Su Xiaoliu held the silver hairpin in front of her eyes. Suddenly, she noticed a very thin silver thread at the broken part. The thread had reconnected the hairpin. If one didn't look closely, it would seem like just a vein, and the trace of the break would be completely invisible.
Su Xiaoliu's almond - shaped eyes fluttered slightly. She pursed her lips, put away the hairpin, opened the door, and walked out.
Walking through the long corridor wafting with a faint medicinal fragrance, Su Xiaoliu went downstairs along the stairs.
Downstairs, Mo Xin was wiping the table. Chu Weixin was leaning against the side, quietly reading a book. Zhong Fengyue was sitting against the wall, dressed in spotless white clothes, wearing a white veiled hat. The red diamond - shaped lips on his slightly pointed chin were gently upturned. Su Xiaoliu followed his line of sight and was stunned for a moment.
A charming woman was standing in front of him, talking to him with her head down. Her long and thick eyelashes fluttered from time to time. There were bell chains on her hands and feet, tassels hanging from her upper garment, revealing her flat abdomen. Her fair hand was gently placed on her willow - like waist.
It was the Western Star Lord, Wanyan Meng.
Feeling Su Xiaoliu's gaze, Wanyan Meng was slightly taken aback. She turned her head and looked at Su Xiaoliu on the stairs. Her charming tiger - like eyes blinked gently, and she smiled, "Xiaoliu, long time no see."
Long time no see? They seemed to have seen each other just yesterday.
Su Xiaoliu twitched the corner of her mouth. She walked downstairs, looked at Wanyan Meng, and said, "Greetings to the Western Star Lord."
Zhong Fengyue looked up at her, curved his lips, and said softly, "Did you sleep well?"
Su Xiaoliu blinked her almond - shaped eyes and nodded, "Quite well."
Mo Xin brought the food up, looked at everyone, and said, "Come and have dinner, everyone."
Chu Weixin, who was leaning on the side, put down the book in his hand, walked to the table, and sat down.
Everyone sat down in their respective positions. Su Xiaoliu picked up her chopsticks. Suddenly, Wanyan Meng beside her said to her, "Xiaoliu, can I change seats with you?"
Su Xiaoliu was a bit stunned. She looked up at Wanyan Meng. Those vivid tiger - like eyes were looking at her. Then she looked at the person beside her... Zhong Fengyue.
Su Xiaoliu was first stunned, then nodded, stood up, and changed seats with her.
After sitting down, Su Xiaoliu picked up a piece of lotus root with her chopsticks, then lowered her head and bit it silently.
Zhong Fengyue looked at Wanyan Meng, then at Su Xiaoliu, gently pursed his lips, and withdrew his gaze.
Chu Weixin saw all this. He curled up a faint smile. His cold eyes looked at Su Xiaoliu and he said in a voice that only she could hear, "Someone is vying for Young Master Zhong with you."
Su Xiaoliu glanced at him and whispered, "Mind your own business."
She certainly knew that Wanyan Meng was a non - negligible existence, but so what? Zhong Fengyue was always Zhong Fengyue, not Situ Qianyue. Even if they were already married, it was all fake.
Thinking of this, a hint of melancholy welled up in Su Xiaoliu's heart. She had been married three times and divorced three times. Finally, she married her fourth husband. It turned out that the so - called poorest man was a lie. Not only was his identity as the poorest man fake, but the husband was also fake. This made her feel worse than being divorced.
Chu Weixin looked at her and smiled faintly, then said nothing more.
Wanyan Meng picked up the chopsticks on the table, looked at Zhong Fengyue, and fluttered her long and thick eyelashes. She smiled and said, "Yue'er, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
Zhong Fengyue smiled slightly and said, "I'm going to practice sword - fighting. What about you, Western Star Lord?"
Wanyan Meng propped her head up with her hand. The silver bell on her wrist rang softly. She said, "Then I'll go with Yue'er to practice sword - fighting."
