This fruit has been stained with too much blood. There are always people willing to go to any lengths for it.
Su Xiaoliu lowered her eyes, closed the box, put it back in its original place, and then shut the cabinet door.
Why are there always so many troubles in the jianghu?
When she used to live in the capital, she was always carefree. Occasionally, when she met some jianghu people in the teahouse, she just regarded their conversations as stories.
Su Xiaoliu walked over and sat down on the flower - shaped stool. After a while, drowsiness overtook her. She got up, walked to the bed, and fell asleep.
The candle burned quietly, its flame flickering gently.
I don't know how much time had passed when the door was carefully pushed open. A charming figure in red slowly walked to the bedside. He stared quietly at Su Xiaoliu. A faint look of loss flashed across his amorous phoenix eyes.
Su Xiaoliu had a dream, a very chaotic one.
She dreamed of her first husband. Her first husband was the wealthiest man in the capital, a man of vast fortune. Su Xiaoliu didn't have a deep impression of him. She could hardly even remember his face. She only remembered that he was several decades older than her. She dreamed that he died, that he fell into a well, and then his servants ran away with all his money. Then, she dreamed that she was dragging a bucket of night soil and climbing onto a flower boat connected by warm lanterns. On the flower boat stood Zhong Fengyue in white clothes. On the second floor of the flower boat stood Cang Nanyan. Cang Nanyan and Zhong Fengyue were talking. Suddenly, more than a dozen assassins in black clothes emerged from around. In a flash, she dreamed of Gu Rongxue. Gu Rongxue in a magnificent purple robe was standing under a peach tree, quietly looking at her. There was a gentle smile on his extremely beautiful face. As soon as she got closer to him, he disappeared, and then a shower of peach blossoms fell...
Then, Su Xiaoliu woke up suddenly. Her heart ached terribly when she woke up. As long as she thought of Gu Rongxue's face, she felt extremely sad. She felt that the whole world owed him. He was always so approachable. She had never even seen him angry.
Since Gu Rongxue died, she had never dreamed of him again. Last night was the first time.
In the dream, he seemed so real that it made her feel a kind of sad urge to cry.
She rarely cried. She believed that as long as one gritted their teeth and persevered, there would be no chance for tears to fall.
The sky was overcast today. It was the first cloudy day since she came to Wanku Valley.
Maybe the gloomy sky could also make people feel down. Su Xiaoliu didn't leave her room for two days and two nights. On the third day, a fine drizzle fell from the sky, adding a veil of mystery to this valley of desolation. Su Xiaoliu lay on the window sill, letting the rain slide and splash on her embroidered cuffs. It was not until someone knocked on the door that she put on her coat and walked out of the room for the first time in these dull days.
When she opened the door, she saw a pair of lively tiger - like eyes. The long and thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the visitor smiled gently and said, "Xiaoliu, if you don't come down, someone will be crazy with worry."
Su Xiaoliu moved her lips slightly and said softly, "Lady West Star."
Wanyan Meng grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. Blinking her tiger - like eyes, she said, "Come on down quickly. Later, go out of the valley with us for a stroll."
Su Xiaoliu frowned slightly. It was still drizzling today. Why did they still want to go out of the valley?
Wanyan Meng seemed to know what she was thinking. She smiled gently and said, "The peonies are in bloom. Yue'er wants to take you to have a look. This light rain won't spoil our mood."
Su Xiaoliu was slightly stunned. The peonies were in bloom? Zhong Fengyue wanted to take her to see them?
She lowered her head and let Wanyan Meng pull her downstairs.
Downstairs, Zhong Fengyue put down the porcelain cup in his hand. Looking at Su Xiaoliu being pulled over, he curved his lips and said with a smile, "Shall we go out of the valley for a stroll today?"
Su Xiaoliu looked around the main hall. Chu Weixin must have gone to prepare medicine, and Mo Xin was also not there.
Actually, she also wanted to go out for a walk. In these days in Wanku Valley, all she saw were red - stone peaks, dead trees, and ashes. It was really hard to get excited.
Su Xiaoliu turned back and looked up at Zhong Fengyue. She nodded and said, "Okay."
The carriage bumped along and slowly drove out of Wanku Valley.
The horses' hooves stepped on the muddy puddles on the ground, splashing wet water. The carriage curtain flapped up and down in the wind, making continuous noises.
I don't know how much time had passed when the carriage slowly stopped.
Su Xiaoliu got out. Zhong Fengyue held a paper umbrella and shielded her under it. The fine drizzle fell on the umbrella top. Behind them, Wanyan Meng got out, wrapped in a cloak. Looking at the two of them, she suddenly curved her lips and said, "Well, you two. You prepared umbrellas for yourselves but forgot about me."
Su Xiaoliu opened her mouth, and then she heard Zhong Fengyue's voice above her head.
"Didn't Lady West Star bring her own cloak?"
Wanyan Meng smiled gently. Blinking her lively tiger - like eyes, she looked at the flower field in front of her and let out a little exclamation.
Su Xiaoliu also turned her head. What came into view was an endless field of peonies. The fine rain added a touch of freshness to these peonies. When the gentle breeze blew, the peonies swayed gently. The red peonies were like beauties in red makeup, the white peonies were like pear blossoms in the snow, the black - purple ones were like satin, pure and shiny. It was really like a red jade in a painted railing and embroidered tent, and a cloud - brocade and colorful clothes on a green mat. It was as beautiful as a fairyland.
"I don't know who planted this flower field. I accidentally discovered this place when I went out of the valley a few days ago. So I thought I'd bring you here to have a look. The peony's blooming period is short. It would be a pity if they withered and you couldn't see them." Zhong Fengyue looked down at Su Xiaoliu. His diamond - shaped lips curved, and his black eyes shone under the white - gauze hat.
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at this field of peonies. Besides being amazed, she was only left in awe. She slowly curved her lips and looked at the flowers.
Zhong Fengyue quietly watched Su Xiaoliu. Seeing that there was finally a smile on her face, he was slightly happy. Curving his lips, he said softly, "The person who planted these flowers must be a flower - lover. I just don't know why he planted this flower field. Maybe he also has his own long - cherished wish..."
When they returned to the mountain villa, it was already late.
Su Xiaoliu went upstairs, pushed open the door of her room. A figure flashed before her eyes and jumped out of the window. Su Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, and then she turned to look at the cabinet.
The cabinet door was open.
Su Xiaoliu widened her almond eyes. She quickly walked to the cabinet and rummaged through it. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find the small wooden box that contained the Rebirth Fruit...
Su Xiaoliu bit her lower lip tightly. She rushed out of the room, downstairs, and out of the main - hall door in pursuit.
Who on earth was that just now?
Suddenly, it dawned on Su Xiaoliu.
Had the Hundred - Family Tracker come?
She chased in the direction where the figure had run away. Mo Xin, who had just come back, was a little confused to see Su Xiaoliu running in a hurry.
"Xiaoliu?"
Mo Xin's voice came from beside her. Su Xiaoliu turned back, stopped, and looked at Mo Xin. She said anxiously, "Madam Xiao, the Rebirth Fruit... the Rebirth Fruit has been stolen!"