"It's all your fault!" Feng Guang retorted angrily. "What happened to the promise to strengthen security? As a result, that Nangong Li came and went freely in the Tang Clan and even captured me. He took me to a secret room and wanted to use me as a human shield. Luckily, Xue Ran saved me, otherwise I would have died in your Tang Clan today!"

"This... is due to the Tang Sect's lax supervision." Shan Ya wasn't good at dealing with people with this kind of spoiled princess temperament, so he could only answer whatever they said.

Feng Guang continued, "On my very first day at your Tang Clan, I was captured twice by Nangong Li. Hall Master Shan, if I didn't know that your Tang Clan are all righteous people, I would have suspected that you have a traitor from the Demonic Sect. Look at how easily Nangong Li can break into your forbidden area time and time again. If word got out, people would find it strange."

Dan Ya was silent for a while. "I am in charge of arranging the patrols and guard duty for the Tang Clan. It was my fault that Miss Xia was frightened. Please do not blame the Tang Clan."

"I didn't blame you, I just wanted to vent." Seeing his humble way of admitting his mistake, and remembering how he was ostracized because he was an outsider, she felt a pang of sympathy.

"Master Shan is dedicated to his duties, as everyone can see," Xue Ran said to ease the tension. She then turned to Feng Guang and said, "Let's go back first. Miss Xia, you need to change into some dry clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

She nodded.

The two of them walked out of the bamboo forest, with Shan Ya following behind them, looking at Xue Ran's back with a complicated expression.

Back in her room, Feng Guang changed her clothes, drank the ginger soup Xue Ran brought her, and then snuggled into bed and fell asleep. Today, she had first gotten lost in the bamboo forest and was threatened with death by Nangong Li, then she had to run for half an hour because she had offended Qing Yu, and then she hadn't eaten dinner and was dragged by Nangong Li to walk through the Tang Sect's secret chamber. In just one day, she had experienced so much and was already exhausted. As soon as she got into bed, she fell asleep without thinking about anything.

She slept until the afternoon of the next day, when Qingyu woke her up again to take her medicine.

Qingyu placed the food on the table in her room one by one. "This is what Master left for you. I don't know if he went to steal something in the middle of the night and only got up now."

"Qingyu, do you think the only way to stay up all night is to become a thief?" Fengguang put down the medicine bowl, took a bite of osmanthus cake, and then ate a mouthful of rice.

Qingyu didn't understand her strange food combination, and he said with great disdain, "If you weren't going to steal, what were you doing?"

“It’s dark and windy at night, and sleeping alone can feel empty, so…” she said mysteriously, “clever people invented sports that can only be played at night.”

Although this sport has now expanded to include daytime activities.

Qingyu didn't understand, "What kind of sport is it?"

"The name of this sport is..." she chuckled lewdly, "Hehehe."

Qingyu looked bewildered, but her intuition told her that if she could laugh so lewdly, it couldn't be anything good.

Feng Guang glanced at him and said, "If you still don't understand, go ask your senior sister. Aren't you two very close?"

Did they really think she had forgotten about how she and her fellow disciples plotted against her?

Qingyu opened his mouth but no sound came out. He unconsciously clutched the hem of his clothes, looking hesitant.

"What? Your senior sister is with that Yi Wushang now, don't you want to be a third wheel?" She took a sip of soup, not even looking at him, and said sarcastic remarks with a relaxed attitude.

Xue Ran knew she couldn't get up, so she left food for her. Such a warm-hearted man is someone she definitely wants to win over.

"sorry……"

"Huh?" She stopped holding the spoon at her lips. Had she misheard that seemingly faint sound?

Seeing that she was staring at him blankly, as if she suspected that something was wrong with him, Qingyu felt his face burning and couldn't help but run out of the room.