"Master?"
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the bamboo door of the tea room, the sound respectful. It was Ye Qingchen.
The Third Elder was startled and shivered abruptly, and the tea room became a scene of tumultuous waves, mesmerizing and dizzying.
"Master, are you still drinking?"
Ye Qingchen's greeting came again.
The beautiful woman blushed deeply, quickly adjusting her embroidered peony undergarments to cover the rare spring scenery.
"What's the matter?!"
The Third Elder restrained her anger, trying to sound calm. But even as she tightly pulled her collar, she couldn't suppress the violent surge in her chest.
Having such an absurd incident with a junior after drinking, and with the man she disliked the most, made it hard for her to calm down quickly, though she desperately didn't want others to find out.
"Well, it's nothing much..."
Nothing much and you come to disturb me?!
