Su Ling looked up in surprise, glancing at Su Xiaoliu, and said, "But Third Miss, the zither shop..."
Before she could finish, Su Xiaoliu interrupted her and said, "Close the shop earlier today. I'm not feeling well and want to go back and rest."
Hearing this, Su Ling quickly put down the rag in her hand and nodded vigorously, saying, "Okay, then go back quickly!"
After closing the zither shop, the two walked in the direction of the Su Mansion together.
When they reached the entrance of the Su Mansion, Su Ling stepped forward and knocked on the door. A servant opened the door from inside. Seeing it was Su Xiaoliu and Su Ling, he didn't say a word but stood respectfully to one side.
After Su Xiaoliu walked in, the servant closed the door. She looked up at everything in front of her.
On the gilded and hollowed-out beams, there was an ornament of an eagle about to take off on the southwest tip. Nearby were several elegant bamboo houses, a pond filled with jade lotuses, and strangely - shaped rockeries. It was still as prosperous as ever, as if nothing had happened.
"I'm hungry! I'm hungry!" A slightly plump figure ran past them, shouting as he ran.
Then, three women in gorgeous robes chased after him.
"Master, Master, come back quickly. The servants are already cooking!"
"Hey, Master, don't go over there. There's a pond. Be careful not to fall in..."
"Quick, quickly find someone to stop the master!"
...
Su Xiaoliu looked at this scene of one running and three chasing, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
The people of the Tianci Sect didn't touch the Su family at all. They even spared her father's life. The only consequence was that her father had gone crazy, becoming muddled and unable to distinguish anything.
"Xiaoliu, you're Xiaoliu!" The slightly plump figure ran up to her, stopped, and pointed at her with a big grin.
Su Xiaoliu looked up at Lord Su, hooked the corner of her mouth, and softly said, "Father, it's me."
Lord Su smiled so widely that his eyes were almost slits and said, "Xiaoliu, have you memorized the poem I asked you to recite?"
Su Xiaoliu was slightly stunned. She forced down the pain in her heart, nodded with a smile, and said, "I've memorized it." She pursed her lips and continued, "She does not cross the causeway, I watch her fade away. Who'll share her prime? In moon - lit bowers, in windows red, spring alone knows her way... The river's veiled in mist, the town's filled with catkins light, when plum - rains fall day and night."
The three wives who had finally caught up were leaning on their waists, gasping for breath.
The eldest wife looked at Su Xiaoliu and said, "Xiaoliu, your father is being muddled again. Don't mind him, dear."
Su Xiaoliu nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, I know."
The three wives rushed forward to grab Lord Su who was about to run away again, and left in a noisy manner.
Su Xiaoliu lowered her eyes, gave a faint smile, and walked to her own room.
She pushed open the door, then turned to look at Su Ling who had been following her. Her almond - shaped eyes blinked slightly, and she softly said, "Su Ling, go out first. I want to rest for a while. Call me for dinner later."
Su Ling quickly nodded and said, "Okay."
After Su Ling left, Su Xiaoliu entered the room and closed the door.
She glanced around the room, then walked to the window and sat down on the flower - shaped stool.
Su Xiaoliu picked up the brush beside her, flipped through the few pieces of paper in front of her, dipped it in ink, lowered her eyes, and wrote on it seriously.
Since her father had gone crazy, she couldn't be as stupid as him. So, she had to write down all the important things.
For example, the names of everyone in the Su Mansion, the birthdays of her second and eldest sisters, her own name, her own birthday...
As she was writing, she remembered something, a promise. Her eyes trembled slightly, and she wrote another sentence on the paper with the brush.
She wrote a great deal. The few pieces of paper were almost filled up, and then Su Xiaoliu put down the brush. She folded the stack of papers and put them into the small wooden box beside her.
She took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve and stared at it quietly.
This small porcelain bottle was what she had obtained from Chu Weixin when she went to the Wanku Valley half a month ago.
It had a name, "Forget - All Sorrow".
Once she had scoffed at this medicine, but now she was going to use it to forget all the unforgettable things that had happened in the past.
Her heart had been broken into pieces. She didn't want to keep this memory and regret it for the rest of her life.
She took one last look at the words written on the paper. After making sure she hadn't missed anything, she pulled out the cork of the small porcelain bottle.
There was only one pill inside. Su Xiaoliu poured it into her palm. It was light pink and looked very nice.
Su Xiaoliu's eyelashes trembled. She whispered, "Father, Mother, your daughter is unfilial. I can only escape myself in this way..."
The "Forget - All Sorrow" pill could make one forget all sorrows.
If there was no sorrow, would people be happy?
A look of confusion flashed across Su Xiaoliu's eyes. Suddenly, a pair of beautiful black eyes flashed through her mind.
"I'll give you the whole jianghu..."
That sentence now seemed like a mockery, stabbing deeply into her heart.
After her father had gone crazy, Wang Chengyang and Zuo Jinzhi had also been ousted. Zhong Fengyue had naturally become the leader of the martial arts world.
It turned out that he really could have the whole jianghu.
Su Xiaoliu tugged at the corner of her mouth and smiled weakly.
Taking a deep breath, Su Xiaoliu closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and swallowed the pill in her palm...
The moment Su Xiaoliu swallowed the pill, she suddenly remembered something.
Oh no! What if she forgot where the stack of reminder papers was? Wouldn't she become the second fool in the Su family!
The pill rolled down her throat. At the same time, Su Xiaoliu stared at her eyes in regret...
In the spring of the following year.
In the main hall, Lord Su, who had gained weight, was sitting on the chair at the front. He was smiling and playing with his fingers, looking around from time to time.
Three women in gorgeous robes were standing beside him.
Su Yueru was sitting on one side, frowning unhappily.
The eldest wife looked at Su Yueru and said earnestly, "Yueru, it's time for you to get married. Don't always stay in your room. Do you want to be an old maid and be unable to get married in the future?"
Su Yueru glanced at the eldest wife, pouted, and said, "Mother, I'm already married. I married Yuqing!"
The second and third wives exchanged a look. The third wife sighed and looked at Su Yueru, saying, "Yuqing won't come back. You'd better remarry. Be good and listen to me."
Su Yueru was almost crying. She stubbornly shouted, "No! I only want Yuqing!"
The second wife looked at her, frowned slightly, and said nothing.
Su Yueru looked up at the three wives and said, "Mother, Yuqing will come back. I can't get married. If I do, he won't come back..."
With her innocent tone and serious expression, Su Yueru, the second miss of the Su family, remained the same.
Faint voices came from outside the front hall.
"Third Miss, it's the Lantern Festival today. Let's go to Chang'an Street to watch the lanterns tonight!"
Two figures gradually approached. The maid - like girl in the light pink silk dress was looking at the girl in the green silk dress beside her with bright eyes, talking excitedly as she walked.