Chapter 61 Chapter 61 (Part 2) People are still watching,...
"My choice?" Gu Huaijin smiled.
"That's right." Heng Huang nodded.
Gu Zhi actually sneered.
Heng Huang had known Gu Zhi for a long time, but had never seen him smile like that.
Cold, disdainful, sarcastic, and a little bit... disgusted.
He has always been meticulous and considerate. Over the years, she has never seen him dislike anyone so obviously.
The only time was with her, his childhood sweetheart.
Gu Zhi smiled, but his smile was distant and cold. "Some things, I have actually already explained to Sect Leader Heng long ago. However, due to our long-standing acquaintance, I was afraid of offending the young lady, so I didn't say it to her face. However, it seems that Sect Leader Heng loves his daughter very much... In that case, I have no choice but to explain it more clearly."
Heng Huang was stunned for a moment, standing there, even his face twitching slightly.
"Gu has only a friendship for Miss Heng. If I had to elaborate, it's simply that the Hengshan and Tianshan people have a deep bond for generations, akin to a sibling relationship. As for anything else, I don't have any."
In front of dozens of servants and guards from Muxueyuan, more than ten household servants from Hengshan, and Nan Qiongshuang, whose knees were covered in mud, Gu Zhi nodded politely and said word by word:
"Girl, I'm afraid you're overthinking it."
Surrounded by the crowd, dressed in gorgeous embroidery and jewels, Heng Huang stood under the sunlight, feeling as if he had been slapped in the face for no reason.
In this yard, everyone heard the words "Brother Jin has always indulged me".
"You two are my guests. Since we are all guests, there is no distinction between high and low. I hope Miss Heng will stop using status as an excuse. Whether it's humiliation or beatings, I don't want to see these things again. If you see it again, my good temper will end here. I hope Miss Heng will respect my guests more and treat me as well."
"Besides, Muxueyuan is where I live. It's not a good place for hiking. If you want to hike, you might as well go to Fuguang Valley or Yuhuan Terrace. There's really nothing to see here."
After saying that, he embraced Nan Qiong Shuang and turned back to the house.
The door slowly closed. Nan Qiongshuang looked out from the carved window lattice and saw Heng Huang still standing in the middle of the yard, refusing to give up. His eyes were sinister and unwilling, and even his breathing was not good. He was just like a resentful snake.
"Sir, you offended her in front of so many people. Aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"
"What can I do, Jiaojiao?" Heng Huang was outside the window. He couldn't go over and hug her, so he could only hold her arm and stroke it with his thumb. "Are you going to let her bully you? I don't want to tolerate her temper anymore."
"That's not necessary. It's just a few slaps at most. What can she do to me?" She lowered her eyes and uttered the tried-and-true motto, "I don't want to embarrass you, sir."
Gu Zhi even breathed more slowly and closed his eyes.
After a long silence, he sighed, "It's my fault. I let her chase me up the mountain."
He walked to her side and looked at her muddy knees. "How long have you been kneeling? Why did you kneel down when she told you to? Couldn't you wait for me?"
As he spoke, he naturally took her hand.
She said, "I didn't kneel for long. I just knelt down and you came. How come you came so timely?"
He pulled her arm up a little, and when she turned around, she saw Heng Huang standing in the middle of the yard, looking at her gloomily and meeting her gaze.
She pulled her hand out calmly: "Miss Heng is still watching outside."
He said, "Don't worry about her. I just came back because Aliang sent someone to inform me that something happened in the courtyard. I have to go back soon. Come here, Jiaojiao."
She glanced into the yard again: "Miss Heng is still outside, she's still looking at me."
Outside the window, Heng Huang and Nan Qiong Shuang looked at each other from afar through the flowered windows and leaves.
That look was filled with hostility and murderous intent.
Suddenly, someone picked up a strand of her hair, put it on her lips and kissed it gently.
She was stunned for a moment, and felt Heng Huang's gaze outside the window, burning her face like a branding iron.
People are still watching, what are you kissing here? She pulled the hair out of his palm.
Gu Huaijin was still not satisfied and asked softly, "Where's the fan?"
"Fan, fan, what fan?" She glanced out the window. Heng Huang was still looking at her. Gu Huaijin went to her bedside and brought back the folding fan. With his bony, jade-white hands, he slowly and methodically folded it open one by one.
Her face turned red unconsciously.
That fan was left with so many kisses without a trace, so many lip prints without a trace, so many breaths without a trace, didn't he understand?
Was he crazy? Why was he using this fan now?
She scolded lightly: "I'm still outside, no, stop making trouble."
He took her hand and tried to pull her away from the window. "Jiaojiao... I don't have much time. I have to go back. There's a lot of noise over there."
She said, "Why don't you go back quickly if the noise is so loud?"
"If the quarrel is too severe, I can't come back. I can't come back all day."
She laughed, "So what if I can't come back? I'm not going down the mountain tomorrow."
Go down the mountain?
He suddenly felt a heavy, muffled pain, as if a stone had fallen from his heart, pulling through his blood vessels and sinking into his internal organs. Going down the mountain? Going down the mountain?
Just not tomorrow.
He suddenly felt breathless and said without hesitation: "No, come here, I want it."
"You..." She actually stuttered for a moment, "Do you know what you are saying?"
He glanced out the window again and saw Heng Huang stomping his feet in the middle of the yard. He shouted angrily, "Okay, okay, just wait for me!" Then he turned around and walked away angrily.
