In the pavilion, the air was cold.

The three dishes made by Zhao Shansheng all condensed some white frost in this cold breath.

Ye Bei looked at the scenery outside the pavilion with a leisurely gaze.

He lived too long......

He has long been detached from the world, and there are not many people in this world who can affect his mood.

Zhao Shansheng is indeed a talent.

It's a pity...... No matter how talented a person is, he will gradually disappear into the long river of time.

It's just that they disappear in different ways.

Someone is tragic.

There are also tragic people.

There are even more people with hatred and unwillingness!

And Zhao Shansheng was betrayed...... betrayed his own master, and betrayed the promise he had kept.

At this moment, Zhao Shansheng knelt on the ground, his body was blank!

His last request gambled on the lives of the entire Zhao family's juniors, and after being rejected for another chance, he looked at Ye Bei's indifferent back, and couldn't help but be a little sluggish!

Dressed in a white gown.

A small kiosk full of classical style!

Falling snow......

There is also an incomparably familiar appearance in the depths of memory, which seems to have formed a moving painting in Zhao Shansheng's sight.

Zhao Shansheng looked at it blankly!

Slowly old tears are crossing......

He regretted it!

I really regret it......

One thought of life, one thought of death, one thought of extinguishing!

All this is not worth it to him at all......

However, if he is given another choice, he Zhao Shansheng may be ...... Will still do it!

"Master, once I was just a beggar on the bad street, even survival was a problem, it was you who gave me everything, taught me a lot of knowledge, it was the old slave who was too greedy, so many years, I have never repaid your great kindness well! Even when he was about to enter the ground, he did such a foolish thing! Zhao Shansheng's voice was vicissitudes, he stood up from the stone chair, and when he said these words, he slowly knelt behind Ye Bei, his hands on the ground, his forehead against the cold ground, at this moment, he was extremely sincere and respectful.

In front of Ye Bei before, he always called himself 'me', and now he has unconsciously become an 'old slave'.

Hearing these words, even Wang An, who was sitting next to him, was a little touched.

Life and death are not scary!

The most painful thing is feelings......

Although what Zhao Shansheng did this time was indeed very hateful, even if he died a thousand times, ten thousand times would not be a pity.

However, at this last moment, Wang An still played the young man who had worked hard, laughed together, and had ideals and great ambitions...... Decades have passed in a flash, but the memories have never faded.

Liu Zhiyun, Jin Rufan didn't speak, and he didn't dare to sit down without permission! When they looked at Zhao Shansheng's current appearance, they looked away, their eyes were slightly red, and they were happy and sympathetic in their hearts, but more embarrassed......

Zhao Shansheng knelt on the ground, his eyes were glazed, his voice was hoarse, and he was weak, and he continued: "The old slave doesn't ask the master to forgive!" At this point today, I can only blame the old slave for taking the blame, but when the old man left, he told the old slave about it, and the old slave never forgot it......" When he spoke, Zhao Shansheng trembled his hands and twisted vigorously on the head of the golden cane.

Chirping......

There was a slight sound.

The dragon's head moved.

Wang An, Liu Zhiyun, and Jin Rufan looked over with some curiosity.

Ye Bei still turned his back to Zhao Shansheng and did not look back.

And after Zhao Shansheng turned on the dragon's head, he slowly pulled out a rolled piece of drawing paper from the hollow cane!

"Master, over the years, the old slave has carried this painting with him every day, and originally thought that there would never be any clues...... However, just a month ago, there was news that the person in the painting had appeared! It's just that she's in some trouble, and my people haven't had time to rescue her. When Zhao Shansheng said this, he dragged the scroll with both hands and handed it slightly forward.

Zizi ......

The snow shows no signs of stopping.

In the inner courtyard, the cherry blossom tree poles in full bloom are a little fragile, and under the cover of those snowflakes, they sizzle.

When he saw a large snowdrift, falling from the tree pole and falling on the flat snow surface, Ye Bei slowly turned around, his eyes were leisurely, and he still looked like his clothes did not eat the fireworks of the world.

He didn't speak, but stretched out his white left palm.

The moment he stretched out his hand, the scroll of paper painting held by Zhao Shansheng seemed to have some kind of magical appearance, and it fell off directly from his hand, and then flew towards Ye Bei's palm out of thin air!

Call!

Seeing this, Zhao Shansheng took a deep breath in his mouth.

Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan saw this, their eyes widened slightly, and their hearts were pounding.

It's been 80 years......

In the past, Ye Bei also showed extraordinary abilities in front of them.

But that memory is too far away...... The fear of Ye Bei may still be there, but they have forgotten a lot! And now, they only feel that the memory is becoming clearer......

Fortunately!

Thankfully, the response was fast enough today!

Otherwise, the end will be the same as Zhao Shansheng.

As for Wang An, when he saw this scene, he was unmoved, not long ago, Ye Bei was in the concept of immortality, a thought of flowers blooming, and a thought of flowers falling...... That kind of scene is called shocking, and it is called moving!

"Shansheng! It's not in vain that I once accepted you! If only you remember. Taking the painting, Ye Bei nodded lightly and said to Zhao Shansheng, as if he came here today just to take away the painting.

"Sir! ……”

Zhao Shansheng's voice was pale.

"Get up!" Ye Bei's voice was indifferent: "Heat up this cold dish, it just so happens that Zhiyun and Rufan are also here today, you can also move an extra chair and let the two of them add a few more dishes...... So as not to waste this wine! ”

"Yes!"

Zhao Shansheng's body shook slightly!

He understood very well that Ye Bei asked him to make hot dishes, and asked Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan to make new dishes, and after this meal, the favor of the master and servant was completely broken.

Can...... He doesn't have any qualifications to ask for it again!

"Yes! Master! ”

Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun glanced at each other...... They always felt a little uneasy, but after looking at each other, they still answered in unison.

……

Soon, the three of them, one of them carrying a plate of cold dishes, braved the heavy snow, and slowly walked towards the kitchen.

When their backs disappear from sight!

Ye Bei turned around and sat on the stone chair.

didn't wait for the curious Wang An next to him to speak...... Ye Bei had already gently spread the scroll on the stone table!

"...... this?"

The screen is all unfolded.

After Wang An saw what was painted inside, his pupils shrank and his body trembled slightly.

And Ye Bei looked at the scene in the painting, his eyes were gloomy and his face was flat, but his deep pupils carried a touch of indescribable vicissitudes of time, he spoke slowly, but his voice did not have the slightest wave: "In this life, that similar flower really appeared again!" ”