But the fidget didn't last long.

Since we came to the conclusion that the master did not hate him, and the fact is that the master would not make things difficult for no reason, it seems meaningless to consider whether this relationship of hierarchy is really formally rigorously.

No one knows better the weight of the master in his heart than Qin Shang.

Even though he had been with him for more than 20 years, even if he had an intimate relationship, even if he was lucky enough to be buried with his master when he finally passed away, Qin Shang never put himself on an equal position with his master.

Highness is the line that has never been crossed in his heart.

But the reason why this line exists is because the master's position as supreme as God in his heart has never changed, because his faith has never faded. Even if he occasionally becomes arrogant with favor, he is only arrogant with favor on the surface.

In the heart, faith is always an existence that cannot be blasphemed.

After thinking through some things, his mood became more and more calm and composed. Qin Shang did not deliberately do anything to attract the attention of his master. He just got along with his master in a peaceful and gentle way, maintaining the most basic respect and natural intimacy.

Don't be pretentious, don't act like a trick, don't use any means.

After the pavilion business was over, they didn’t have much to do in the mountains. During their leisure days, they were just eating, resting, walking, and enjoying the snow scene.

The whole winter passed in such a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

The ice and snow gradually melted, the coldness in the air faded, and warmth came.

In the season when peach blossoms bloom in March, Qin Shang thought of the peach blossom tree again, and took advantage of the situation when he almost got into a devil when he practiced in his previous life. His mind was a little dazed.

Even though he has woken up again and has passed for several months, he always feels in a trance whenever he thinks of some impressive things he has experienced.

The season when peach blossoms are in full bloom is suitable for cultivating emotions. The spring water is gentle and ripples appear in the breeze, just like Mr. Qin's heart that is ready to move.

He was wondering, being well-behaved and obedient all winter, should he find something serious to do in this spring season?

The peach blossoms are blooming outside the water pavilion of the Imperial Palace.

Qin Shang looked at the peach tree that had not grown yet, and there were only a few peach blossoms on the branches, which was much different from when he picked it up and brewed wine in his previous life.

Of course, the top of the Nine Pavilions is vast and there is no more than this peach tree on the top of the mountain, but only this peach tree has the most special significance to him.

This year, Taoyao wine will definitely not be made...

The owner is not addicted to alcohol and prefers to tasting tea compared to fine wine, so it doesn’t matter whether it is brewed or not.

Qin Shang stared at the peach tree quietly, feeling like an old father was looking at his son, a little melancholy, and the peach blossoms that once were full of branches have now become a smaller version because time has returned.

I don't know how long he looked down and saw the bamboo sword he placed in front of the railing. He picked the toes and the bamboo sword instantly came to his hands.

The slender figure then spread its wings and flew out like a swallow in the air. It was swept with red clothes and shining brightly in the air, making people dazzling.

The imperial cult, dressed in white clothes, sat in front of the railings of the water pavilion and flower hall, and looked up casually.

The boy in red danced with a bamboo sword, and his toes stomped across the lake, his clothes occasionally crossed his sight, leaving a beautiful and dazzling swaying posture in his eyes.

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Chapter completed!