ead.After she withdrew her gaze, she saw that one of her hands was propped up on a white jade table, sitting in an intricately carved chair also made from white jade. Her hand was delicate and soft; h...rner of Yun Qianmo's mouth twitched. She corrected him: "Sir Rong, it’s actually ‘once your teacher, always your father’. The father in the word.""With me, that applies," said Rong Jing as he wrapped...