Sihan slightly raised his hand to indicate his mind was made up. Yuan Bi had no choice but to obey and remain silent.
Sihan stood by the window, looking at the moonlight, feeling bright in his heart, and unconsciously rubbing the hand warmer, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Yuan Bi was shocked. In all the time he had followed Sihan, he had never seen him smile so happily. He lowered his eyes to the hand warmer in his lord’s hand. Since the Yunxiang Junzhu had given it to him, he had kept it with him at all times, indicating his lord truly cared about her.
Sihan said, “Send a message to Lumen Pavilion to find someone.”
“Who does my lord want to find?” Yuan Bi asked.
“Gui Wudu.”
“The Poison Saint?” Yuan Bi pondered. “Legends say Gui Wudu has always been elusive. What does my lord want with him?”
“If I’m poisoned with Shi Gu Han, he might be the only one who can cure it,” Sihan said coldly. “Whether he’s human or ghost, tell Lumen Pavilion to find him for me.”
“Yes,” Yuan Bi responded solemnly.
Just as Yuan Bi was about to leave, Sihan asked, “Haven’t seen Yuan Zhu recently. Where is she?”
Yuan Bi replied, “I heard she wanted to play with Mi Yue. She should be at Lumen Pavilion.”
“Call her back. I need her.”
“Yes.”
*
In Suyu Hall, Ning Wanwan massaged Old Madam Ning’s shoulders. Old Madam Ning leaned back, eyes closed, chuckling, “What made you come to my room these past few days?”
She paused, feeling something was off, and stared at Ning Wanwan. “Kindness without reason either harbors evil intentions or seeks a favor. What do you want your grandmother to do?”
Ning Wanwan secretly stuck out her tongue.
True to form, her schemes had long been seen through by her grandmother’s sharp eyes. Yet, she was too embarrassed to admit her desire to inquire about the Fire Lingzhi.
Her grandmother, a knowledgeable first-rank noble, would certainly know more about the precious Fire Lingzhi, which was extremely rare and likely to be found in Biandu City. So, Ning Wanwan offered a smile and said, “Grandmother thinks too much. Wanwan just wanted to chat with you.”
Old Madam Ning playfully teased, “How rare. You’re actually taking the initiative to chat with me.”