Su Xiaoliu felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this. She clenched her chopsticks tightly. The lotus root, which she usually loved the most, became tasteless, like chewing wax.
Hearing what Wanyan Meng said, Mo Xin looked up at her and smiled, "Does the Western Star Lord also know swordsmanship?"
Wanyan Meng looked at Mo Xin, blinked her vivid tiger - like eyes, and said, "I do know a bit. In the past, Yue'er often lent me the Tianci Sword to play with. So I explored some ways on my own. But my swordsmanship can only withstand two moves from the Heavenly Lord. I can't hold on for more."
Chu Weixin looked up at Wanyan Meng and said coldly, "I've heard that the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Lord of the Tianci Sect is peerless. Didn't he teach you a thing or two?"
Wanyan Meng turned to look at Chu Weixin, propped her head up with her hand, and smiled, "The Heavenly Lord never teaches me anything. Only Yue'er is willing to teach me."
Chu Weixin looked at her quietly. He thought to himself that among the star lords of the Tianci Sect, only she was so casual, always calling him Yue'er.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Su Xiaoliu felt that she had no appetite. She put down her chopsticks, turned to look at Zhong Fengyue, curved her lips, and smiled, "I also want to go and practice sword - fighting."
Zhong Fengyue was slightly taken aback. He curved his diamond - shaped lips and said softly with a smile, "Okay."
Wanyan Meng looked down at Su Xiaoliu. Her vivid tiger - like eyes blinked, and a hint of a smile appeared on her face.
"Does Miss Xiaoliu also know swordsmanship?"
Su Xiaoliu blinked her almond - shaped eyes and said with a smile, "Just a little bit."
Chu Weixin paused for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Su Xiaoliu, then looked up at Wanyan Meng. With Su Xiaoliu's swordsmanship, Wanyan Meng wouldn't be able to withstand even one move.
Zhong Fengyue looked at Su Xiaoliu. Under the white veiled hat, his ink - black eyes were smiling. He said softly, "I'll teach you some more today. How about that?"
Su Xiaoliu looked at Zhong Fengyue with a look of delight and quickly nodded, "Okay."
Wanyan Meng put down the hand that was propping up her head, picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a piece of lotus root, put it in her mouth, and chewed it gently. Her tiger - like eyes were smiling.
Su Xiaoliu turned around, looked at Chu Weixin, and said, "Do you want to go with us too?" If he didn't go, she would have no sword to use.
Chu Weixin felt a shiver on his scalp when stared at by her. Remembering the miserable situation last time, the tuft of hair that she had cut off was still hidden in his hairband and he didn't dare to let it show. He had learned his lesson. His cold eyes looked at Su Xiaoliu and he said, "I'll lend you the sword. I won't go."
The next second, Su Xiaoliu quickly said, "That's great."
Chu Weixin slightly frowned and looked at Su Xiaoliu. Her almond eyes were curved into a slit. Why did she look so happy to hear that he wasn't going? Chu Weixin put down the chopsticks in his hand and said coldly, "I'd better go along. Not to watch you, but to watch the sword."
Su Xiaoliu pouted and whispered, "I won't swallow your sword."
Su Xiaoliu turned around to look at Zhong Fengyue and didn't look at him anymore.
Chu Weixin quietly looked at Su Xiaoliu. A fleeting and unfathomable emotion flashed through his cold eyes.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The evening breeze was gentle.
Su Xiaoliu went upstairs, pushed open the door, and walked in.
She walked to the sandalwood table, lit the candle, and the originally dark room instantly brightened up.
Su Xiaoliu looked at the lampstand with a broken corner on the table. She pursed her lips, walked to the bedside, and sat down quietly.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She quickly walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, rummaged through it, and took out a small wooden box.
She gently opened the small wooden box. A crystal - clear red fruit was revealed. Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at this fruit.
The Rebirth Fruit.