Su Xiaoliu, who was following behind, couldn't help bursting into laughter. Gu Ran looked back at her, blushed, and quickly withdrew the hand rubbing his buttocks. Then he walked forward in silence.
Zhong Fengyue looked down at Su Xiaoliu and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
Su Xiaoliu looked up at him, shook her head and said, "A bit."
"If all you do is eat and sleep, sleep and eat, what kind of ambition do you have?" Chu Weixin, who heard Su Xiaoliu's answer beside them, chuckled and imitated the tone of the Ancient Immortal Elder.
Su Xiaoliu glared at him fiercely and said, "You're crazy!"
"Do you have the medicine?" Chu Weixin wasn't angry at all and said softly.
Medicine was the last thing he lacked.
Su Xiaoliu was rendered speechless. She turned her head away and ignored him.
Zhong Fengyue lowered his eyes and glanced at Chu Weixin. Unexpectedly, Chu Weixin was also looking at him at that moment. As their eyes met, they were secretly sizing each other up.
Gu Rongxue, wearing a gorgeous purple robe, was walking in front. Su Xiaoliu's eyes lit up. She took a few quick steps and ran forward.
Both Zhong Fengyue and Chu Weixin were stunned. They stared blankly as Su Xiaoliu grabbed Gu Rongxue's sleeve and walked away chatting and laughing...
Pushing open the wooden door, Mo Xin was sitting on a flower cage stool looking out of the window. Hearing the sound, she turned her head and looked at Su Xiaoliu, smiling slightly.
"Are you back?"
Su Xiaoliu nodded, then closed the door and walked over to sit down at the sandalwood table.
The inn was full. Su Xiaoliu was sharing a room with Mo Xin. Next door was Zhong Fengyue, and next to him was Gu Rongxue. Chu Weixin was staying on the upper floor. The Ancient Immortal Elder and his disciple Gu Ran were also on the upper floor. Wei Feng and Tang Yuyan were staying in adjacent rooms on the upper floor. Tang Yuyan was sharing a room with Cang Luoyao. Jiang Li and Duanmu You were also staying in adjacent rooms on the upper floor. And Chang He, who wasn't easy to get close to, chose to stay in the most secluded room.
Su Xiaoliu looked at Mo Xin and felt a bit embarrassed, after all, she had pretended to be Yun Ruo. After thinking for a while, she said, "Madam Xiao, actually about the matter of Yun Ruo..."
Mo Xin looked up at her, smiled gently and said softly, "It's okay. It's all in the past."
Su Xiaoliu nodded, thinking that Madam Xiao was really easy to get along with. She added, "My name is Su Xiaoliu."
Mo Xin's watery eyes stared at her quietly. Suddenly she said, "I've seen you. You're the owner of that teahouse, right?" The tear mole at the corner of her eye flickered.
Su Xiaoliu was stunned. She should have thought that her identity would be recognized. She pursed her lips and said, "Yes, it's me."
Mo Xin smiled slightly and didn't say anything else.
If Mo Xin had recognized her, Jiang Li must have recognized her too. The Ancient Immortal Elder and his disciple must have known who she was long ago. Then... Zhong Fengyue must have recognized her too, right?
Thinking of their first encounter, Su Xiaoliu couldn't help blushing. At that time, she was still a playful girl in the capital. Maybe the reason she was so unrestrained was that she had been divorced so many times and no longer planned to rely on a man for protection.
Su Xiaoliu suddenly remembered something. She quickly took out a butterfly hairpin from her bosom and handed it over, saying, "This hairpin... seems to be Yun Ruo's."
Mo Xin was stunned when she saw the hairpin. She slowly reached out her hand, pulled out the hairpin on her head and placed it in her palm.
Comparing the two hairpins, Su Xiaoliu was shocked to find that the two hairpins weren't exactly the same. They were more like a pair of hairpins that could be put together...
Mo Xin looked at the two butterfly hairpins and said in a low voice, "Xiaoliu, do you know? Yun Ruo doesn't actually have the surname Yun."
Su Xiaoliu looked up at her in surprise.
Mo Xin's long eyelashes fluttered gently. She said softly, "Yun Ruo's surname is Xiao. Her name is Xiao Yun Ruo..." She raised her eyes to look at Su Xiaoliu. Under Su Xiaoliu's incredulous gaze, she slowly said, "She's Xiao He's younger sister."
The night was deep and everything was silent.
Su Xiaoliu just couldn't fall asleep. She sat up. It was pitch - black all around, and there was a strong aroma of pastries floating in the air.
Mo Xin had already fallen asleep tiredly. She carefully put on her clothes, quietly opened the door, walked out and then closed the door.
Actually, the main reason was that she had eaten too much... Su Xiaoliu sighed. Later, Zhong Fengyue had someone send several plates of pastries. Su Xiaoliu gobbled them all up. Unexpectedly, the retribution came in the middle of the night. Her stomach was so bloated that it was uncomfortable.
Su Xiaoliu walked quietly along the long corridor. Suddenly, she heard a clear sound of porcelain dropping.
In the silent night, that sound seemed especially loud.
Su Xiaoliu turned her head and looked. Through the paper window, she could see the flickering candlelight. Su Xiaoliu suddenly frowned and was startled. Wasn't this Gu Rongxue's room...
She quickly walked to the door. The door wasn't bolted. She gently pushed it and a crack appeared.
Su Xiaoliu pushed the door wider and looked inside...
Gu Rongxue, wearing a gorgeous purple robe, was sitting on the ground with his eyes lowered. His long eyelashes fluttered gently. His eyes were closed, as if he was unconscious. His eyelashes cast shadows on both sides of his high - bridged nose. His flesh - colored lips quivered slightly. His long black hair was casually scattered and hung on the ground. He looked like an otherworldly immortal, yet there was a touch of gaudy morbidity.
Su Xiaoliu looked down. His long sleeve had fallen, revealing a section of fair wrist. There was a shocking bloodstain on the wrist. Blood was constantly dripping down the wrist. In his other hand, he was still holding a piece of broken porcelain with blood on the edge.
Su Xiaoliu was stunned. She quickly turned around, closed the door and ran over. Her heart was pounding. She supported Gu Rongxue who was leaning against the table corner and said anxiously, "You, why did you... " The blood on Gu Rongxue's wrist kept flowing. His already extremely pale face now looked as if it was covered with a layer of white mist.
Su Xiaoliu was horrified. She quickly tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes and wrapped the bleeding place. She looked up at Gu Rongxue and said anxiously, "Gu Rongxue, why did you suddenly become like this? Hurry, I'll take you to find Chu Weixin..." Of course, she knew what he was doing. If she hadn't passed by here, maybe she wouldn't see him the next day.
The more Su Xiaoliu thought about it, the more scared she became. She lowered her head and called him.
"Gu Rongxue, wake up. Don't scare me..." Su Xiaoliu's face was as white as a sheet, and her heart ached.
Suddenly, his long eyelashes fluttered. Gu Rongxue slowly raised his head. His extremely beautiful face was stained with sorrow that made her heart clench.
Gu Rongxue suddenly hugged her tightly and buried his head in her shoulder. His black hair scattered. His weak breaths fell on her neck one by one, carrying a faint fragrance.
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly, allowing him to hug her. Thinking he was a bit pitiful, she carefully reached out her hand and hugged his waist too.
The hand on her waist tightened little by little. Suddenly, the head buried in her shoulder lifted. Those dark eyes met hers.
"Gu..." Su Xiaoliu had just said one word when those dark eyes got closer, as if a storm was coming. Then, a pair of cold lips covered hers...