Upon hearing this, Li Changsi turned around and looked at him coldly.
Bai Zhuo felt frostbitten by the coldness between her eyebrows and eyes. He felt that even the cold winter in the north was not as piercing as her gaze. However, that feeling was fleeting. Li Changsi said coldly and lazily, "Teacher Bai, do you have a habit of peeping at people's love affairs?"
Bai Zhuo was speechless. He was a bit stubborn and had an almost crazy obsession with things he couldn't get.
I want to let go, but I feel unwilling to do so.
He came from a prominent family, possessing power, status, wealth, and good looks. She had clearly been so fond of him before, so why had she given up on him? Was he inferior to Lu Qi? This not only dented his pride but also aroused his competitive spirit.
"Are you seeking revenge against me, Li Changsi? For those three years I ignored you and never responded? How long will this revenge last?"
Bai Zhuo approached her and looked down at the black jacket she was wearing. It was Lu Qi's, and it had a scent that didn't belong to her.
Li Changsi looked at him strangely, seeing the desire to win in his eyes. She suddenly understood his state of mind. She had met a madman like him in her past life. Born into a military family, he commanded a large army and treated all women as playthings. She had also encountered him in that time, trying to compete with her brothers.
But that person wanted too much and was too greedy, which made her sick, so she cut off the connection. Later, that madman completely stood against her and set up the most vicious game.
She nearly died at his hands.
This kind of person is very scary when he goes crazy.
Li Changsi raised his eyelids and said coldly, "Bai Zhuo, what do you want? A woman's admiring gaze? A world centered on your will? Or what you call dating? Do you understand me? Do you know my past?"
Even if I were to be with you, would you be satisfied? You would only be curious and looking for the next goal, just like you are in Go and your acting career. All you want is to constantly satisfy your vanity and possessiveness.
You could have told Lu Qi that he was just a stand-in, but some people don't even qualify as stand-ins."
After she finished speaking, without looking at Bai Zhuo's handsome face, she went back. When she passed by the swing in the yard, she glanced at Song Xingyue.
Song Xingyue's face was pale and her expression was sad. It was unknown how much she had heard.
It's unfortunate enough that she meets such a male protagonist. I just hope she can figure out the mystery and find her own way.
Li Changsi sighed softly. In her previous life, she was even more paranoid and crazy than Bai Zhuo. Now that she thought about it, that man's hatred for her was definitely not without reason. That was why he later buried all the tenderness that belonged to their relationship. After the confrontation in autumn that year, he completely exiled her and took in a little princess from the imperial palace as his disciple.
They both came from the cold palace, were both ignored, and were both loved.
Lan Jingxing was just telling her in this way that she was never unique, and everything he gave her could also be given to others.
He just felt sorry for those girls who were born in the cold palace, were weak and helpless, and were about to die in the hands of corrupt power.
That night in April was just an accident.
After Li Changsi returned to her room, she was in a very bad mood. She thought of a person who was buried in her memory deep in the endless darkness. That person shattered all her dreams and made her frustrated, embarrassed, and even ridiculous. That person was her nineteenth sister, Li Chaolu.
The appearance of Li Chaolu caused a complete break between her and Lan Jingxing.
In her previous life, she was probably a vicious cannon fodder female supporting role. After her death, perhaps Lan Jingxing would give all his tenderness to her nineteenth sister, just as he cared for her in the past. In winter and winter, there were still two people in Guoyun Mountain, but one of them was no longer her.
Because Bai Zhuo brought back bad memories, Li Changsi slept very poorly at night, and her dreams drowned her like a tide.
"Have you heard? Mr. Xunlu wants to accept another disciple. Who will be so lucky?"
"Didn't you already accept the Eleventh Prince as your disciple, sir? Why would you accept another disciple?"
"Hush, keep your voice down. I heard that the master has long been dissatisfied with the Eleventh Princess. Last time, he reprimanded the princess for the night pearl incident and forbade her from going to Solitary Cloud Mountain for half a year. They say that the Eleventh Princess is about to fall out of favor."
"I've heard that too. Your Highness was just a little princess in the cold palace back then. She was able to rise above her fate after being accepted as a disciple by Mr. Xunlu. Now she's about to be reduced to her original form."
