'When will Ah Han and Sister Miaoyan be back? Why have they been gone so long? The food has already gone cold twice...'
At this moment, Ye Liyuan sat bored in her chair, staring at the feast-laden table with no appetite.
She silently circulated her Spiritual Qi to heat the dishes once more. She just hoped Pei Yuhang and Shang Miaoyan would hurry back. Otherwise, repeatedly reheating the food would inevitably ruin the texture, which would be a waste of Ah Han's wonderful cooking.
After reheating the dishes, Ye Liyuan formed a hand seal and cast a Minor Magic spell, something like a warming shield, to cover the entire table of food.
'It's so boring sitting in here all by myself. I'll go for a walk in the courtyard~'
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaoyan, who had just finished peeping at her master's unmentionable secret, found herself inexplicably drawn to her master and mistress's residence after coming down the mountain.
