This was the most explicit expression he could think of.
Even the most obtuse Zheng Quchi could sense that his act of helping had gone a bit too far. Even if he was grateful for their life-saving grace, there was no need for him to be so overly respectful.
She's a liar now, but she'll lie about anything except people's feelings.
"You...have you misunderstood something?" she asked.
Gongshu Jiruo was taken aback: "What?"
Zheng Quchi took a deep breath, trying to express his thoughts as tactfully as possible: "I... just found out I was tricked into a fake marriage, and I'm very hurt, so I absolutely will not have anything with anyone else for the time being..."
“You’ve misunderstood,” Gongshu Jiru interrupted her, his expression cold. “I don’t have that idea for the time being either.”
When Zheng Quchi heard him say that, she thought she had been being sensitive and had misunderstood. She patted her chest and said, "Oh, that's good."
Gongshu Jiruo was filled with bitterness but had nowhere to vent it. Although his actions had created a rift between Zheng Quchi and Yuwen Sheng, he had clearly dug a hole for himself.
Seeing her relieved expression, he squeezed the teacup in his hand and added, "However, if you ever have any ideas, you can let me know, and I... can find you a suitable husband."
Zheng Quchi waved his hand: "We'll talk about that later."
"So what kind do you like?" He took the opportunity to find out her preferences.
It's beautiful.
But the range of attractiveness is too broad, and she worried that he might associate her with someone else. To be on the safe side, she deliberately said, "I haven't figured out what kind of person you like yet, but I don't like people with a perpetually cold and aloof face. I like people who look..."
She paused halfway through her sentence, her face scrunching up, clearly thinking of someone unpleasant.
Gongshu Jiruo looked stunned.
I don't like people with a cold, aloof face... so is that him?
He frowned and thought for a moment, then realized... no.
——
After Gongshu Jiruo finished his dinner with Zheng Quchi, he escorted her back and returned to his residence, where he met Mi Ku, who was waiting for him.
Miku's eyes swept over him a few times, and he asked in surprise, "Isn't this the one who's in big trouble? Why do you have such a cold and sullen face?"
Upon hearing the word "cold," Gongshu Jiruo's back tensed up.
"Is my face cold?" He looked over abruptly.
"...What are you angry about?" Mi Ku asked, puzzled.
After a moment of silence, Gongshu Jiruo said in a sinister tone, "We shouldn't have planted bamboo in this temple in the first place. Perhaps we should have planted more peach trees instead, and it wouldn't be so lush and unsightly in spring."
Mi Ku also had this thought: "That's true. Bamboo is cool and refreshing, and peach blossoms herald spring. Nowadays, the men and women down the mountain believe in this. Those who seek marriage all go to the Peach Blossom Temple on the next mountain. I heard it's very effective."
He lamented, "How many fewer pilgrims will there be now?"
"really?"
Seeing his thoughtful expression, Mi Ku sensed something was wrong: "You've suddenly become interested in this? Could it be that..."
Gongshu Jiruo immediately said, "You've found Yuwen Sheng? Have you thought about how to explain this to the King of Julu? If Moye comes, have you thought about how you'll peacefully coexist with this reckless person?"
Upon hearing these things, Mi Ku's face immediately turned even more bitter: "...You're ruthless enough, but you should also heed this monk's advice: those who are cold-faced and ruthless are only suited for careers. They should refrain from having any thoughts about matters of the heart, lest they end up only causing themselves heartbreak."
Gongshu Ruo heard this and his face turned even colder: "You're just a fake monk, so you should mind your own business."
After saying that, he went inside decisively, locked the door, and turned away his guests.
"Why won't you listen to advice? Since ancient times, the harmony of Yin and Yang has brought forth all things, but you insist on going down that crooked path."
Mi Ku shook his head.
Although he and Gongshu Jiruo were not friends, they had known each other for more than ten years and were quite familiar with each other.
As for why they can't be friends despite knowing each other for so long, it's simply because they both have personalities that make it difficult for them to accept other people's opinions. They are both people who don't listen to advice and insist on going down a dark path together.
Although they weren't friends and often argued over disagreements, he still hoped that Buddha would bless him.
——
That night, Zheng Quchi couldn't fall asleep after returning to his room. The more he thought about it, the angrier and more upset he became.
"Yuwen Sheng, you dog of a man! Since we're not even married, when I said I wanted a divorce, you said that in the Yuwen family, there's only death, no living separation. You're just trying to scare me!"
She pounded the bed, cursing through gritted teeth.
"That's good, I've found the evidence, you can't fool me anymore. After I explain everything to you, we'll..."
She puffed out her cheeks, took out the phoenix bracelet hanging around her neck, and shook it: "No more connection!"
After venting her frustrations, she sprawled out on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. She cleared her mind of all distractions and silently began to consider leaving the next day.
"It's a pity I don't have a topographical map of this area, otherwise..."
She suddenly sat up again.
She realized she hadn't checked Yuwen Sheng's room yet, just in case he had left any clues...
I'm leaving Wujue Temple tomorrow, and if I don't check it out tonight, I'll miss my chance.
She sneaked in under the cover of darkness. She knew that Mi Ku and the others must have thoroughly searched the room, and any suspicious items would probably have been taken away, but what if something was missed?
As soon as she entered the room, she touched the table, but not only did her hands get covered in dust, she also got pricked by a splinter on the wood.
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