Weakness
Xiao Yingzhu never refuses Jiang Nian's proposal.
His gaze paused on Jiang Nian's somewhat dazed face, and he finally responded lightly: "Yeah."
…
Jiang Nian suddenly felt relieved. She didn't know why she was so nervous, but she just felt that this shouldn't be the case.
It shouldn't be like this between them.
Something must have gone wrong.
The inexplicable doubts that grew from the bottom of her heart held her still. After a moment of silence, she seemed a little unable to bear such silence. She nodded hurriedly and brought up other topics to divert Xiao Yingzhu's attention:
"Okay, thank you so much for today. Shall we go back first?"
Xiao Yingzhu didn't say anything more. She lifted the curtain and looked towards the exit of the alley ahead: "Let's get out of here first. Are you going back to the mansion or the pharmacy?"
“…Mansion.”
She originally wanted to go back to the pharmacy, but the inexplicable tiredness in her heart dragged her down, her whole body was immersed in the deep sea, her thoughts were floating in it, and she had no energy left to take care of anything.
Xiao Yingzhu didn't look at her. His gaze moved forward and he walked forward, as if intentionally avoiding her sight.
Jiang Nian took a deep breath to calm himself down, then walked forward with a smile on his face. "Thank you."
The road in the alley was not winding. After turning two corners, you can see the road that led Sun Dun here just now.
The wind blowing through the hall brushed against my face, bringing with it the scent of life.
Even though she didn't look away, the moon-white shadow in front of her was imprinted in her mind and she would never forget it.
His fingers accidentally clenched and hooked the fan he had just pulled out.
His heart sank. Jiang Nian sighed softly, then looked up to see a beam of light shining through the eaves, so bright it was blinding.
Avoiding the dazzling light, the beautiful profile of the person in front was reflected in the curtain.
The feeling of amazement that came from the bottom of my heart when I first saw it still lingers. The admiration I used to have has now become a burden in my heart.
The light in Xiao Yingzhu's eyes shone brightly for a moment, then dimmed again. He turned his eyes slightly to the side, only to see Jiang Nian's dazed and slightly annoyed expression.
That look seemed to be a trace reflected by the light. In the blink of an eye, it returned to its usual gentle expression, as if it was perfect and flawless, leaving no trace of anyone able to peek into her heart.
“…”
He didn't say another word, as if trying to avoid some inexplicable emotion. He simply raised his hand and pointed slightly forward, then turned to gesture towards her, "The carriage is ahead. Go back first."
Jiang Nian paused and turned around, a little surprised: "Aren't you going back?"
"Yes." Xiao Yingzhu's distant eyebrows and eyes looked even whiter under the clear light behind him, as if a layer of sacred light passed through his eyebrows and eyes. "You go back first. Let Qingyu pass on the message to me if there is anything."
Jiang Nian blinked and suddenly looked away to block the sudden sense of relief that rose in his heart: "Okay."
Fortunately, he was not going the same way as her.
That way she wouldn't have to pretend in the car.
Without staying for a moment, Xiao Yingzhu stood in the shadow of the residential houses, looking through the bright street sunlight. The moment Jiang Nian looked back, he retracted his gaze and turned to walk towards the long alley ahead.
Jiang Nian stood in the glaring light, shielding his eyes with his hands, not giving it any more thought. Silently, he lifted the curtain and leaned in slightly to get into the car.
The coachman seemed to know where she was going without asking, and he drove her straight to the Jiang family's mansion before stopping.
The beams of light here were even stronger than the alley they had walked through just now with Xiao Yingzhu. The scorching sun seemed to melt her.
Jiang Nian didn't want to stay on this uncovered street any longer, so he thanked the driver whose face was hidden by the shadows and turned to walk into the mansion.
The sound of the carriage behind her was heard again. Her eyes fell on the quiet water of the pond, and her breathing suddenly slowed down.
Without the attention of others, she could relax a little.
—
Xinfeng divided Sun Dun's body into pieces, keeping what was needed and throwing away what was not. Not long after he finished, Xiao Yingzhu appeared on the slope below.
His slender figure appeared in the grass below, and the mottled light from the sky shone through his moon-white robe.
Xin Feng paused with his hand on his head, then turned to Xiao Yingzhu and said sternly, "Master, I have done what you ordered."
Those 'Erjintian' props had already been destroyed beyond recognition when the human body was cut up. The blood stains stuck to them made them look particularly worn out, and there was a hint of weirdness in the silence.
Xiao Yingzhu glanced over there and gestured towards the street of shops below: "Send it to Xu's Pharmacy."
Xinfeng was startled, but nodded and replied, "Yes."
The person beside him stopped talking, his eyes slightly lowered, fixed on the 'Erkinensis officinalis' that was pretended to be planted on the ground. A thoughtful thought flashed across his face for a moment, then disappeared immediately.
Xinfeng didn't see any more instructions, so he thought about leaving Xiao Yingzhu. After finishing this matter, he would return to the warehouse of the Jiang Mansion to lie down in the sun, and immediately ran towards Xu's pharmacy at the foot of the mountain.
