Ye Yaoqing saw that he wasn't moving and urged him.
When she spoke, her face flushed and her eyes held a hint of uncertainty, as if afraid he wouldn't eat.
Here it is!
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Zhao Ping'an sat down and looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table. She sniffed it with her nose but didn't detect any medicine smell. Her surprise grew; how could she have changed so much?
My heart still feels a little empty.
"Ye Yaoqing slipped a piece of braised pork to him, "Try this, it's my specialty dish. How is it?" Let me know if you have anything else you'd like translated!
He looked on with eager anticipation.
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Zhao Ping'an swallowed and nodded, "Delicious. The fat melts in your mouth, the lean meat is tender just right, and the flavor goes deep into the meat. It must have been stewed for at least two hours."
"You spent the whole afternoon cooking?" He paused, his expression full of surprise.
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She said, her expression turning rather unpleasant. She quickly changed the subject and asked, “Can you cook too?”
Zhao Ping'an smiled and said, "Yes, before I turned eighteen, the old man oppressed me all day long. Not only did I have to cook and do housework, but I also had to wash his clothes and brew wine for him. In short, I did all the chores."
He seethed with hatred, recalling that period. The old man had clearly been exploiting him.
"Old man, Master?"
??? Ye Yaoqing blinked her eyes and recalled Zhao Ping'an mentioning his master before. She curiously asked, "What about after eighteen?"
Zhao Ping'an smiled and said, “He can’t beat me, so I have him do laundry and cook for me. If he doesn’t listen, I’ll torment him until he does.”
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"Hee hee hee."
"Yao Qing was amused and became even more curious: "You guys must have a really great relationship. Can you tell me, what have you learned from him?"
She put down her chopsticks decisively, as if she were a primary school student listening attentively in class.
"Everything, from medicine and martial arts to feng shui, the Eight Trigrams, esoteric formations, and face reading and numerology..."
"Have you ever seen a face reading? Can you tell fortunes by someone's appearance?" Ye Yaoqing's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. "Then can you take a look at me? What does my future hold?"
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She laid her arms on the table, eagerly awaiting her fortune telling.
Zhao Ping'an looked carefully, and when he saw her smiling face, he suddenly froze, as if he was seeing her for the first time. Before this, he had been paying attention to other parts.
Her skin was as smooth and white as a cooked egg white. Her eyes were clear and bright, like a lake. Her nose bridge was high and delicate, her lips thin but just right, and her face was oval-shaped like a goose egg.
She, without powdering her face, resembled a pure lotus flower emerging from water.
Ye Yaoqing also noticed Zhao Ping'an's strange gaze. Her cheeks were as red as the evening sky, and her eyes were evasive, avoiding his gaze, yet she stubbornly maintained a straight face.
She didn't know why, but her heart beat fast when Zhao Ping An looked at her.
A voice as light as silk asked, "Can you see... see anything?"
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However, according to the teachings of "Seven Apertures Seven Palaces," Ye Yaoqing's seven apertures are exactly located in the Killing Palace! |
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