Pang Yi came in silently, putting down the mutton soup and pancakes in his hands. His eyes wandered around the room. Then he fell on Xiao An's body. It must be because of the rush that Xiao An's face was not wiped clean. There was still a wet patch on her forehead. At this time, she lowered her head. The wet skin was particularly glaring. Pang Yi did not dare to look at it for long, and hurriedly moved his eyes away.
"Are you used to living here?" After a while, Pang Yi broke the silence.
Xiao An whispered, "Whether you are used to living here or not, you still have to live here, right?"
"What about food?" Pang Yi pursed his lips and continued, "The waiter said that you don't eat much. Although it doesn't taste good, you can't treat yourself too badly."
Xiao An's nose suddenly felt sour: "What if I can't get used to it? I have to eat it anyway."
Pang Yi looked at her obviously thinner face, and his lips moved, as if he was making up his mind. After a while, he exhaled softly. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "You just have to put up with it for a while. When spring comes and the snow melts, I will send you out of Ningguta."
"Where are you going to send me?" Xiao An suddenly looked at Pang Yi with a look of horror. "You...you are going to send me back to the capital?"
"No, it's definitely not the capital," Pang Yi hurriedly shook his head. Looking at Xiao An's horrified face, he paused and said, "Do you want to go to Southern Xinjiang?"
"Southern Xinjiang?" Xiao An looked confused. "What should I do in Southern Xinjiang?"
"Southern Xinjiang is pretty good. It's spring-like all year round, with beautiful scenery and good climate. It's the best place to live. I have a small courtyard with three entrances in Southern Xinjiang. It's not big but quiet, and it's pretty good," Pang Yi said softly. As soon as he met Xiao An's eyes, he looked away and said, "An Zishang's power can't reach Southern Xinjiang. You can live there without worry."
"You want me to live in your house?" Xiao An was even more surprised. She looked at Pang Yi in disbelief. "Why? Why should I go to Southern Xinjiang? And why should I live in your house?"
"I... I won't go back to Southern Xinjiang," Pang Yi explained. Somehow, he felt it was difficult to say this, but after he said it, he felt a lot more relaxed. "If you are willing, the courtyard will be yours. You can live a good life in Southern Xinjiang in the future. You don't have to worry anymore, and you don't have to..."
"Are you telling the truth?" Xiao An suddenly interrupted Pang Yi and asked cautiously, "Is it... what His Highness meant? He doesn't want to see me? So he wants to drive me out of Ningguta?"
"No," Pang Yi waved his hands in a hurry, but he didn't know how to explain to Xiao An. He couldn't reveal Ah Chou's identity, and he couldn't tell Xiao An about Zhong Mingwei's recent situation. After a pause, he said to Xiao An, "I reported your situation to His Highness. His Highness felt sorry for your situation and didn't want to force you to go up the mountain. He was willing to let you leave Ningguta."
"Your Highness pities me?" Xiao An curled her lips sarcastically, looking at Pang Yi coldly and said, "Guard Pang, you have been in Southern Xinjiang for more than ten years, I am afraid you have forgotten your master's temper? He actually has pity for women? Haha, Guard Pang, you can just tell him that His Highness despises me and doesn't want to see me at all, and he ordered you to drive me away, why beat around the bush?"
Pang Yi touched his nose awkwardly. It was not a big deal today as he was ridiculed by Gu Changlin and Xiao An.
"Then bear with it for a while. After this busy period is over, I will ask for leave from His Highness and send you to Southern Xinjiang," Pang Yi did not explain anything else. He immediately instructed Xiao An. Glancing at Xiao An's bony hand resting on the table, he added, "Even if you are not used to the food, force yourself to eat a little. From now on, you are alone. Although you are free, you must learn to love yourself."
"When did I agree to go to Southern Xinjiang?" Xiao An's eyes suddenly felt sore and hot. She tried her best not to cry and clenched her hand into a fist.
"Then where are you going?" Pang Yi looked at the clenched fist and the blue blood vessels on the hand, and said silently.
Xiao An didn't say anything, but just held that hand tighter and tighter.
Yeah, where is she going?
Of course she couldn't go back to the capital. Zhong Mingwei didn't want to see her at all. Naturally, she had no face to stay in Ningguta. But where else could she go? The world was so big, but there was no place for her to go. Her life was saved, but she was all alone. What was the point of living?
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