Cui Anze, long accustomed to his younger sister's willfulness, did not get angry. He calmly smoothed the wrinkles in his clothes and said evenly, "It's precisely because I'm your brother that I'm trying to talk sense into you."
"An He, it's time you grew up. You can't keep living in a fantasy and lying to yourself. Yun Huai clearly has no romantic feelings for you, and the goodwill from our parents' generation will run out someday. I hope you can understand that sooner rather than later."
He spoke calmly, but the only response he received was another piece of porcelain that Cui Anhe hurled at his feet.
Cui Anze pressed his lips together. Rather than continue, he turned to a servant nearby. "Clean up the shards. Don't let the young lady hurt herself. Once she's finished venting, take her back to her room to rest."
"Yes, young master."
Ye Xinglan's estimate of the work involved in making pigments had been correct. An entire afternoon passed, and they had indeed accomplished very little. They had not even had time to pick out many of the raw materials for use.
It was dinnertime now, so everyone set aside what they were doing and began preparing the evening meal.
Lu Xiaoxiao brought the large pile of mushrooms Ji Yunhuai had picked over to Su Miaohan. "We've been on the island for so many days, but we haven't made mushroom soup yet! Shall we try it today?"
Lu Xiaoxiao actually liked mushrooms quite a bit. Besides, after eating so much grilled meat lately, she found these mushrooms all the more appetizing.
Su Miaohan examined the mushrooms in front of her, doubt showing on her face. "Are we sure these mushrooms are safe?"
Hearing this, Ye Xinglan came over for a look and gave