The servants of the Hengshan Sect in the courtyard finally retreated behind her.
Nan Qiongshuang stood in front of the window and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, two arms stretched out from her armpits, crossed them and hugged her shoulders, gently pushing her back a little, and she fell into a safe embrace.
Gu Zhi hugged her, lowered his head to her shoulder, and called out, "Jiaojiao."
Such a nostalgic tone.
Although she has always been the one being protected and blessed.
She smiled. She still kind of liked that he couldn't leave her, so she stretched out her index finger and rubbed it on the tip of his nose. "What's wrong? You're suddenly depressed again."
He hugged her tighter.
Did she really not understand, or was she just pretending to be dumb?
If she was just pretending to be stupid, then he really hated her.
He said, "Turn around and move away from the window." Then he pulled her towards him, put his hand on her lower back, opened the fan, and put it against her lips.
But.
He opened his eyes a little and peeked at the person in front of him who had his eyes closed.
Her eyelashes were so long, slender and thick, each one distinct, hanging down obediently, waiting for his kiss.
He never dreamed that the person whom he had only dared to look closely at in those unbearable dreams before was actually in front of him, in his arms, with her eyes closed, allowing him to touch her.
She looks just like in my dream.
only.
I'm afraid it's just a dream, it will disappear as soon as I touch it.
Why? Why was this happening? He had only just dared to touch her, only yesterday.
Today, she was already thinking about going down the mountain.
The fan was pressed against her lips, but the person she had just said she wanted to kiss never showed up.
What is this doing? She opened her eyes.
He took the fan that was placed between the two of them and squeezed it in his hand until his knuckles turned white.
She was surprised and asked, "Why are you crying...why are you crying again?"
Gu Huaijin stubbornly turned his head away, not looking at her. His chest heaved in panic for a long time before he finally said calmly, "Jiaojiao, have a good rest first. I'll go back to Bodhi Pavilion first."
After saying that, he let her go, turned around, and left, leaving her with only his back.
She said, "Huai Jin...?"
The door closed, and only his voice could be heard from outside the window: "Keep a close eye on Miss Chu. No one, whether it's Li Xuanbai, Senior Sister, Miss Heng, or my uncle's men, is allowed in. If anyone wants to see you, be sure to inform them."
Li Zhong clasped his fists and said, "Yes."
Nan Qiongshuang stood at the window, watching the man who had just hugged her and depended on her walk away without looking back. She didn't know what to feel for a moment.
What happened? It was fine just now.
Why are you crying again?
Is it just because she mentioned going down the mountain?
I just said it casually like that... and he became like this.
She was extremely rational and clear-headed in her mind and realized that the words "go down the mountain" were his weakness.
She can use it, threaten it, and manipulate it.
But, looking at his back with his sleeves fluttering in the yard, she thought.
He was actually really heartbroken.
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He was so sad when he left during the day, Nan Qiong Shuang thought that he would definitely come to her room to look for her at night.
She had thought of words to coax him, and left the light on so that she wouldn't fall into too deep a sleep, fearing that he would wait by her bed all night.
However, Gu Huaijin did not come.
She thought she slept too deeply at night, so when he came, he had to leave without saying goodbye. The next day, she deliberately slept a little longer during the day, waiting for him to come at night.
But he still didn't come.
After years of spying, she was alert even in her dreams and always slept lightly. For two consecutive days, she woke up with no trace of him. She knew that Gu Huaijin had indeed never been there.
Not only at night, but even during the day, she never saw him again. It was as if Muxueyuan had become his guesthouse, rising before dawn and not returning even after dark.
What was this guy doing? He clearly missed her so much when he left, but for several days he didn't even come to her room to see her.
She locked herself in her room every day, not even seeing anyone, and spent day and night wondering about this matter.
So he summoned the Mist Blade.
Wu Dao laughed for a while. "I saw him outside a few days ago. He was hiking with a little girl in yellow clothes, talking and laughing."
She was speechless for a moment.
Wu Dao noticed her uneasiness. "What? How could someone so powerful and capable of such easy capture in our Paradise Hall actually make a mistake? I thought that woman was just a pawn in your chess game."
"Qi?" She sneered, "You saw him hanging out with that woman, and you didn't report it to me earlier?"
Wu Dao chuckled, his voice extremely sinister: "I'm just worried that you'll get jealous and mess things up."
Nan Qiongshuang closed her eyes and tried hard to suppress the anger in her chest.
She said, "I'm not jealous at all. Stop testing me and using your pig brain to speculate about me! Let me ask you, with so many guards at my door, in your opinion, can I go out?"
Wu Dao laughed: "I can't get out."
"What if you're outside to help?"
"I can't get out either. There are too many people."
Nan Qiong Shuang was very annoyed. She let out a long sigh and rubbed her temples.
At this moment, she actually remembered that night. She just raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. He was very nervous beside her, carefully looking at her face and asked her:
"Jiaojiao, does your head still hurt?"
Is he so gentle to everyone?
If that's the case, then all that tenderness is worthless.
She opened the rice paper she had ordered a few days ago and began grinding the ink stick. She ground the ink stick in circles on the inkstone, becoming increasingly frustrated.
She picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, looked at the tip of the pen with a little burr, and thought to herself.
Gu Huaijin, it's really a waste of my precious compassion.
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