In the Ming Mansion, Ming Shiyin sat in the room.

He was in his room, flipping through a book. Not a book, exactly, but a couple of sheets. The yellowish, scattered paper was clenched tightly in his hand. The pages of the Dead Sea Papers that disappeared were in Ming Shiyin's hands.

"What's the secret here," Ming Shiyin frowned. After so many years, he couldn't figure it out. Why, what is recorded on these papers is a very ordinary trick, what is the mystery?

"If only my brother were here." Ming Shiyin couldn't help but sigh. He raised his eyes and looked out the window for a long time, the autumn leaves in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the red maple leaves were falling all over the garden. In the distance, there are duckweeds floating on the turquoise water.

This is Lu Mansion, where Lu Qingli grew up when he was a child. After all, he didn't wait for his senior brother to take him to Chang'an and came to Lu Mansion to have a look. Now Ming Shiyin has transformed this place into a Ming Mansion and swept away the dust. The yard was obviously clean, but it still made him feel extremely dull.

Ming Shiyin silently pinched the paper in his hand tightly, and only understood the final mystery after breaking the cloud hall. Only then could he secretly steal the power and fulfill his long-cherished wish before the Demon Lord knew everything.

Outside the porch, the sound of soft footsteps walking.

Yi Xing lowered his head and carefully held the tea tray and walked towards Ming Shiyin's room. When passing by the window, Yi Xing glanced into the room and found that Ming Shi was hidden in a trance. Master is always so beautiful, and his handsome face is incomparable to anyone in the world. In particular, the unique temperament of the master is even more intoxicating. But why is a perfect person like Master always unkind?

"Master, here comes tea." Yi Xing gently pushed the door open. He raised his eyes and glanced at Ming Shiyin, and when he saw that Ming Shiyin was collecting something, he immediately lowered his head in interest in order to avoid suspicion.

"Come in." After Ming Shiyin saw Yi Xing, he suddenly remembered why he hadn't seen Di Renjie today. Where did Di Renjie go again?

"Master, the tea is still hot, not hot, drink it now, it's just right." Yi Xing's face was full of smiles, and the young man's eyes were full of clarity.

"Hmm." Ming Shiyin nodded, stretched out his hand to pick up the white tea cup, opened the lid of the cup, and the fragrant heat came to his nose. He took a small sip, and the slightly hot tea drank into his throat and into his stomach, which was very gentle and comfortable. Ming Shiyin's mood seemed to be much better because of this, and a shallow smile appeared in his eyes.

And this shallow smile fell in Yi Xing's eyes, and Yi Xing immediately felt very satisfied, feeling that the master liked to drink his tea, which was a recognition of him. Yi Xing couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth, feeling a little happy.

"Yi Xing, do you like Chang'an?" Ming Shiyin suddenly asked softly. At this time, he was so gentle, and when he killed decisively, he was like two people. No, it should be said that two completely different people.

"Uh... Does Master like it? Master likes it, and I like it! Yi Xing blinked and smiled, he was a little overwhelmed, the master rarely talked to him like this, such closeness made Yi Xing feel a little unreal.

"What if... I don't like it? The corners of Ming Shiyin's mouth hooked a hint of a smile. Yi Xing is a descendant of the British Duke, and according to Yi Xing's age, he should have been born in Chang'an. Chang'an is Yixing's hometown? Who doesn't miss their homeland? Probably before the death of the British duke, he wanted to return to his homeland of Chang'an, right?

"Since Master doesn't like it, I don't like it either!" Yi Xing said without thinking. The sincerity on his face revealed his thorough support for Ming Shiyin.

"Really? Chang'an is very prosperous. Ming Shiyin smiled slightly, took a sip of tea.

"If the master is not in Chang'an, it will be boring for the apprentice to be in the bustling! Following Master, even if you eat fruits in the deep mountains and forests, Yi Xing thinks it's good! Yi Xing swore that these words were a sign of loyalty, and he would definitely be loyal to Ming Shiyin and would not betray him.

Ming Shiyin smiled when he heard this. His seductive countenance is even more flamboyant and seductive.

"I'm very expensive, I can't eat wild fruits in the mountains, and I can't stand the suffering~ So, you don't have to worry about going to the mountains." Ming Shiyin's slender fingers lifted up and gently stroked a strand of silver hair on his sideburns, elegant and charming.

"Then has Master ever thought about where he will go after this mission?" Yi Xing was very happy to see his master, and immediately asked. He also wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about Master's thoughts, so that he could do something in the future to make Master happy.

"yes... Where to go? Ming Shiyin's white and slender fingers suddenly raised and knocked on the edge of the wooden table. Where else could he go? His country was gone, and even if he had rebuilt, it would be nothing more than a shell. He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in a miserable place.

That's right! Fragrant Hills. Maybe he will return to Xiangshan. That's where he met his brother, Master. It is also the place where he practiced for many years, learning astronomy, divination, and the art of mechanism. When Ming Shiyin thought of Xiangshan, the expression on his face became much more relaxed.

He likes every grass, tree, water and thing in Xiangshan, where it is clean and not stained with blood. He likes to be so calm and beautiful.

"Perhaps, I will return to the place where I was apprenticed." Ming Shiyin replied softly. He took another sip of hot tea, only to feel the fragrance of the tea, and his heart was happy.

"Master's place of apprenticeship! Is Yi Xing going to see his ancestor! Yi Xing's eyes lit up with excitement and shouted. He couldn't stop surging and excited in his heart. After all these years, he finally heard Master mention the past! Does this mean that Master has trust in him? The smile on Yi Xing's face was very bright.

When Ming Shiyin heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and the pleasant look on his face instantly dissipated. His master is dead, and his senior brother is gone, so he is the only one left, so what is he doing when he goes back to Xiangshan?! Ming Shiyin's heart was bleak and lonely.

"There, you can only see me." Ming Shiyin's tone suddenly became cold, and his mood became worse. On his white face, his gaze became cold, and his long silver hair hung down on the side of his face, making him a little colder.

Yi Xing saw that Ming Shiyin's expression was wrong, he clenched his fists silently, did he say the wrong thing and make the master unhappy? Yi Xing hesitated for a few seconds before he dared to open his mouth to speak quietly.

"Master, did you say something wrong?" Yi Xing accompanied him carefully, standing at the table, not daring to move.

"Nothing." Ming Shiyin said this lightly.

But Ming Shiyin's words were like pouring a large basin of cold water on Yi Xing from head to toe, drenching his heart cold.