Zhong Fengyue was stunned. He felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He quickly stood up and walked over in a somewhat flustered manner. He pulled Su Xiaoliu into his arms, lowering his long eyelashes and repeating in a somewhat panicked voice, "My lady, my lady..."
Su Xiaoliu let him hold her. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.
Zhong Fengyue was taken aback. He slowly let go of her and looked down at her. He saw that her delicate face was covered with tears, yet the corner of her mouth was curled into a sarcastic smile.
Su Xiaoliu looked up at him, her bright almond eyes trembling. She whispered, "Zhong Fengyue, you've really gone to great lengths to deceive me."
Zhong Fengyue stared blankly at her. A flicker of panic flashed across his jade-like ink eyes.
Tears still rolled down her cheeks. Su Xiaoliu laughed while crying and said, "I thought you only deceived me once. I didn't expect that you've actually been deceiving me all along..." After a moment of silence, she added, "Whether you used me or wanted revenge, since I've met you today, let's settle things once and for all."
Under Zhong Fengyue's panicked and helpless gaze, Su Xiaoliu took out the silver hairpin from her sleeve and snapped it in front of him...
The part that had been fastened with silver thread by Feng Yufei broke again. This time, what broke was not just the silver hairpin, but all the ties between her and him.
Su Xiaoliu threw the two broken pieces of the silver hairpin on the ground. She sniffed and looked at him with her almond eyes. She said, "Let's part ways here."
She raised her sleeve to wipe her cheeks and then turned around to leave.
No matter how much Zhong Fengyue called her from behind, she didn't stop.
From the moment the silver hairpin broke, all illusions had vanished into thin air, and her heart gradually cooled.
In her mind, the scenes of meeting Situ Qianyue, running the teahouse, talking under the moon, and snuggling in the old temple overnight all turned into the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, shattered and beyond repair.
All hopes were extinguished.
The night was deathly quiet.
Countless secret guards surrounded the Su Mansion, and a chilling atmosphere gradually rose.
The small window was slightly open, and half of the full moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds.
Su Xiaoliu stood quietly by the window, looking out, lost in thought.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Su Ling rushed in. She looked at Su Xiaoliu and said anxiously, "Third Miss, hurry and leave. The carriage is ready. The Su Mansion is about to be in trouble!"
Su Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment. She slowly turned around and looked at Su Ling, who was full of worry. She pursed her lips and asked, "Where are Second Sister and Mother?"
Su Ling was silent for a moment and said, "Second Miss has been taken away by the Second Prime Minister... The three madams have also hidden themselves."
Su Xiaoliu let out a breath and lowered her eyes. After a moment, she walked to the cabinet, opened it, took out the small box inside, rummaged through it, and took out all the valuable treasures. Then she walked to the bedside, grabbed a piece of cloth, poured all the treasures into it, wrapped it with her slender fingers, tied a knot in the package, and held it in her arms. She looked at Su Ling and said, "Let's go." She wasn't a fool. She wouldn't just stand there and wait to die when something happened.
Su Ling nodded and quickly led the way in front.
Su Xiaoliu followed Su Ling and wanted to escape through the small gate. Unexpectedly, the small gate was also surrounded by secret guards.
Su Ling was so anxious that she was sweating all over. She quickly pulled Su Xiaoliu towards the main gate.
Just as they reached the main gate, they heard a soft ringing of silver bells, and a cold voice slowly sounded.
"Are you trying to escape?"
Su Ling's body suddenly froze, and Su Xiaoliu looked up.
A man who looked extremely similar to Zhong Fengyue was standing not far away. His emotionless ink eyes were quietly looking at them. Under his high nose bridge, his red lips parted slightly. He was wearing a black narrow-sleeved python robe, and his silver hair was scattered. The moonlight shone on him, as if covering his whole body in a faint mist.
The four star masters were standing on each side. Jiang Li in a light blue robe and Duanmu You in a purple floral robe were standing on one side, while Wanyan Meng with a white tiger circling around her feet and Bai Qing in a cyan robe were standing on the other side.
Su Xiaoliu's gaze fell on Zhong Fengyue, who was standing aside in spotless white clothes. He was looking at her, and his jade-like ink eyes were full of pain. The gentle breeze blew his black hair, and his long sleeves fluttered slightly, making him look like an otherworldly immortal.
She just glanced at him and then shifted her gaze.
Zhong Fengyue tightened his grip on the Tianci Sword in his hand.
All the people from the Tianci Cult had come. Su Xiaoliu sneered silently in her heart.
Su Ling was a bit anxious. She looked at the people opposite and quickly said, "Third Miss is innocent. If you want to do something, come at us!"
Qianguan Siyou quietly looked at Su Ling and slowly said, "Not even an old person in the mansion was spared back then. Why should I spare your young lady?"
Su Ling's face instantly turned pale. She looked up at Su Xiaoliu, extremely anxious.
Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips and pretended not to hear. She hugged the package in her arms and walked straight towards the outside of the gate.
Suddenly, a figure rushed up and blocked Su Xiaoliu.
Su Xiaoliu looked up and saw an old man silently blocking her way.
Su Xiaoliu paused slightly and said in surprise, "Uncle Ma?"
She thought something was wrong in her heart. She had noticed Uncle Ma's strangeness before. She had calculated everything but missed him... Was Uncle Ma actually an informant of the Tianci Cult?
Uncle Ma looked up at Su Xiaoliu and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Third Miss." Then he reached out to grab her wrist.
Su Xiaoliu was startled and took a step back, but her wrist was tightly grabbed.
She winced in pain and struggled a few times. During the struggle, the package in her arms fell, and the jewels were scattered all over the ground.
Su Xiaoliu felt extremely heartache. She quickly pulled back her hand, squatted down, and hurriedly stuffed the scattered jewels back into the package.
A rush of footsteps came, and a pair of white boots appeared in front of her. Su Xiaoliu slowly looked up and saw those jade-like ink eyes.
Zhong Fengyue pursed his lips and was about to help her pick up the things on the ground.
Su Xiaoliu felt annoyed in her heart. She also thought she was too greedy for money. She angrily stood up and ignored the jewels on the ground.
Zhong Fengyue stood there stiffly. Then he slowly stood up. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Su Xiaoliu's voice.
"Kill me or torture me. Just do it quickly." She looked at Qianguan Siyou, as if she had nothing to lose. She blinked her almond eyes and said coldly.
Jiang Li looked a bit hesitant and wanted to speak up for her.
Zhong Fengyue quietly looked at Su Xiaoliu, took a step back, and said lightly to Qianguan Siyou, "Let her go."
Qianguan Siyou paused slightly and looked at Zhong Fengyue. A faint look of surprise flashed across his expressionless face.
"There are so many people in the Su Mansion. It doesn't matter if we spare this one. Heavenly Lord, what do you think?" Wanyan Meng blinked her eyes. Her long and thick eyelashes fluttered, and she hooked a smile as she looked at Qianguan Siyou beside her.