It’s not that he didn’t want to stand with Xiao Yingzhu for a while. Xinfeng had a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. Although he looked careless, he always did things well and would not leave any traces.
The land was now cleaned up, but it was not up to Xinfeng's standards. He wanted to clean it up for a while longer, but seeing that Xiao Yingzhu looked a little unapproachable and in a strange mood, he slipped away.
Only Xiao Yingzhu was left in the open space on the top of the mountain.
The wind dispelled the fishy smell on the ground. His eyelashes drooped slightly, and a shadow fell on his face. In his sight, the place where he and Jiang Nian had just stood had been cleared by the trade wind.
The emerald green light and shadow reflected on the moon-white sleeves is clearly a vivid painting, even better than a snowy scene.
The coldness that gathered between his brows suddenly melted away. The pendant on the fan handle was casually picked up, like a red plum blossom, and then put back into his sleeve.
—
Xinfeng rushed down the street with his head held high, bumping into many people on the way. But he was too fast, and by the time others reacted, only a bloody wind was left.
Not far from Liangdu Pharmacy, around a row of shops, is the street where Xu’s Pharmacy is located.
Xinfeng stopped in the shadows, quietly watching the shopkeeper Xu in the Xu's pharmacy chatting with others with a smile, as if he was anticipating how much money he could make from the customers after gaining fame from the competition in the next few days.
They stood in the drugstore and chatted for a while. Shopkeeper Xu seemed to be seeing the distinguished guest off. He clasped his hands together, responded to the distinguished guest's words with a smile, and walked towards the door of the store.
Xinfeng watched them move quietly. The moment Shopkeeper Xu stepped out of the pharmacy, he moved and put his still wet head on the counter.
It was noon at this time, and not many people came to the pharmacy. Most people were at home making fire and cooking.
Xinfeng released the head from his hands, clapped his hands, and walked around Xu's drugstore. Seeing that there was nothing new, he sneered, then disappeared and went somewhere else.
Shopkeeper Xu, who was about to go out to see the guest off, watched the distinguished guest go away. When he turned around again, before his eyes fell on the head behind the counter, he smelled a fishy smell of blood wafting towards his nose.
His heart tightened and his eyes focused. He saw a round thing sitting motionless on the counter with its eyes closed. He missed a few beats, and his voice was stuck in his throat. After a while, he fled from the drugstore in panic, screaming and tearing.
After finishing his business, Xinfeng went in the opposite direction of Jiang Mansion and sat casually on a pavilion to look down. Not long after, a group of people came from Xu's pharmacy after hearing the noise. They looked around and pointed at the situation in the pharmacy. The trembling figure of Xu's shopkeeper who fell to the ground was already drowned in the bustling crowd of onlookers.
Xinfeng crossed his legs, glanced at the chaotic place below, and watched the show with a smile on his face for a while. Seeing that no one followed him and no one noticed that he had released his head, he flashed and ran towards the warehouse of Jiang Mansion.
—
What happened at noon on Baima Street had not yet reached the Jiang Mansion.
After Jiang Nian returned to the bedroom, he closed the door, leaving a small gap for the window, changed his clothes, washed up, pulled the quilt, and buried himself in it.
Smelling the scent of sunshine on the soft quilt, Jiang Nian turned over, as if to get rid of the negative emotions that had been following her closely. She closed her eyes, bent down and crawled under the quilt.
The conversation I had with Xiao Yingzhu when I was going down the mountain just now is still clearly imprinted in my mind and is replaying endlessly.
If the fan had such a purpose, why did he give it to her with such a calm expression?
Jiang Nian didn't like this feeling.
It’s hard to explain, but when I think about it carefully, I find I can’t make sense of it.
She felt that she had thought about it countless times, but she still couldn't figure out the final answer to this question.
...What is her relationship with Xiao Yingzhu now?
They were not friends, nor allies. If she was an acquaintance, she would not have gotten the fan from Xiao Yingzhu's house that had the meaning of "love" for her.
Speaking of a flirt...whose flirtation lasted two months before they held hands? Xiao Yingzhu took the initiative to hold hands because she was afraid she'd slip. If it weren't for this concern, there probably wouldn't have been any physical contact between them.
She really couldn't figure it out.
Whether her relationship with Xiao Yingzhu is close or distant, the ambiguity between them is just a play between the two.
Who would come up with such inexplicable feelings in such a serious cooperative alliance?
Is it true that as long as this cooperation is over, she won't have to see Xiao Yingzhu again, and occasionally just needs to chat with the secret guards sent by Xiao Yingzhu, and this entangled feeling will no longer haunt her?
But before that, Xiao Yingzhu did not play by the rules and asked her where she planned to go next.
What exactly did Emperor Changde feel about Xiao Yingzhu and her? She had never met Emperor Changde, and even the stories about him were heard from other places. How could she guess what he felt about them?
And since they don't know what Emperor Changde will order them to do in the future, the relationship between them can only remain deadlocked here, without any movement.
So tired.
Jiang Nian opened his eyes slightly and stared out the window blankly.
The fan I had taken out that morning lay under the window frame, gleaming in the warm sunlight.
She suddenly thought.
I like Xiao Yingzhu.
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