Heart palpitations
"I don't know why, but I've started to miss the coolness of Jeju Island."
Yang Suyue held a palm-leaf fan and waved it incessantly. The sweltering weather made her irritable, and an indescribable unease lingered in her heart.
Even the usually unassuming Grand Preceptor couldn't hide the lingering vexation in his eyes.
The maid, who was observing the situation, quickly ordered, "Bring some more ice."
"Miss Shunyue is indeed worthy of being someone close to His Highness the Crown Prince; she can even order around the servants of the Su family." Yang Suyue's tone was indifferent, making it impossible to tell whether she was angry or joking.
"This servant is unworthy of the title 'Miss'," Shunyue quickly bowed and explained, "I only saw that the Grand Preceptor was feeling unwell and wanted to share his burdens and relieve his fatigue."
Upon hearing this, Yang Suyue gently touched her forehead. She no longer wanted to delve into how the letter Yun Wang had sent her ended up in the Crown Prince's hands. Now, she only hoped that this young lady would no longer remain by her side as a spy and stop passing on messages to the Crown Prince; that would be a great relief.
She paced to the window, lost in thought. In the capital, even with the window wide open, all that rushed in was scorching heat, not a cool breeze—far inferior to Shuofeng City.
A commotion caught Yang Suyue's attention, and she looked out through the beaded curtain toward the outer room.
A pretty young girl sat restlessly at the table, glaring at the boy beside her, thinking to herself: It's all his fault! I was doing just fine over there. If he and Gu Hanqiu hadn't come to Jeju and tried to take me away, I wouldn't have come back.
Thinking this to herself, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, her eyes frequently glancing towards the boy.
Li Xiuran noticed her gaze, but simply smiled and remained silent.
He is now the companion of the second young lady of the Su family. He knows that although this young lady is willful, she is not a vicious person. She is just sharp-tongued and willful, but she will not do anything heinous.
They had been back in the capital from Jeju for more than half a month.
Yang Suyue was busy with matters in the capital, but she was extremely anxious and couldn't calm down. Hearing of her distress, the eldest son of the Su family invited her to his residence for a chat. However, this trip only deepened her inner turmoil.
She entrusted Li Xiuran to the Su family because she valued their neutrality and lack of grudges. But what she saw today was that everyone in the Su household obeyed only the eldest son's orders. Judging from his actions, he was clearly determined to stir up trouble in this power vortex.
Indeed, the capital city is at the center of the vortex, so how can anyone truly remain uninvolved for long?
“Miss Shunyue,” Yang Suyue suddenly spoke, “you can stay here and keep Miss Su and Xiuran company.”
The woman looked up in surprise, then lowered her head again. "Yes, sir."
"You search that way, the rest of you follow me."
"yes!"
The scattered firelight illuminated the dark mountain path in the clouds, and more than forty people ran and shouted in the snow.
"Years have passed—"
"Lin Yunwang—"
The people of Qingfeng Town, who had previously gone up the mountain with Suiyuan, braved the blizzard and went up the mountain again. This time, Sanqi was among them.
"Uncle Chen, Yunmei went up the mountain and hasn't come back yet. Do you think it might be..." Sanqi's voice was filled with anxiety.
"Don't rush, search carefully first," the leader reassured him.
This evening, as darkness fell, Sanqi waited and waited at the pharmacy, but not only was Sui Yuan nowhere to be seen, but Lin Yunwang was also nowhere to be found. Snow began to fall again. Although she knew Lin Yunwang was highly skilled, she couldn't help but worry. In desperation, she rushed to the home of a respected elder in Qingfeng Town that very night, pleading for their help.
The old man's son, who was leading the group, was none other than Uncle Chen, who was traveling with Suiyuan today.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Chen reassured him, "The two of them are together, so there shouldn't be any major problems."
However, with the snow already ankle-deep, the two still hadn't returned. The group could no longer sit still; they lit torches and braved the wind and snow to search for them in the mountains.
"Years have passed—"
"Lin Yunwang—"
The calls echoed through the snowy night.
"Uncle Chen, is it really safe to shout like that?" Sanqi asked in a low voice.
The middle-aged man suddenly recalled the day he first went on a mountain patrol with his father when he was young, and the scene was the same. So he comforted him and said, "When you step onto Yunzhong Mountain, the mountain god will protect you. Don't be afraid."
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