Gu Rongxue nodded, lowering her eyes. "Can we go to Shuiqiao Town?" she asked.
Hearing this, Chang He said, "It's too small there. We might easily get cornered."
Wei Feng glanced at Chang He and nodded. "What Protector Chang said is right. Shuiqiao Town is too small. If we encounter danger, it'll be difficult to change our route."
Gu Rongxue pursed her lips and let out a soft sigh.
"How about coming to the Heavenly Gift Villa of our Heavenly Gift Cult? With the Heavenly Lord around, we don't have to worry about any trouble," Zhong Fengyue said, looking up at Wei Feng.
Everyone turned to look at Zhong Fengyue. After thinking for a while, Wei Feng said, "I'm not very familiar with the Heavenly Lord. If the Heavenly Lord is willing to accommodate us, we can consider it."
Zhong Fengyue gave a soft laugh. "It doesn't matter. The Heavenly Lord won't mind."
"Then let's go to the Heavenly Gift Villa," Chang He nodded.
Gu Rongxue looked at Zhong Fengyue, gave a gentle smile, and said softly, "Thank you, Young Master Zhong."
Zhong Fengyue curved his lips into a smile. "You're welcome."
The night was deep, and the carriage jolted along.
Gu Ran lifted the curtain, peeked out of the window, then let it fall and sat back down.
"Master, once we're back in the capital, what do you plan to do?" Gu Ran asked, looking at the ancient immortal sitting opposite with his eyes closed, taking a nap.
Without even opening his eyes, the ancient immortal replied, "Do what I should do. You still need to practice martial arts hard. Don't try to be lazy!"
Gu Ran scratched his head and smiled.
"By the way, Master, are you really going to retire from the martial arts world?" Gu Ran remembered something and quickly asked.
The ancient immortal slowly opened his eyes, looked at Gu Ran, and nodded. "I'm old. I can't run around anymore."
"Okay..." Gu Ran nodded.
Gu Rongxue looked at Gu Ran and smiled. "What? You still want to wander the martial arts world? With your current state, you'd be exhausted before even leaving the capital, let alone wandering the world."
Gu Ran blushed. He wanted to say that he was in good physical condition, but when he caught a glimpse of his master's long spear beside him, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Gu Ran glanced at his master and whispered, "After I've mastered martial arts, I'll go and wander the world..." And by the way... go and see Sister Xiaoliu.
The carriage was traveling on the outskirts when suddenly several dark figures holding long knives jumped down from the sky and quickly followed behind the carriage. The moonlight shone brightly on the ground, and a cold glint flashed across the blade...
The door was pushed open. Tang Yuyan slowly walked to the window and closed the half - open small window. She turned around and walked to the sandalwood table, lighting the oil lamp.
The originally pitch - black room instantly brightened up.
Just as Tang Yuyan stood up, she suddenly noticed a jade bracelet on the ground. She squatted down and tried to pick it up.
As soon as her fingertips touched the bracelet, it made a soft sound. It had actually broken into two pieces...
Tang Yuyan frowned slightly and picked up the two broken pieces of the jade bracelet. The bracelet was entirely white and very valuable. It seemed that she had seen this bracelet somewhere before.
There were two "knock, knock" sounds. Someone knocked on the door, and Cang Luoyao's voice came from outside.
"Sister, it's me..."
Tang Yuyan stood up and placed the jade bracelet on the table.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open. Cang Luoyao, wearing a snow - colored silk dress, walked in. Her gaze fell on the broken jade bracelet on the table, and her face turned pale for a moment. She quickly walked over and picked up the bracelet.
Tang Yuyan was slightly stunned when she saw her pick up the bracelet and said softly, "Luoyao, is this your bracelet?"
Cang Luoyao's body trembled. She nodded and whispered, "Yes..."
Tang Yuyan walked over, looked at her with concern, and said gently, "Be more careful next time. Once a jade bracelet is broken, it can't be restored. Take good care of it."
Cang Luoyao carefully glanced at Tang Yuyan, as if relieved. She nodded and softly said "Okay".
Tang Yuyan gave a gentle smile, walked to the side, and sat down. She picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and suddenly frowned. She swallowed the tea in her mouth, then put the teacup back on the table and gently relaxed her brows.
Tang Yuyan looked up at Cang Luoyao and said softly, "You've suffered these days. Are you feeling better?"
Cang Luoyao met her gaze and immediately lowered her head nervously. She whispered, "I'm much better. Thank you, sister, for your concern."
Tang Yuyan smiled and picked up the unfinished embroidery on the table. There was still an embroidery needle stuck in it. She looked at the embroidery back and forth, then looked up at Cang Luoyao and asked, "Luoyao, do you think these mandarin ducks are beautiful?"
Cang Luoyao looked down. There were two mandarin ducks embroidered on the white cloth. One was already finished, and the other had only the outline. The mandarin ducks in the water were vivid and lifelike. They were very beautiful.
She nodded and said, "They're very beautiful."
Hearing her praise, joy filled Tang Yuyan's eyes. She looked down at the embroidery and gently stroked it with her slender fingers. She said softly, "This embroidery is for my dowry. I wonder if Wei Feng will like it."
Cang Luoyao pursed her lips, and the hand behind her back was trembling.
Suddenly, Tang Yuyan frowned. She reached out and rubbed her forehead. She always felt a bit dizzy...
"By the way, Luoyao, what do you want from me so late..."
Just as she looked up, her vision went black for a moment, and she fell straight to the ground.
The embroidery in her hand rolled onto the ground. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she still had a bit of consciousness.
Cang Luoyao's body kept trembling. She suddenly picked up the short dagger hidden behind her back and stabbed it hard into Tang Yuyan's chest.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Sister..."
While crying, she stood up and staggered to the side, rummaging through the cabinets. Tears slid down her chin and dripped onto the ground, splashing up almost imperceptible dust...
Finally, she found a delicate small wooden box. She clenched the wooden box tightly and murmured, "Sister... I was forced to do this..."
She turned around. Her frail body was shaking. With trembling hands, she ran out of the door...
Tang Yuyan on the ground half - closed her eyes. The short dagger was stuck in her chest, and the blood bloomed into a dazzling and enchanting flower on her light - colored clothes. Her beautiful face was full of shock and sadness. Her slender fingers trembled slightly, and a tear slid from the corner of her eye...
Under the dark night sky, the moonlight was cold, shining on the rough road.
Cang Luoyao ran while crying, tightly clutching the small wooden box in her hand. Her fingernails were broken, but she still clutched it without feeling the pain.
She staggered and fell to the ground. She quickly got up and limped away.
Her originally snow - white silk dress was covered in dust. Blood gradually oozed from her fair hands and dripped from between her fingers onto the ground...
"Dad... Dad..." She limped along, dragging her embarrassed body, muttering to herself.
She had been afraid of losing her loved ones since she was a child. She had already lost her mother, and she couldn't lose her father. Even though her father was no longer the same as before, he was still her father...