Shen Youying calculated the time and shook her head, saying, "No need to rush. I live not far from here, and I can come often in the future."
Hearing that Shen Youying's tone suggested she wasn't planning to stay in Qingyan Town, Zhao Meier quickly feigned curiosity and asked, "You live nearby? May I visit you?" As if afraid Shen Youying would misunderstand, she quickly added, "I'm worried that my writing isn't good enough. When I'm finished, I can show it to you in advance so you can take a look."
Shen Youying was about to say that they lived in Chuyun Temple halfway up the mountain when Xue Shen pinched her hand, which was resting on her lap.
She paused, then immediately realized that Chuyun Temple was not open to ordinary people, so she swallowed her words and smiled, "Our house is built on the mountain, and we came here to recuperate. The road up the mountain is narrow and remote, and it's not very safe for a woman like you to go alone."
Judging from her tone, Zhao Meier guessed that the other person's status was probably not low, otherwise there would be no need to be so secretive.
She wisely stopped asking questions and said with a reluctant expression, "Then you must come to town often, Madam. I usually write stories, but there aren't many people I can talk to. It's only because you appreciate my stories so much."
Shen Youying naturally wouldn't refuse.
The three of them sat in the teahouse for a while longer before getting up to leave.
Zhao Meier was originally going to travel with them, but as she left the teahouse, she suddenly saw a woman wearing a bulky jacket and skirt. Her expression changed slightly, and she casually made an excuse to say goodbye to Shen Youying before chasing after the woman.
Xue Shen noticed this and glanced at the accompanying guards.
The guard understood his meaning, deliberately lagged a few steps behind, and silently followed Zhao Meier.
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