Under the eaves, Qingzhu looked around in confusion at the empty space beside him.
"Marquis, what's wrong with him?"
Zhao Xiyan hooked the corner of his mouth.
"Perhaps he has seen the light?!"
Qingzhu was even more puzzled and couldn't figure it out for a long time.
Zhao Xiyan had already walked away with Qi Yue, but he was still pondering in the same spot.
"Hasn't Yunzhu always said that he disapproved of the Marquis treating the master in this way and that? Why does it seem like he's trying to take credit... But what does that have to do with the master?!"
When Qi Yue returned to the room, she too "interrogated" Zhao Xiyan.
"Husband, I feel like this Yunzhu is not quite like Qingzhu and the others, is he?!"
"Of course, they're not the same. He is a monk, and Qingzhu and the others are laypeople, how can they be the same?"
Qi Yue curled her lips.
"...In my opinion, he's even more worldly than laypeople!"
