“Master’s words…” Ning’er was frightened, nearly collapsing at the sight of the three madmen before her.
Xu Qiu’er smiled and lowered her eyelids. “Just joking.”
Ning’er didn’t believe her, realizing that her lady was no longer the same, and nothing she did would surprise her anymore.
Cang Yue supported Xu Qiu’er, saying, “It’s cold, let’s go back.”
At Fu Qiu Hall, Xu Qiu’er learned that Gong Sun was requesting an audience. “Let him in, Cang Yue,” she instructed. After Cang Yue acknowledged her command, Xu Qiu’er sighed. “Does Cang Yue know why I like you more than Guan Yue?” Only Cang Yue, Guan Yue, and Ning’er would die for her. Guan Yue was more loyal, yet Xu Qiu’er had a special fondness for Cang Yue.
“This servant does not know,” Cang Yue replied.
“Guan Yue is flawless in her actions, but Cang Yue, you are like someone…” She did not specify who. Cang Yue withdrew without further questioning.
When Gong Sun Jin Yu arrived, he mocked, “I heard the lady caused a scene in Fu Qiu Hall again tonight?” Seeing Xu Qiu’er silent, he inquired about the young prince, his expression dimming as he forced a bitter smile.
Facing the window, Xu Qiu’er’s eyes took on a phantasmal color, appearing cold yet soft, absorbing every hesitation like a deep pool, with thoughts as fleeting as galloping horses.
Ultimately, her complexity remained beyond comprehension.
Years passed like arrows.
“Does Jin Yu know what it feels like to love someone?”
“Does Jin Yu know?” Xu Qiu’er asked.
He looked up, his gaze calm, “Though this official has never loved, I know what you are doing is not love.”
Xu Qiu’er lowered her eyes, “As expected from Jin Yu. How should I act to be considered love?” Her tone was icy.
Gong Sun Jin Yu bowed his head, “This official has overstepped.”
“When will the prince return to the palace?” she asked, deep in thought.
“In a day or two, but this official believes your current state cannot be hidden from the prince.” His awareness of her situation heightened the concern.
