My game even includes ancient times

"..."

Seeing Lou Jinyue's highly suggestive expression and words, He Yu silently rolled her eyes.

Ha ha.

However, Wei Buyu is a very vengeful person. Even after a year, he still wants to kill Chu He.

But then again, Chu He stabbed her several times. If it were He Yu herself, she would probably hold a grudge forever...

Seeing that the group of masked men in black had divided into groups and were about to set off to assassinate Xia Yuan and the others, He Yu thought for a moment, then opened the door and went out of the courtyard.

Then, take out the letter paper from the warehouse, click to type, and quickly write a short letter.

With a thought, Ah Leng, who was dozing on the wall, suddenly woke up, opened her beady eyes, looked around, and quickly spread her wings and flew to He Yu's shoulder.

He Yu folded the letter, touched the feathers on A Leng's chest with his fingers, and pulled up a small black leather bag.

She put the letter in the bag, tied the bag tightly, and patted A Leng's head.

Aleng tilted her head, blinked her red eyes, and quickly took off, disappearing into the night's wind and snow in the blink of an eye.

He Yu opened the wooden door and stepped inside again.

……

As the cold night deepened, Zhong Heshan, who had been missing for a long time, finally reappeared at the banquet.

Aside from changing his clothes and looking a little pale, he was no different from when he left. He was still smiling and chatting with everyone, but he didn't touch anything that would enter his mouth.

In the seats deep in the hall, Bai Yushen and He Shi exchanged a glance, both seeing the schadenfreude in each other's eyes.

"Junior brother, he really did change his clothes. It seems Second Senior Brother was right; he really was..."

Bai Yushen stared straight ahead, leaned slightly to the side, and whispered something in He Shi's ear.

He Shi coughed lightly and lowered his head to hide the corners of his mouth that he couldn't suppress from turning up.

“Junior brothers, he’s coming this way.”

Chu He's barely audible voice rang out. Bai Yushen and He Shi looked up and saw Zhong Heshan walking towards them with a smile on his face.

Before even reaching the table, he spoke loudly, "My dear nephews, how is the meal? Please forgive me if there's anything lacking in hospitality! Hahaha..."

The three of them stood up and bowed to Zhong Heshan.

Bai Yushen smiled and said, "Thanks to Sect Leader Zhong, the three of us brothers had a very enjoyable meal."

Seeing that his attitude was completely different from before, Zhong Heshan couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he didn't pay much attention to it and just laughed and said, "That's good, that's good, hahahaha."

He gently patted his palm, gesturing for the maid who had been following him with her head bowed to come forward.

The graceful young maid stepped forward and slightly raised her head.

"This girl is called Hongling. She has been working in Yongning City. She is gentle, considerate, and charming. I am most at ease having her serve my nephews as they drink and make merry."

The young maid, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, bowed gracefully to He Shi and his two companions, saying, "This servant, Hongling, greets you gentlemen."

The sound was crisp and pleasant to hear.

Chu He and Bai Yushen exchanged a glance, remaining silent in tacit agreement.

He Shi frowned in confusion.

It's just a meal, why do I need to be waited on?

What can she do?

Should I pour some wine and serve some food?

Zhong Heshan was about to say something more when his expression suddenly changed, and he clenched his teeth without making a sound.

He smiled and said, "My three nephews, please don't stand on ceremony. Just tell Hongling what you want. I have some urgent business to attend to, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he left quickly.

Seeing that the three people at the table were not saying a word and were just drinking tea and eating snacks by themselves, Hongling had no choice but to take the initiative to go forward and sit next to He Shi, who seemed to be the easiest to talk to.

"Young master, may I sit beside you..."

Before her bottom even touched the cushion, Bai Yushen, who was sitting on the other side of He Shi, reached out and blocked it.

The young man's clear, sharp eyes made Hong Ling's hair stand on end.

She half-squatted beside the table, unsure whether to stand or sit, stiffly maintaining this awkward posture, her legs soon becoming sore and numb.

He Shi looked at Bai Yushen, then at Hong Ling, and said to her, "Are you going to sit here too?"

Hongling looked at him, but dared not speak.

He Shi looked around, casually pulled a cushion from behind him, placed it on the other side of the table, and patted it.

"You can sit here. Don't squeeze in with me. This cushion is too small; it can't fit two people."

The other three people at the table were all stunned by his series of actions.

Bai Yushen slowly withdrew his hand, giving He Shi a strange look.

"Oh, okay... thank you, young master..."

Hongling realized what was happening, murmured her thanks, and sat down on the cushion, facing He Shi and Bai Yushen, separated by a table of moderate size.

He Shi pushed the untouched dishes and snacks on the table toward her: "Eat."

"..."

Hongling was a little taken aback. She mustered her courage and looked up at the young master sitting opposite her.

The other person was clearly younger than him, wearing an exquisitely embroidered dark blue outer garment with a creamy white collar that stood up against his still-smooth throat, making the boy's back appear even straighter and his neck longer.

His face was as beautiful as jade, his lips as red as cinnabar, and his light-colored eyes were fixed on me, his gaze clear and peaceful.

For no apparent reason, Hongling suddenly felt a heavy thud in her chest.

She hurriedly lowered her eyelashes, grabbed a pastry from the plate (she didn't know what it was), and took a bite.

Seeing her devour the snacks, He Shi nodded inwardly.

The maid named Hongling insisted on squeezing to sit at the table. Sure enough, she was hungry, and she wolfed down her food.

The memory of being so hungry that he wanted to eat dirt and stones, though only a little over a year had passed, felt like a long time ago, slowly fading from He Shi's recollections.

Instead, there was a bright yellow cornbread, a bowl of hot egg drop soup, and that mysterious yet gentle figure.

Bai Yushen gently poked He Shi's waist.

He Shi blinked, pulling himself out of his reverie, and turned to look at his third senior brother.

Bai Yushen looked at him, a slow smile spreading across her lips, and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

He Shi, not understanding why, smiled along with him.

Seeing that the maid was just sitting obediently at the table eating without making any extra movements, Chu He withdrew his gaze and continued to idly observe the various people in the hall.

As he watched, he prepared to pick up his cup and take a sip of water.

The outstretched fingertips touched a texture different from that of the porcelain cup.

Chu He was startled and lowered his head.

A familiar piece of white paper was folded in half and quietly placed under my cup.