When Liang Ye saw Luo Jiu rushing in looking like she had just gotten up and was slightly disheveled, he felt a little surprised.
A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes, and he was about to tease her when he heard a noise coming from behind the curtain.
Thinking of that person's petty nature, she couldn't help but shudder, feeling the fear of being dominated by the Great Demon King. Seeing that Luo Jiu was still tugging at her clothes, she quickly brushed her away and stood a little further away.
Xiao Zhuo stepped out from behind the curtain and saw Luo Jiu standing there in a daze, and his heart warmed.
"Jiu'er, come here."
Upon hearing the sound, Luo Jiu reacted faster than her brain, immediately throwing herself into the arms of the person who had come.
Smelling the faint aroma of wine emanating from him, Luo Jiu realized what she had unconsciously done, and a blush of embarrassment spread across her face.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhuo affectionately tapped Luo Jiu's forehead and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.
Meanwhile, Liang Ye, an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire, was inexplicably fed a huge amount of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), to the point of feeling utterly depressed.
"You were the one who did what happened to Luo Chentian, weren't you?" Luo Jiu calmed down and then remembered why she had come.
"Yes, I promised you I would help you cure your eyes."
Xiao Zhuo looked at Luo Jiu's eyes, which were covered by white silk, and a trace of pain still flashed in his eyes.
Why did my wonderful little Jiu'er lose her eyes to see the world because of those selfish and vicious people? She should have been enjoying all the beauty of this world.
After hearing this, Luo Jiu felt a surge of warmth. So this is what it feels like to be cared for and cherished.
She couldn't help but cup Xiao Zhuo's face and kiss those lips she had imagined so many times.
This was the first time Luo Jiu had willingly wanted to kiss this man who cared so much about her.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have reached 100% progress in conquering the male lead. Side quest progress is 70%.]
Hearing the system notification, Luo Jiu was momentarily stunned. Had the battle already ended?
She involuntarily gripped Xiao Zhuo's robe tightly, still somewhat incredulous that this man, who always spoke so casually, had actually placed her so dearly in his heart.
Although he couldn't see Luo Jiu's eyes, Xiao Zhuo still sensed that something was wrong with Luo Jiu at that moment.
Enthusiasm, nervousness, and a touch of confusion.
"Hey, hey, can you guys be a little more mindful?" Liang Ye was about to complain when Xiao Zhuo gave him a look, and he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"What?" Luo Jiu asked, somewhat puzzled.
"So... Mo Huaiyu hasn't been found yet, right? You guys could... um, think of a way, but don't do this..."
They're being all lovey-dovey; there are still people here, okay?
Although Luo Jiu couldn't see, she could still imagine Xiao Zhuo's embarrassed state and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Mo Huaiyu?"
"The doctor who takes your pulse every month, we've already..."
Xiao Zhuo led Luo Jiu to sit down and recounted the events of the previous night in detail.
After he finished speaking, there was a long silence.
Luo Jiu hung her head, motionless, lost in thought.
Xiao Zhuo looked at her, feeling somewhat distressed. He truly couldn't understand why there would be such a heartless father, willing to sell such a good daughter in exchange for that fleeting, illusory wealth and glory, which would ultimately be nothing but a pipe dream.
He took Luo Jiu's slightly cold fingers in his hand and said gently:
"Jiu'er, I'm here."
I'm here.
They abandoned you, sold you, and humiliated you; I will help you get revenge.
I can help heal your inner unease, confusion, and timidity.
What you don't want to think about, I'll think about for you; what you don't want to do, I'll do for you.
As long as I'm here, no one will bully you anymore. You don't have to worry about anyone; just be yourself and be happy.
Although she couldn't see it, Luo Jiu still felt Xiao Zhuo's solemn promise.
Those three words deeply shocked Luo Jiu. It wasn't just "I love you"—empty words of love couldn't compare to his unwavering willingness to give everything for her.
You can play, make trouble, and cause as much trouble as you want... because you know there are people behind you who will clean up your messes.
Because he gave you the confidence to live the life you want to be.
It turns out that love can be so simple.
For the first time, Luo Jiu desperately wanted to cure her eyes because she wanted to see what the man in front of her looked like and wanted to remember his voice and appearance firmly in her heart.
And then... I'll cherish it for a lifetime.
That night, just as Xiao Zhuo had put Luo Jiu to sleep, Liang Ye sent someone to tell Xiao Zhuo that a new discovery had been made in the Luo family's secret passage.
"Look, this is it." Ye Qian pointed to a small collapsed area in the middle of the corridor and said to Xiao Zhuo.
Xiao Zhuo stepped forward and probed his finger into the crack in the stone. The groove in the wall was somewhat soft, but the wear marks on it were very smooth, so it was probably not recently made.
He groped around to the side and pressed down hard into a small crevice.
A small secret passage appeared before them.
Xiao Zhuo smiled upon seeing this.
In ancient times, when craftsmen dug tombs for emperors, they would usually leave a small secret passage in the tomb to prevent it from being locked from the exit and buried with the emperor.
Unexpectedly, there was such a "secret" in the Prime Minister's residence. This really made things convenient for Mo Huaiyu.
"General Ye, continuing the search is troublesome."
After leaving the Prime Minister's residence, Xiao Zhuo seemed to remember something and hurriedly headed towards Jing'an Temple.
“Benefactor Xiao, Master Yuankong has been waiting in the hall for quite some time.”
It was the same little novice monk from last time, wearing a gray-blue robe, bowing slightly to Xiao Zhuo, as if he knew he would come and was waiting here in advance.
This is a rather ancient temple. As soon as you step inside, you are overwhelmed by a profound sense of solemnity and history.
The old monk knelt on the prayer mat, unusually dressed in a bright yellow robe, and tapped the wooden fish in front of him repeatedly.
"Thump thump... thump thump..."
The sound of the wooden fish filled the entire spacious hall, and a strong sense of Zen washed over Xiao Zhuo, reminding him of his childhood.
The old monk was always very easygoing, like a playful old man, and didn't try to control Xiao Zhuo in everything.
Only on that one occasion, he was playful and scribbled on the monks' precious scriptures, for which he was punished by kneeling before the Buddha to repent. That was the first time he had been punished.
Young Xiao Zhuo was punished by being made to kneel in the cold temple. He was initially very angry and confused, and wanted to run away.
However, each time, the old monk would catch him and bring him back. Later, to prevent Xiao Zhuo from causing trouble, the old monk, just like today, knelt on the prayer mat with him. The wooden fish in his hands made a thumping sound.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhuo was deeply moved and silently knelt on the prayer mat, waiting for the old monk to speak.
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