Chapter 193 520 means I love you
Mu Jianjian didn't take Zhuang Meifang's harsh words to heart that day. After all, it was someone else's decision to take, and there was no point in interfering.
After carefully checking that she had brought everything to the new house and found nothing related to fragrances, she stayed up all night to prepare the ointment and then rushed to the attic where Yunrong lived the next morning.
Now that we've successfully secured our spots and are no longer numbered, we also have our own courtyards and relatively free time, which is much better than the previous situation where ten people were crammed into one room.
Mu Jianjian was holding a delicate little box containing a fragrant ointment. She was about to walk in when she was stopped by the maid at the door.
"I'm sorry, miss, Miss Yunrong is not receiving guests today," the maid said hesitantly, as if she was having some difficulty. "Please come back another day."
"What's wrong?" Mu Jianjian paused, scrutinizing the other woman's expression. "Has something happened to her?"
"No!" The maid shook her head instinctively, as if she had been exposed. "It's just that Miss Yunrong went to bed late yesterday and is feeling a little unwell now..."
"I'm afraid your discomfort isn't because you slept late, is it?" Mu Jianjian placed the ointment in front of the maid. "I'm here to bring you this ointment, sister. It's very good for your wounds."
Upon hearing this, the maid looked up sharply, her eyes lighting up, but she still hesitated greatly, "But...but..."
"No buts, you also hope your sister gets better, right?"
Seeing this, Mu Jianjian knew that she was right about 70-80%. After the maid, who had finally made up her mind, led the way into the courtyard, she smelled the fragrance that permeated the entire room as soon as she stepped into the courtyard.
The smell was pungent and unpleasant, yet it seemed to be masking something.
Mu Jianjian's heart sank. She glanced at the maid standing beside her, then quickly walked to Yun Rong's bedside. "Beautiful sister, I've come to see you."
Only then did she smell the rusty, bloody odor emanating from within the gauze.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell everyone I wasn't seeing any guests?" Yun Rong covered her mouth with a white handkerchief in her right hand, which was soon stained with blood. She leaned against the bed, her fragile body barely visible through the gauze.
"You're injured? Who injured you?" Mu Jianjian didn't care about anything else and pulled off the chain. What came into view was the woman's back, which was soaked in blood and whipped. She was speechless for a moment after seeing it. "Where is the doctor? Why didn't you call a doctor?"
"You flatter me," Yun Rong said, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a shadow under her eyes. "Last night, while drinking with a guest, we accidentally had a verbal argument. This was a warning; he wouldn't allow me to call a doctor, so this was the only way."
The woman's voice was faint and elusive, almost inaudible, as if it might disappear into the distance at any moment.
Mu Jianjian bit her lip, her gaze falling on the woman's empty wrist, and she already had a guess in her mind.
The bracelet that Baili Yicheng gave Yunrong could withstand attacks, but now that the bracelet is gone, would anyone in Duyunfang who frequents the Red Chamber, except for Baili Yicheng, still attack her?
The reason why Baili Yicheng had a dispute with Yun Rong yesterday was probably because Yun Rong used his name to protect her, which angered him.
"It's...because of me, isn't it?" Mu Jianjian asked, her eyes almost overflowing with heartache.
Yun Rong pursed her lips but hadn't spoken yet when she saw the girl by the bed shed tears, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.
Originally, what she disliked most was the tears shed by people in the Dream of the Red Chamber, which were just useless tools for showing weakness and had no effect whatsoever. However, the way the girl in front of her was sobbing softly while taking something out of her sleeve was surprisingly cute.
"I'm sorry, I thought you would be alright, so I didn't notice these things..." Mu Jianjian pretended to take something out of her sleeve, but actually took out a pill from her spatial storage and put it to Yun Rong's lips, while wiping away her tears with her right hand. "Beautiful sister, please eat this. It's not bitter at all, and you'll be fine after eating it."
She actually made the beautiful older sister suffer because of her!
"What is this?" Yun Rong stared at the pill in front of her, a hint of suspicion flashing across her face. She lowered her eyes and obediently swallowed the pill, then spat it out while the girl was wiping away her tears.
Mu Jianjian was still immersed in guilt and did not notice anything unusual about the other person. Her anxious heart finally calmed down after seeing the other person take the pill.
With top-grade pills, there shouldn't be any unexpected problems.
"This is a pill that will heal your injuries quickly, and I also have some ointment I made last night that will prevent scarring on your body—"
“Yuanyuan, you don’t need to feel too guilty. Protecting you was my own choice, and it has nothing to do with you,” Yunrong’s face lit up with a smile, but it was as fleeting as a flower blooming in the night. “The first time I saw you, I felt that we were destined to meet. I wanted to take you as my disciple and treat you like a younger sister, protecting you in the Red Chamber…”
"But now I realize that I can't even protect myself, so how can I protect you?"
Is that how it is?
Mu Jianjian couldn't bear to look at the woman's back, which was covered in blood and gore. She gripped Yun Rong's hand tightly, as if making a decision, and looked up to meet the woman's gaze. "Beautiful sister, let me be your apprentice. I don't need you to protect me; I'll protect you."
The courtesan of the Red Chamber was not as glamorous as she appeared, which further confirmed what she had said to Zhuang Mei earlier: it would be useless for her to use this identity to infiltrate the Red Chamber if she wanted to find her sister.
A strange feeling welled up in Yun Rong's heart.
Is she so unguarded with everyone?
She takes a few good deeds done for her seriously and wants to protect them. This is true for Shan Chuxue, and it's also true for her.
Thinking of this, Yun Rong felt inexplicably bitter and annoyed, but she didn't show it on her face. "What kind of logic is it for a disciple to protect his master?"
Before Mu Jianjian could speak, a childish voice rang out from behind her.
"Sister Yuanyuan!" Shan Chuxue quickly walked to Mu Jianjian's side, pulled out her sleeve, and threw herself into Mu Jianjian's arms.
Mu Jianjian smiled and rubbed the little girl's head before suddenly realizing something and turning to Yun Rong to ask, "Beautiful sister, how did you know my name is Yuanyuan?"
She remembers clearly that she never told the other person her pseudonym.
Yun Rong's expression remained unchanged. "Xue'er told me. Xue'er, is that right?"
“Yes,” Shan Chuxue nodded in Mu Jianjian’s arms, as if this would shield her from her mistress’s cold gaze, “I told Sister Yunrong!”
Of course, she didn't tell him.
Dan Chuxue still doesn't understand why her master cares so much about Mu Yuanyuan. He has found out everything about her when she entered the Red Chamber, and even smashed her bracelet magic artifact to stage this drama.
Remembering the information she had uncovered, Shan Chuxue held the girl's hand tighter and tighter.
"I see." Mu Jianjian nodded in belief. "By the way, have you ever heard of the woman with the number 148, beautiful sister?"
"No, do you need me to ask for you?"
"No need to trouble you, sister. I'll find out myself when the time comes."
Yun Rong's expression softened. "Yuan Yuan, I'll go and talk to the steward. You can move in with me after that, and I can take care of you."
“Beautiful sister, I actually prefer you to call me by my number rather than Yuanyuan.”
Yun Rong was taken aback. "Why?"
"Because 520 means I love you."
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