"His Highness the Eleventh Prince has been in power for many years. It won't be that easy for him to fall."
"You know what? His Highness the Eleventh Prince has been relying on Mr. Xunlu to bully others all these years. He will soon lose his power."
The palace maids were talking about it, and when they saw her procession, they were so scared that they fell to the ground.
She didn't even glance at the palace maids. This was how the imperial palace was. One could be in power today, but could be left dead in the wilderness tomorrow. There was no certainty.
"Your Highness, Mr. Xunlu has entered the palace."
She dismounted the ceremonial procession, drove away everyone, and walked all the way from Changxin Palace to the cold palace. She walked so fast that her skirt fluttered like fallen spring flowers in the courtyard.
She met Lan Jingxing outside the palace gate and the long street. He was dressed in blue and had an indifferent look. He was holding the hand of a young girl in tattered clothes, and behind him followed a group of eunuchs and palace maids.
The girl's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to hers, and they both had Li's blood.
"Your Highness the Eleventh, this is the Nineteenth Princess, who has just been accepted as a disciple by Mr. Xunlu."
"Everyone, step back." She stood on the long street at the palace gate in winter, feeling bitingly cold in the cold wind. She raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingxing coldly.
The palace servants retreated in panic, leaving only her and Lan Jingxing on the long street.
Her nineteenth sister shrank back behind him in fear and timidly called out, "Chaolu greets eleventh sister."
What a delicate morning dew flower.
The corners of her lips curled up in sarcasm, her eyes half closed, and she heard her own cold voice: "Sir, why didn't you inform Changsi when you entered the palace? Changsi could have come to pick you up."
That day on Lonely Cloud Mountain, she raised her eyes and asked him if he wanted to kill her. Lan Jingxing just closed his eyes, stood up with restraint and indifference, waved his sleeves and said, "Go away, don't go back to Lonely Cloud Mountain."
She sneered: "Then why did you cancel my engagement with the Minister of the Central Secretariat, Lan Jingxing? You can't bear to see me get married, right? That night in April..."
"I was the one who wronged you that night. I can't promise you anything. You've used the power I could give you well over the years. Your Highness, what else do you want from me?"
She angrily smashed his chess pot, sending all the black and white pieces tumbling into the dirt of the courtyard, then turned and descended Solitary Cloud Mountain. The next time they met, he would be in the palace recruiting disciples.
Lan Jingxing gently comforted the frightened little girl and said in a cold and distant tone: "We are only entering the palace to recruit disciples. We will leave the palace soon. Your Highness the Eleventh Prince does not need to worry about it."
"Live in Guoyun Mountain?" She looked down at her nineteenth sister. She was really pretty, timid and weak, which could arouse people's desire to protect her. She was like this in her youth, the best at pretending to be weak and coaxing people around. Later, she became cold, hard and proud like a knife.
"Yeah." Lan Jingxing nodded lightly, without looking at her, but just passed by her holding the little princess's hand.
Her body was stiff, her eyes stinging, and it took all her strength not to stop him. She asked him why he accepted her as a disciple, why he let her live in Guyun Mountain? Why was he so cold and indifferent, severing the last ties between them?
With the last glimmer of hope, she humbly looked back at him, silently praying in her heart, as long as he looked back at her, she would forgive him and go back to Guoyun Mountain with him, even if it was just the simplest master-disciple relationship.
However, he was determined. He took the chosen girl by the hand, walked through the long street, and after Qingyi disappeared into the red palace wall, he completely abandoned her in the cannibalistic imperial palace.
That back seemed to be saying, Your Highness Changsi, you will have to walk the future alone.
She stood beneath the palace wall until the first snow of winter fell, covering the icy streets. Without looking back, she walked along the long street back to Changxin Palace, watching the snow fall heavier and heavier until it covered the palace, and then, trembling all over, she went to grind ink.
She made countless mistakes writing on the flowery paper before finally, stroke by stroke, she completed the character "Jue" and sent it to Lonely Cloud Mountain. The promise of the first snow had been broken. From now on, whether she lived or died, sick or in pain, it had nothing to do with him anymore.
