It turns out that the person he was talking about was her.
This world... is really small.
But why her of all people?
"So you're going in to find him?" Su He asked.
Su Ruanruan shook her head. "He's going to take the autumn imperial examination soon, he must be busy with his studies. I won't go in, I'll just stand here and watch."
Did she think he was still at the academy?
"Then I won't bother you any longer. I'll go and wander around somewhere else. I'll be going now."
Su He bid farewell to Su Ruanruan and left with the load on her shoulder.
Su Ruanruan looked at her slender back, though she couldn't see her face.
But she left with light steps, so she must have been in a good mood.
Hopefully, she can let go of what happened that night soon.
When Su He rushed to Fengshui Bridge, Mu Bai was writing a letter for someone else.
He finally got a chance to catch his breath after finishing the three letters.
He frowned slightly when he saw the woman next to him put down her load.
Ever since he asked her for directions in the alley that day, he seems to see her all the time.
She also set up a stall here yesterday.
Although she wore a veil, she lifted a corner of it yesterday to greet him.
He then recognized the girl wearing the veiled hat as the one who had given him directions that day.
But he clearly saw her selling steamed buns in a corner of the academy back then, so why is she here now?
Forget it, what does this have to do with him? It's her freedom to set up a stall wherever she wants.
I haven't eaten lunch yet, so I'm quite hungry now.
"Miss Su, could you please give me a steamed bun?"
Mu Bai handed her the two coins in his hand and took the soft steamed bun.
He ate in small bites from the water pouch in his hand.
Su He looked directly at him through the veil. He ate very delicately, even his eating habits exuded a refined elegance.
Su He looked somewhat dejected, thinking about his relationship with Su Ruanruan.
I don't know whether to feel joy or sorrow.
In short, I feel a tightness in my chest.
"Young Master Mu is exceptionally talented and gentle. I wonder which young lady is so fortunate to have won his favor."
Mu Bai paused, somewhat lost in thought, as Su Ruanruan's playful image resurfaced in his mind.
Even he himself didn't realize that his tightly pursed lips had unconsciously curled up slightly.
"She's not a young lady, just a helper in a tofu shop."
Mu Bai glanced at the dazzling sun, "But to me, she is as radiant as the sunlight."
To illuminate his life and give him warmth.
A helper at the tofu shop? Su He was even more certain that Mu Bai's sweetheart was Su Ruanruan.
Is she really that good?
However, she was also kidnapped by a flower thief, and today at the academy gate, the people's discussions about Su Ruanruan were not good...
She opened the small jar of pickled vegetables in the carrying pole and handed it to Mu Bai.
"Young Master Mu, please try this. It's a side dish that I pickled myself. It tastes best with steamed buns."
Mu Bai quickly waved his hand, "No, no, you keep it for yourself."
Su He tried to persuade him a few more times, but Mu Bai refused.
Could it be that he doesn't like to eat these things?
Throughout the afternoon, she tried to talk to Mu Bai intermittently.
Out of politeness, Mu Bai didn't give her the cold shoulder, but simply gave her a brief reply.
When no one asked him to write a letter, he kept his distance from her and looked at the book in his hand.
After finishing her business with a restaurant, Ziwu passed by the Fengshui Bridge and saw a woman wearing a veiled hat facing Mubai. Although she couldn't see her face, she knew she was looking at him.
Mu Bai held a calligraphy brush in his hand, listening to what the man sitting next to him was saying. After the man finished speaking, Mu Bai began to write on the paper, seemingly writing a letter.
Mu Bai kept his head down and did not notice the purple mist.
Zi Wu found a teahouse in the distance and sat down. From this spot on the second floor, Mu Bai and the woman wouldn't notice her, but she could clearly see their every move under the bridge.
When he finished the third pot of tea, Mu Bai finally packed up and left.
After he left, the woman in the veil stared in the direction he had gone for a long time without moving.
Ziwu quickly came out of the teahouse. When she reached the Fengshui Bridge, the woman had already packed up her load and was preparing to leave.
What are you selling in that basket?
Ziwu pointed to the white cloth covering the area and asked.
She didn't do it intentionally; she genuinely didn't know what was inside.
She drank three pots of tea here, but I never saw her open the white cloth.
"Steamed buns, young lady, would you like to buy some? Two coins each." Su He lifted a corner of the white cloth.
Ziwu took out two coins from her pocket and handed them over.
He squatted down and casually picked up a steamed bun that was placed on top.
The steamed buns were neither soft nor hot, so it can be concluded that they were not made fresh in the afternoon.
What's in this jar?
She pointed to the jar of pickled vegetables in the carrying pole.
"Pickled vegetables."
Su He spoke in a flat tone, without a trace of a businessman's enthusiasm.
Zi Wu raised an eyebrow. "May I try some? Of course, if it's delicious, I can buy it all."
Su He said impatiently, "Sorry, this isn't for sale."
Seeing that she was in a hurry to leave, Ziwu stopped her.
Su He didn't know who the other person was, nor what she wanted to do, so she looked at her with some wariness.
Ziwu raised her head with a faint smile on her face. "Oh, young lady, please don't misunderstand. I have no bad intentions. I just do some small business. I saw that the sun was setting and there were still half a steamed bun in your basket, which I really felt was a pity."
Zi Wu looked around again and said calmly, "In my opinion, this Fengshui Bridge is not a good location to sell steamed buns. Why don't you try the south corner of the city? There are the most laborers there, and they prefer the cheaper and more filling steamed buns to the main ones. If your pickled vegetables taste excellent, selling them together will be much better than here."
After listening to Zi Wu's rambling words, Su He's eyes lit up for a moment.
But then she thought that if she changed locations, she probably wouldn't even have a chance to talk to Mu Bai.
"Thank you for your kind offer, young lady. I will consider your suggestion carefully. Thank you, and I will be leaving now if there is nothing else."
Ziwu was very stubborn, her gaze fixed on the jar of pickled vegetables.
May I try some?
"No, this is what I ate myself."
Through the veil, Zi Wu couldn't see Su He's face, but she could hear a hint of impatience in her tone.
Ziwu watched her walk away before taking a bite of her steamed bun.
"My lord, your little scholar has been targeted."
Su Ruanruan was sitting in a chair practicing embroidery when she sneezed twice.
She smiled, knowing that Mu Bai must be missing her.
What she embroidered on the embroidery hoop wasn't flowers, but "Su Ruanruan? Mu Bai".
On the other end, Mu Bai did miss her.
At this moment, he stood at the window, looking at the distant sky, and her image appeared in his mind again.
He really wanted to sneak back and see what she was doing.
But deep down, he was also feeling a bit resentful, wondering if Ruan Ruan would still be thinking about him.
If she hasn't seen him for a day, will she miss him?
Will she miss him after not seeing him for two days?
Or perhaps, after so long, she might come to visit him?
He wanted to know exactly how much of a place he held in Ruan Ruan's heart.
But he was also afraid that if Ruan Ruan really came, he would hear people talking about her in the academy.
Just like right now.
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