C155 I Praised Your Good Words

The poem unfolded before him as if crafted by the heavens themselves, conjuring images of gazing upon flowers along the riverbank. The sight of the graceful young man, Ye Chuxue, captivated by the verses on the bamboo paper, brought a slight smile to Lee Qing's lips. He savored a sip of the golden elixir and called out softly to Ye Chuxue.

"Brother Zhixian, the ink and brushes are ready