Lan Jingxing did not reply to the letter. Later, she heard that he was teaching his new disciples carefully in Guoyun Mountain, and was very obedient to the Nineteenth Princess. He often took her down the mountain, saying that the mountain was quiet and cool, while the smell of fireworks was strong at the foot of the mountain, which was suitable for the lively and lovely little princess to grow up.
The day she heard the rumor, she sat in Changsheng Palace all night. The next day, she forced her father, who had ignored state affairs, to abdicate the throne and took control of the government.
Her father and brother went to Guoyun Mountain crying. She waited for him for a whole day, but he didn't come. Then she finally understood that on that night in April, Lan Jingxing gave her supreme power.
He never wanted to see her again in his life. She finally became disheartened, thinking that the love she had in her youth was like the ash in the incense burner, burned out and dissipated, irretrievable.
Li Changsi woke up in the middle of the night and found that it was snowing outside the B&B. The snowflakes were falling as heavy as the snow on Changjie that year.
She got up and put on her down jacket. The man's coat fell on the carpet. The black soft material and the light fur collar were stained with dust. The coat still retained the cool scent of the man.
Her anger dissipated a little, she picked up Lu Qi's coat and walked out of the room.
The small town was still asleep at four or five in the morning. A thin layer of snow covered the ground, and the world was white with frost everywhere. She didn't hold an umbrella, but wrapped herself in a thick down jacket and took Lu Qi's coat as she left the B&B.
There was no one on the street, only the dim street lights were still on.
Lu Qi was a light sleeper and woke up when he heard a knock on the door. It was a very light sound, like a woodpecker pecking at a tree, which only lasted for a moment and then stopped.
He turned on the night light beside the bed and looked at his mobile phone. At 4:30 in the morning, Song Mao sent a message: Sir, the surveillance shows that Miss Changsi is outside.
At this point, Song Mao was awakened by the surveillance camera and thought something had happened. But when he saw that it was Li Changsi, he was immediately shocked. He didn't dare to wake up his husband, but he didn't dare not wake him up either, so he had to bite the bullet and send a message.
Lu Qi found his glasses on the bedside table and put them on. He put on his pajamas and opened the door. He saw Li Changsi sitting under the eaves watching the snow. She was only wearing a large down jacket with a pajamas underneath and slippers. Her little face was pale from the cold. When she saw him open the door and glanced at him, she looked like an expressionless porcelain doll that would break if touched.
Lu Qi didn't have a bad temper when he woke up, but at this moment, he felt a trace of uncontrollable anger surging in his chest. He reached out and touched her cold little face, brought her into the room, and without saying a word, he took off her down jacket that was wet with snowflakes, and said in a deep voice, "Go to bed."
Li Changsi didn't move.
Seeing that her big black eyes were devoid of any emotion and filled with anger, Lu Qi sighed softly, carried her to the bed, and wrapped her tightly in the quilt. His voice softened a bit: "Don't move. I'll go get you a hot towel."
It was snowing so heavily, but he just ran here without even an umbrella.
Lu Qi sent a message to Song Mao to make a cup of ginger tea and send it over. He found a clean towel, soaked it in hot water, and walked into the bedroom. Li Changsi was sleeping obediently in his quilt, maintaining his previous posture without moving at all.
He wiped her frozen little face and hands with a hot towel, then changed to another hot towel and wiped her feet. She finally responded.
"Lu Qi?" His voice was hoarse and hesitant, as if he was sleepwalking.
"Well, my feet are frostbitten. Warm them up with a hot towel." Lu Qi's eyes were serious. Her skin was snow-white without a trace of blemish, and her ten snow-white little toes were terribly frozen.
Li Changsi didn't say anything else.
Song Mao quickly brought over the ginger tea. Because it was too early, he brewed it himself. Fortunately, before leaving, considering the cold weather here, he had prepared plenty of ginger tea bags. He just used a few bags and boiled them in hot water.
"Sir, has something happened?" Song Mao was nervous. Li Changsi had come running in so early in the morning, and there was something unusual about her. If she wasn't feeling well, then the gentleman must be feeling well too. Damn it, could she have been provoked by some anti-fans?
