Zhong Fengyue in a white robe looked like a child afraid of losing his beloved thing. He looked at her somewhat nervously. Under his high - bridged nose, his rosy diamond - shaped lips were slightly parted. His jade - like ink - black eyes were filled with pain and panic.
"My lady, I'm no longer poor. If you want money, I'll give it all to you. I'll let you live a good life. I'll give you whatever you want! Don't leave me..."
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at him. It seemed that she saw Situ Qianyue back when she left the old temple. He had the same look in his eyes, but she hadn't noticed it back then.
Her heart ached faintly.
"If you're rich, I'll dare to like you. If you stay like this, I'll have a hard time following you. So you must strive for success, got it?"
...
Suddenly, the words she had said to him in the carriage flashed through her mind.
She finally understood that it was herself who had hurt him and disliked him. She just accidentally fell in love with him. It was really just an accident...
Su Xiaoliu trembled with sobs, looking at him from afar. Choking with sobs, she said, "I'm sorry... really sorry..." She raised her sleeve to cover her eyes and stood there, sobbing.
Zhong Fengyue panicked and was in a mess. A look of helplessness flashed across his ink - black eyes. He was afraid of her saying "I'm sorry" to him, as if she was just using a single sentence to draw a clear line between them.
He wanted to walk over, but was afraid that she would turn around and leave him in an instant. He stood there, looking at her. The moonlight shone on her face. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single sound.
Su Xiaoliu slowly put down her sleeve. Looking at him from a distance, the next moment, she ran towards him. Her white cape fluttered backwards in the wind. She stepped over the threshold and rushed into the old temple, throwing her arms around him.
A faint fragrance wafted under her nose. After a long while, Su Xiaoliu raised her head and looked into those surprised ink - black eyes. She curled the corner of her mouth and whispered, "Situ Qianyue..."
I'm back.
The last four words drifted out of the old temple with the wind, flying over the lush grass, the swaying branches, and the clouds that covered the crescent moon, and finally landed in his heart.
Zhong Fengyue lowered his head and stared blankly at her. His rosy diamond - shaped lips slowly curved into a peerless smile, which was reflected in her charming almond eyes.
"My lady, you're finally back."
The moonlight was cold and clear, shining through the hole in the roof of the old temple.
Su Xiaoliu quietly leaned on Zhong Fengyue's shoulder. Her white cape dragged on the ground, and the fluff brushed against her cheek. She looked up at the sky through the hole in the roof and could just see the moon.
"Situ Qianyue, let's go and visit father tomorrow." She stretched out her hand as if to touch the moon in the sky.
She missed her father so much, as well as her mother, her second sister, her second brother - in - law, and Su Ling, that noisy maid.
His jade - like ink - black eyes rested on her face. His rosy lips slowly curved up as he said, "Okay."
The evening wind blew, bringing a bit of chill. Su Xiaoliu couldn't help but shrink her body.
Zhong Fengyue reached out and gently hugged her. His black hair intertwined with hers. His ink - black eyes slightly drooped, and his slightly pointed chin buried in her hair as he gently sniffed the fragrance of her hair.
Su Xiaoliu nestled against Zhong Fengyue. Her long eyelashes fluttered down. She closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly in his arms.
The dim lamp led her into a dream, and the faint fragrance lingered.
The moonlight was like water, gentle to the extreme.
In the capital.
The eastern sky showed the first signs of dawn. A white light cut through the sky and shone on the roof of the mansion.
The door of the mansion was knocked. The old butler looked up, walked to the door, removed the bolt, and opened the door.
Looking up, he saw a man and a woman standing in front of the door. The man was dressed in a spotless white robe like an otherworldly immortal. On his peerlessly beautiful face were a pair of jade - like ink - black eyes. Under his high - bridged nose, his rosy diamond - shaped lips were gently curved. His black hair was simply tied up with a jade hairpin. His elegant attire caught the old man's eye. Then he looked at the woman beside him, who was wearing a green silk dress. The woman had a slender waist and a heart - shaped face that he was extremely familiar with. Her big almond eyes sparkled with a charming luster. Her black hair was coiled into a beautiful flowing cloud bun, with a wisp hanging down on her fair neck. A silver hairpin was gently inserted in it. At first glance, the two of them were a perfect match.
Recognizing the woman's face, the old butler quickly stepped aside and said happily, "The young miss is back!" Then his eyes fell on the white - robed young master beside her. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized and said, "This must be the Third Prime Minister. Please come in, please come in!"
Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips and smiled gently. She looked up at Zhong Fengyue. Those ink - black eyes were looking at her with a smile. Her face flushed slightly. Then she looked at the old butler and said, "Uncle Ma, you don't need to be so polite." She reached out and took Zhong Fengyue's arm. As they walked into the Dai Mansion, she asked, "Uncle Ma, where's my father?"
Uncle Ma bolted the door, turned around, and slightly bowed, saying, "The master is playing chess with the Second Prime Minister in the main hall. The young miss can go directly to the main hall to find the master."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Ma." Su Xiaoliu nodded, then turned around and walked towards the main hall.
Zhong Fengyue looked down at Su Xiaoliu. His jet - black eyes sparkled with a clear luster. He said softly, "My lady, don't we need to bring some gifts for father?"
Su Xiaoliu looked up at him seriously and said, "Father doesn't know your identity yet. If you suddenly give him gifts, it might arouse his suspicion. Father will be angry. We'll explain it to father slowly later."
Zhong Fengyue nodded, smiled, and said, "Okay, then let's open a shop in the capital."
Su Xiaoliu thought it was a good idea. Opening a shop could not only make money but also be close to the Dai Mansion. She looked up at Zhong Fengyue and nodded, saying, "This is a good idea. When we get back, we'll look for a good location and open a shop to do business."
Zhong Fengyue looked at Su Xiaoliu thoughtfully and slowly said, "What kind of shop do you think we should open, my lady?"
That was true. When opening a shop, one always had to sell something. But what should they sell?
After thinking for a while, an idea suddenly popped into Su Xiaoliu's mind. She looked at Zhong Fengyue and said, "Let's open a musical instrument shop and sell some zithers. The customers are all elegant people. These people always choose the expensive and good ones when buying zithers. In this way, we can make more money instead of less. What do you think?"
It was really a wonderful idea.
Zhong Fengyue curved his lips into a smile and nodded, saying, "My lady is really smart. Then let's open a musical instrument shop."
Complimented, Su Xiaoliu felt happy. As they walked and talked, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in their ears.
"Hey, Xiaoliu?" The person seemed extremely surprised, and his/her tone involuntarily rose.
Su Xiaoliu and Zhong Fengyue both looked over. A charming young woman in a light - pink silk dress was looking at them. There was disbelief on her face, which resembled Su Xiaoliu's in three ways. Obviously, she didn't expect to see Su Xiaoliu suddenly. She turned to look at Zhong Fengyue, pursed her slightly parted lips, and her oval face was full of arrogance.
A hint of smile flashed across Zhong Fengyue's eyes. His beauty was so enchanting that it was stunning. Su Yueru was stunned.
Seeing the person coming, Su Xiaoliu blinked her almond eyes and said, "Second sister."
Zhong Fengyue also recognized the person. He smiled and said, "Hello, second sister."