The other person looked up, the warm yellow streetlights reflecting on their face, which appeared cool and porcelain-like, like the bright white moonlight.
It is Gongshu Jiruo.
He was dressed in blue, and the wind lifted his robes, like a frost that gathers and disperses.
He looked precisely at the location where Yuwen Sheng was.
From the moment they entered Yongchun, their whereabouts were entirely in his hands.
Yuwen Sheng looked down at him, and he looked back at Yuwen Sheng.
The once bustling street gradually fell silent, the lights grew dimmer and dimmer, until only the dim light leaked from inside the Jinxing Inn remained.
Fallen leaves piled up on the side, and a saw-like figure, resembling a tower, led a group of people whose numbers were difficult to estimate. They slowly surrounded the Jinxing Inn from the shadows like a black tide.
Wei Yao stood at another window, his expression sharp.
At the entrance of Jinxing Inn, the Xuanwu (A) Army stood in formation, guarding the front, their gold weapons still sheathed, indicating a state of vigilance and observation.
The leader was Runtu. His cold and sharp eyes swept over the crowd that surrounded them, giving off an aura that threatened to slaughter anyone who dared to cross the line.
"Yuwen Sheng, you really dare to do this?" Gongshu Jiruo exclaimed.
Yuwen Sheng has a deep-seated grudge against the Julu Kingdom, and also has a feud with the Gongshu family of the Beiyuan Kingdom. So why is he showing up here so openly? Is he arrogant or confident?
Yuwen Sheng turned his head and smiled. He casually draped an outer robe over his shoulders, his brows furrowed in a lazy and nonchalant manner, as if in his eyes, Gongshu Jiruo's threatening actions could not move him.
"How could I refuse your kind invitation, Gongshu Jiruo? After all, I owe your Gongshu family a great favor." His sarcasm was genuine.
Gongshu Jiruo's gaze froze instantly.
He described Gongshu Lan's death as a matter of "human favor," as if he thought that the Gongshu family would just give away Yuwen Sheng's life for nothing.
But remembering Gongshu Lan's persistence and infatuation, Gongshu Jiruo suppressed the urge to argue with him and asked instead, "Who is Gongshu Lan? Do you really not remember?"
Back then, when Gongshu Lan was eight or nine years old, she used the pseudonym Gong Jinlan and was taken by an envoy to the palace of the King of Ye to discuss political affairs. She stayed there for several months, and it is estimated that she met Yuwen Sheng around that time.
Yuwen Sheng smiled slightly, his shadow as alluring as an orchid extending to the corners of his eyes. Beneath the red veil, his pupils also shimmered with a red hue: "Who said I don't remember?"
"You remember?" Gongshu Ji seemed taken aback.
He gently recounted, "Isn't it just that when I was trampled on the ground like a dog by the royal family and had to pick up food, she saw me and casually threw me a bun? Later, perhaps feeling sorry for me, she took advantage of the power and influence of the Gongshu family at the banquet and asked the Ye Kingdom to let me go to the Beiyuan Kingdom with her?"
If Gongshu Ji wasn't stupid, he would naturally understand the nonchalance in Yuwen Sheng's words, or perhaps more accurately, the mockery and disdain.
Indeed, in Gongshu Lan's eyes, that past was something she cherished, precious, and beautiful, but in Yuwen Sheng's heart, it was nothing but disgust and absurdity.
Being overly kind to those who are inherently bad and lack emotional intelligence will only intensify the deeper malice within them.
"She is sincere towards you."
Since the person is already dead, for the sake of her parents, Gongshu Jiruo will only fulfill Gongshu Lan's obsession before her death and tell Yuwen Sheng her feelings.
"Maybe so, but she's too stupid. Her pitiful act is too self-righteous. What does she take me for? A dog? She feeds me a little, says a few nice things about me that don't really matter, and even wants to take me home to keep me. Should I be grateful?"
Seemingly finding it too funny, Yuwen Sheng couldn't help but tilt his head back and laugh. His emotions were unpredictable, sometimes gentle and calm, sometimes twisted and laughing, his shoulders shaking as he laughed.
Back then, because of her recklessness, the Prince of Ye almost thought that she was colluding with foreign enemies and that the Yuwen family and the Gongshu family had a secret alliance. Not to mention the disaster of extermination, she also had to live a difficult life for several years, barely keeping her tail between her legs.
She did all that, and after causing all that trouble, she just walked away as if nothing had happened, leaving him alone in the hell created by the King of Ye. Her sincerity is truly disgusting.
Feeling that the matter had been thoroughly explained and that Zheng Quchi could clear his name and shift the blame for the murder onto Yuwen Sheng, Gongshu Jiruo finally relaxed his expression.
To be honest, he felt no sadness or regret about Gongshu Lan's death.
He even believed that it was all her own fault, that she couldn't tell whether someone was human or demon, and that she had to get involved with Yuwen Sheng, this cancerous tumor.
In any case, he has already repaid all the debts he owed to her parents, so the remaining matter is for the Gongshu family to seek justice, not for him, Gongshu Jiruo.
He said calmly, "The Gongshu family and you will settle this matter yourselves. You didn't come to Julu Yongchun this time because you really intend to join the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild, did you?"
What do you think?
The two were exchanging cryptic messages, which others couldn't understand, but they themselves knew perfectly well what was going on.
Gongshu Jiruo was silent for a moment, then asked, "And her?"
Yuwen Sheng, who had been looking amused and teasing, narrowed his eyes, but then asked in surprise, "Who? Is there anyone beside me, Gongshu Jiruo, whom you need to greet?"
Asking a question you already know the answer to.
Once he left, Fuxian lost its impregnable protection. If Gongshu didn't believe him, would he dare leave Zheng Quchi alone in the perilous Fuxian?
But through this test, he already knew Yuwen Sheng's attitude.
"I'm really looking forward to tomorrow."
I hope she will appear.
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