Ink Blade Chapter 9 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver
Proofed by Ella
Splashed Tea (part 2)
"Qiu...Quan." Mo Ren suddenly opened his eyes slightly, but they had lost their focus. He coughed a few times, and a bloody smell suddenly wafted from his mouth.
Swallowing the blood hard, Mo Ren stared blankly at the pear blossoms blown down by the wind, vaguely feeling like it was snowing…….it was also during a very cold snow the Master told them to throw him out.
He would still be rejected by the Master, and he wouldn’t be able to get back anything, and wouldn’t be able to ask for anything.
He didn't know when he became so useless. At this moment, he even began to doubt whether he could kill Bai Hua or protect his master.
Mo Ren gasped weakly and indiscriminately, his voice was indistinct, "Say, is this…..really…..the last time?"
Qiu Jin panicked, "Eldest brother, what are you talking about?"
Mo Ren smiled, the luster in his eyes dimmed, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "If I die...you have to...accompany...the Master...to the end...."
Before Qiu Jin could digest his inexplicable words, Mo Ren tilted his head, closed his eyelids heavily, and finally passed out completely.
"...Eldest brother? Eldest brother!!" The girl exclaimed, but no one heard it in the pear forest where the flowers were blooming like snow.
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As Bai Hua looked at the back of Mo Ren leaving, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. He thought that this stupid and loyal guard would disrupt him today, but now it seemed that Chu Yan really cared enough for him. Not only did he drive Mo Ren away, but even Qiu Jin, the maid who served him personally, was also sent back along the way.
Bai Hua even wondered–did Chu Yan do this because he wanted to be intimate with him, therefore he sent others away?
It's just that it's a pity that he couldn't make tea for Chu Yan. Thinking of his plan, Bai Hua began to secretly feel annoyed at Mo Ren who came at the wrong time.
He looked at Chu Yan, pursed his lips and smiled coldly, then he lowered his long eyelashes to cover the shadow that flashed in his eyes. This tea…..he naturally needs to find a way to pour it...
Chu Yan stared at where Mo Ren’s back disappeared in a daze for a while before sitting down, turning his eyes to the elegant purple clay tea set, he felt bitter in his heart. Speaking of which, he really hadn't tasted Mo Ren’s tea for a long time.
He had just stretched out his hand to lift the teapot, however another hand reached for it sideways, and grabbed the handle of the teapot first.
He raised his eyes in puzzlement, and saw Bai Hua with a beautiful and refined smile on his face. He got up with the teapot, and said, "Brother Chu, don't get angry. Hua'er doesn’t mind. Come, Hua'er will pour tea for you."
He hooked his beautiful and slender fingers on the teapot, and just lifted it half a minute, however Bai Hua suddenly exclaimed for some reason "Ah, it's so hot!" and simply let go of his hand.
It was too late when Chu Yan came back to his senses, the whole teapot was overturned on the stone table, and the clear and light golden tea spilled out. It was a fine chrysanthemum tea.
"You!" Chu Yan stood up angrily. He felt sorry for Mo Ren’s pot of tea, but when he saw the clear tea, his pupils shrank. It was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky hit him, and his heart was split into pieces!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Big Brother Chu! It's all because of Bai Hua's clumsiness..." Bai Hua became flustered and looked at Chu Yan helplessly, "Hua'er didn't do it on purpose. This, this, what to do..”
It was as if Chu Yan had never heard of him, and he only stared at the faint traces of water in horror. The blood on his face gradually faded, like falling into an ice cave.
This is.........how could it be..........!?
"Brother Chu, Hua'er realizes his mistake, how about Bai Hua make tea for you again? But, can you...please not tell Guard Mo?"
While wiping the teapot with his cuff in distress, Bai Hua begged with a gloomy expression, "Brother Chu also saw it just now, Bai Hua is hated by the guard. If Guard Mo knows that Bai Hua has ruined his intentions, he doesn't know what will happen....." His voice became quieter, Bai Hua bit his lip and lowered his head.
He had to say, Bai Hua's words were really scheming. He apologized and admitted his mistake first neatly, and then snatched the matter of tea making again unobtrusively, and finally he didn't forget to direct the conversation to Mo Ren…..Chu Yan had just severely punished Mo Ren a few days ago. According to common sense, his remaining anger should have not yet dissipated at this time and it would be very likely that Chu Yan would be angry with Mo Ren again and ignore Bai Hua's rudeness. The latter naturally could get whatever he wanted without breaking a sweat.
However, Chu Yan still ignored Bai Hua.
In his eyes, he could only see the overturned tea water that spreaded on top of the stone table, falling down from the corner to the ground, and seeping into the soil with a dripping sound.
But the sound of the wind beside him, the chirping of insects and birds, the whirling of flowers and leaves on the branches of the pear tree, and the words that came out of Bai Hua's mouth seemed to recede far away at once.
There was only silence in the world—except for the dripping sound.
......Chu Yan didn't like to drink scented tea.
The one who loved scented tea was Young Master Bai Hua. In his previous life, Chu Yan spoiled Bai Hua to the point of lawlessness, and even forced himself to drink all kinds of scented tea with him. However, he just couldn't like those overly sweet teas. The only one he could tolerate was chrysanthemum tea, with its bitter and fragrant taste, which he had reluctantly gotten used to over time
But…..when was it? That should be about two years from now!
How does Mo Ren know!?
The fingers hidden in the sleeves began to tremble uncontrollably, and Chu Yan took a step back in lightheadedness.
He held onto the edge of the stone table, almost feeling that everything around him was only an absurd dream.
