A worried look appeared on Gu Juechen's face with clear contours and skin as white as porcelain, and a layer of white mist appeared between his eyes, which were originally as black as obsidian.

He stretched out his jade hand and touched Jingyi's forehead with the back of his hand.

Jing Yi then grabbed his arm and said timidly, "Ah Gu, I'm a little hungry."

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you."

Gu Juechen then quickly left the room.

Now he had no choice but to make Jingyi's favorite lotus soup by himself.

Only he can make this meal, no one else has the patience to prepare this delicacy.

In order to make Jingyi happy, he had to do it himself to make the beauty smile.

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Seeing Gu Juechen walking away, Jing Yi leaned forward and then leaned on the bed.

"Come out!"

"Oh, I didn't expect that Master Xuan's eyes were still so sharp. Even the lone soldier didn't notice my presence, but how come he discovered me now? Boring."

A handsome gentleman in white clothes, holding a palm-leaf fan in one hand and pretending to be a scholar, walked out from the corner of the room.

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"He just didn't notice you. Who are you and why are you following me?"

The man secretly raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Yi in surprise.

"How did you know? I didn't reveal anything, yet you still found out. Oh, this is so boring and meaningless. It's a pity that I went to so much trouble."

Jing Yi didn't want to listen to his nonsense, as he couldn't get to the point for a long time. This person just kept hiding in the dark, but for some reason, Jing Yi could feel that someone was following her.

The terrifying thing was that even Gu Juechen couldn't sense someone's presence, but he could feel it.

"Master Xuan, I was just passing by. There's no reason for me to follow you. But look, even the wise Gu Juechen couldn't detect me. How could you detect me in your current state?

It's just a foolish dream."

Jing Yi looked at the man's face and smiled faintly. She didn't know why the man looked arrogant and rude, but that face seemed to be hiding something. That look was just a pretense. He exuded the aura of a child from the inside out.

"Okay, stop pretending. What are you following me for?"

The man had a dazed look on his face, looking at Jing Yi in disbelief. The palm-leaf fan in his hand closed with a clang. He stared at Jing Yi with wide eyes and approached her, looking around at the beautiful Xuan Lord.

Looking left and right, there was no sign of his spiritual power recovering at all. How on earth did he discover his existence? It was really hard to understand.

"Alright, just tell me why you're following me. You look like you're only about sixteen or seventeen. Aren't you a playboy from a wealthy family?"

These words made the man in front of him even more confused as to whether he had done something wrong. Why was this man's words so sharp?

Am I really that bad? It's so boring that I can be seen through so easily.

"Why is that? You're talking the same as before. Sister Jingyi, you haven't been here for so many years. Where have you been? It's so hard for me to find you."

Jing Yi looked confused. She really didn't know the person in front of her, but she had a sense of familiarity with him.