"All right, Your Highness, Goddess! I'm home, no need to see me off!"
"This 'salted fish' is going back to sleep!"
Having just returned to the sect aboard Gu Shihan's divine vessel, Qing Mo, under the slightly astonished gazes of Gu Shihan and Yun Zhiyi, plunged headfirst into his little courtyard with his maid—and tightly shut the gates behind him!
The moment he entered the courtyard, Qing Mo flopped straight into the rocking chair in the yard. After letting out a long breath, a satisfied expression immediately spread across his face!
Sure enough, being a salted fish suited him best!
"Young Master, we just came in like that?"
"The princess and the goddess are both still outside!"
"Should we invite them in to sit for a while first?"
Looking at Qing Mo sprawled there like a salted fish, Xiao Yayun, standing obediently to one side, wore an utterly incredulous expression!
Good heavens!
Did this count as slighting both the princess and the goddess?
Especially Princess Gu Shihan. She had kindly sent them back to the sect, yet Qing Mo had just returned "home" and promptly shut her out!
That really did seem a little too much!
Hearing Xiao Yayun's words, Qing Mo, sitting without the slightest bit of decorum, immediately shot her an annoyed glare!
At most, he and Gu Shihan and Yun Zhiyi were bound by mutual interests!
They provided resources and hired him to write poems and lyrics. He accepted their things and completed the task perfectly!
What else did they want from him?
"What do you know? With that princess and goddess staring at me all the time, how am I supposed to relax?"
"If they hadn't been willing to fork out resources to invite me to that literary gathering this time, I'm telling you, I wouldn't