Xue Yu-Yan was pouring the tea for Jian Guozhi and found he was in deep thought. "Jian Ge seems lost these days. Is everything alright?" Xue Yu-Yan asked humbly.
Jian Guozhi did not want her to worry, so he lied. "Everything is fine." He picked the teacup and sipped the chamomile tea. "It's refreshing," He said and put the cup down.
"Jian Ge can share with me if he is troubled," Xue Yu-Yan politely said. "He shall not keep it to himself." She blew the air over the tea surface before taking a sip.
"Xue, I spent most of my childhood with Yongzheng and Rong Zemin. While growing up, the teachings I got, I imparted them as well, mostly to Yongzheng. They were not good things to be taught. But because I was naive, I did not understand that it could bring some serious repercussions in the future," Jian Guozhi pronounced. He had a menacing yet troubled expression on his face.