"Go back to sleep first. I'll call you if there's anything. Have breakfast early."
"yes."
Lu Qi brought the ginger tea into the bedroom. Seeing that the temperature in the room had returned to normal, her face regained its color and was no longer as pale as before. Feeling a little relieved, she whispered, "Changsi? Get up and drink the ginger tea to prevent you from catching a cold."
Li Changsi's frozen body regained consciousness, her thick and curled eyelashes trembled, and she got up to drink ginger tea. The ginger tea had a strong flavor, the same one she got in the supply bag, homemade and not for sale, so he was the sponsor of the fourth episode of the wilderness survival variety show.
After drinking a cup of ginger tea, Li Changsi felt as if the coldness deep in his heart had been driven away. He called out gloomily, "Lu Qi."
She didn't know how she came here.
Waking from that bone-chilling memory, she realized the vastness of the world. She wondered where in the world truly belonged to her. Was it the Changxin Palace, filled with rare treasures? She died quietly and alone in Changxin Palace.
Is it the small apartment in Jingcheng? That belonged to the original heroine, not hers.
She had no choice but to leave the B&B and walk in the snow to find her own place, and then she came here.
She hadn't meant to wake him up. She had never been a delicate person, though perhaps she had been, and she had also cultivated an invulnerable heart amidst the endless indifference and darkness.
"Yeah, I'm here. Are you having a nightmare again?" Lu Qi's voice was low. The last time she woke up from a nightmare, her whole body was cold. What should she do if she was no longer there?
Lu Qi wiped her hair with a dry towel. Seeing that she was still listless, he said nothing. He went to bed and held her in his arms, saying softly, "Are you warm now?"
Li Changsi nodded, regained his senses, and sighed softly.
She had never lost her composure like this, even when she died in her previous life. As expected, after dying once, her mind had become increasingly weak.
"Next time, call me to pick you up. Don't run out alone in your pajamas, Li Changsi. This is not Jingcheng! It's very dangerous for a woman to be alone outside." Seeing that she had woken up, Lu Qi pursed his thin lips into a line and began to lecture her.
"Oh." She responded weakly. She was not that weak. Ordinary people could not hurt her. She just wanted to see him.
She felt like a scumbag. Every time she was tortured by her past life in her dreams, she would come to Lu Qi for warmth. How could he be so gentle?
The same face, but completely different personalities.
If she had met him first, she would have been attracted to him.
"Lu Qi, why do you want to fall in love with me?" She felt a little hot and kicked the quilt. Just as she took her hand out, the man ruthlessly stuffed it back into the quilt.
"Have you ever been in love before?" She gently hooked his little finger. His hands were slender and strong, with distinct joints. They were a pair of hands that were good at playing musical instruments.
Lu Qi's body stiffened slightly. He didn't like strangers getting close to him, and she was the first person who could get close to him. In his 29 years of life, he never knew he could tolerate her getting so close to him. It was as if a voice in his heart told him, it's her!
All the persistence and waiting seem to be for this moment of reunion.
"No."
Li Changsi laughed softly. He was such a gentle and warm person. How could such a person have a murderous mole at the corner of his eye?
Li Changsi gently tugged at his sleeve: "Come closer."
Lu Qi: “…”
He lowered his head and saw her reaching out to touch the small mole at the corner of his eye. A piercing pain and coldness came from the place that had never been touched by anyone, and the murderous intent that roared in almost drowned him.
This strange touch flashed by, and Lu Qi frowned. Seeing her rubbing the corners of her eyes, he no longer felt the piercing pain as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart.
"Hurt?" Li Changsi saw his body tremble uncontrollably. Was it because her hand was too cold, or was this his sensitive area?
Why do some people have sensitive areas at the corners of their eyes?
Li Changsi smiled and touched the corner of his eyes again.
Lu Qi: “…”
"Fun?" The man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Li Changsi noticed his aura change and quickly retracted his hand. With a hint of sleepiness, he lazily said, "It was very sexy, so I touched you a couple more times."
Lu Qi: Then touch it a few more times.
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