After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 503 Playing in the mud with Morax

For Morax, the context of Yuan Zhuoyue's current words was a bit dangerous. Under normal circumstances, she would never say to him, "This is your job," or something like that.

It was only in the past when the sharp conflicts between them broke out.

Only when Yuan Zhuoyue was out of control and filled with anger would he say something in a harsh and sarcastic voice, asking Morax to stick to his duties.

However, compared with his tone at that time, Yuan Zhuoyue's words now were too calm, as if it was just a sudden reminder.

When Morax first heard this, he subconsciously recalled his words and actions during this period.

After making sure that he had not done anything or said anything that could touch Yuan Zhuoyue's sore spot.

And through the connection between them, Morax could also feel that Yuan Zhuoyue's mood was now relatively stable, and he had calmed down a little.

After thinking for a moment, Morax came to the conclusion that perhaps those memories that were gradually resurfacing had affected Yuan Zhuoyue's current state of mind, which was why she suddenly spoke like this.

In Morax's opinion, as long as Yuan Zhuoyue didn't suddenly attack and pick up a weapon to fight him with a sword, and just said some slightly sarcastic words, there wouldn't be any big problem.

What's more, Yuan Zhuoyue's words just now could not be considered sarcastic at all.

So Morax simply followed Yuan Zhuoyue's words, revealing a gentle smile and a relaxed expression: "When I was firing porcelain in the past, I also washed this porcelain clay like this."

Although he didn't know why Yuan Zhuoyue had such an idea, Morax still defended himself when he spoke.

After that, he looked questioning and said, "But... I rarely hear you say things like 'you should do it.' You seem to be taking this porcelain-making project very differently and with particular importance."

Yuan Zhuoyue, who had just poured a basin of dirty water and was adding water to re-stir the mud, seemed to be busy with the task at hand very seriously.

Without even raising his eyelids, one could clearly hear the extremely perfunctory tone in his words: "...Well, just take it as my opinion."

Morax was not too surprised by this answer. After all, in the past, no matter who raised a problem between them, most of the time it was difficult to hear a real answer from the other.

Concealing things and avoiding talking about them are basically the unspoken understanding between them.

However, ever since Morax arrived in the present from the past, he has often played the role of the one who remained silent.

It seems that only in this way, Yuan Zhuoyue, whose memory has not yet fully recovered, knows or understands less, and it is possible for them to get along peacefully.

However, this kind of tranquility has continued until now, and has finally become an extremely fragile illusion that can be easily punctured by a little carelessness.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhuoyue was in a stable condition and was conscious, and he also intended to keep this illusion stable.

In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts and frictions, Morax naturally chose not to ask any further questions when Yuan Zhuoyue was obviously unwilling to say more.

Very smoothly, he changed the subject, seemingly intending to discuss with Yuan Zhuoyue the materials needed to create the next step in making juice-fired porcelain: "...After we wash the porcelain clay, while the clay is fermenting, we can look for some more minerals to make pigments. The minerals we dug up along with the clay a while ago weren't of the best quality, so the pigments made from them might be a little subpar. How about we select some better materials and make the pigments you need?"