Chapter 10, Mutual Affection

Get married? What a joke! I replied, "Young Master Dongfang, I have been confined in the village since childhood, and it has indeed been quite dull. If I have the opportunity to visit the capital, that would be a good thing."

At this moment, I could no longer concern myself with his title and said anxiously: "Indeed, ever since I inexplicably recovered from my illness, I have always felt that my life is not my own. Perhaps at some unknown time, I will turn into a wisp of wandering soul and depart." My eyes turned red. It was not that I feared becoming a wisp of wandering soul, but rather that I was worried that if I became one, I would not be able to return to my own era

I gazed blankly at the faint glow of the dawn outside the window, contemplating the love affair that lies a thousand years away, tears unknowingly streaming down my cheeks

When I was in a daze, he had already turned and left

My face turned red, and I just realized that this Su Xu has actually fallen in love with me

Moreover, that Su Xu, his eyes are too deep and too bright, slowly reflecting into one's heart like stars

The first thing I dreamed of was Jing Qian's gentle and caring face, but later that face became increasingly indistinct. I vaguely saw him wearing a plain ancient long robe, and when I hurried to change him, he smiled and said, "I am not Jing Qian, I am Qing Yao."

Just like my time travel and the hazy romance I experienced last night, they should all be like a dream

The matter is thus settled

No way! Suddenly, I developed a headache and burrowed into the blankets.

I miss you, I miss you. If I cannot see you again, I will soon be unable to distinguish between you and the distant past.

When I woke up crying, the sky was already bright, my head hurt a lot, yet I did not want to sleep anymore, sitting dazed on the bed lost in thought.

Dongfang Qingyao gently held my hand and said, "Do not worry. If I do not know, it is one thing; if I do know, I will certainly not allow anyone to hurt you again. In that case, you need not endure the hardships of our journey. I will send you back to the manor, and you can immediately speak to Master Rong, requesting that we marry soon. I believe Master Rong will surely agree to this."

Su Xu frowned and said: "Even if more people come, as long as we are prepared, we need not fear. What we truly fear is that Zhao Shizheng and He Gan Chengji will come."

After Su Xu arrived, he stood by my bedside for a long time after Qing Yao left, until I felt quite uncomfortable, and then he asked me, "How could a fool understand the principles of the Book of Changes and numerology? Could it be that he suddenly became knowledgeable?"

The swordsman is not only from the Eastern Palace, but also a renowned swordsman across the world. Although Su Xu's words were brief, they carried a hint of coldness

I dared not embrace him, hence I felt a chill as if. When I looked up, I saw the moon shrouded in mist, and Su Xu, dressed in a stone blue robe with eyes like stars, wore a smile that was profound yet somewhat indifferent, so indifferent that it made my heart race. Unable to restrain myself, I called out: "Su Xu!"

Dongfang Qingyao also frowned. Even the way he frowned was very similar to Jing Qian, tightly knitted, yet the lines were not rigid, evoking a sense of tenderness as easily as a child would.

Dongfang Qingyao left after a long time, and as he departed, he gently said: "Shu'er, from now on, do not call me Dongfang Gongzi, just call me Qingyao."

My eyes lit up. Li Chunfeng! Did he not predict that after Li San, the Li family would be replaced by the Wu family? He has indeed become a notable figure. Perhaps he can help me as well

Who are Zhao Shizheng and He Hegan Chengji? I am asking on purpose, as I have already known their identities from historical texts.

Su Xu said calmly: "If it were not for Miss Rong Er constantly watching over Brother Dongfang, I believe Brother Dongfang would have noticed something amiss long ago. Miss Rong Er has indeed put in a lot of effort for Brother Dongfang."

Jing Qian, Jing Qian, could it be that you will truly become the future that I can never reach?

May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even if we are a thousand miles apart! What a wonderful phrase, I wonder where it originated from! said Su Xu

In the clear and bright eyes, as pure as water, there was a noticeable flutter, and immediately they said: "Well then, let us go to the capital. But tell me, are there really immortal masters in the capital?"

If it does not belong to Dongfang Qingyao, then he can take it

Su Xu likes me, and Dongfang Qingyao seems to like me as well. But what about me? Who should I love

Do you really not know? I have conversed with people, the gentle and jade-like Eastern Qing Yao, who occasionally indulges in the pleasures of the flower streets and willow lanes, harmonizing with renowned courtesans over poetry and wine, leaving behind numerous tales of romance and elegance. Does he truly not understand the feelings of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in love?

Dongfang Qingyao was momentarily taken aback and said, "Oh, perhaps I misheard."

My heart skipped a beat; as I looked up, he was simply gazing at me quietly, his eyes sparkling like stars. That intense gaze gradually left me at a loss, and in my moment of confusion, he suddenly lowered his head and gently kissed my forehead

Dongfang Qingyao clearly had long heard of Li Chunfeng's name, and nodded, saying: "However, we must be doubly cautious on this journey. This group has been significantly injured by us, and it is likely they will not return. But we cannot rule out the possibility of others attacking us."

I can no longer think; I am merely a soul, a soul that accidentally wandered into ancient times.

Qing Yao! I am confused and in tears, wanting to embrace him, yet I do not dare.

But where is Jingqian

Beloved, to be loved, both are too extravagant; I should only think about quickly going to Tubo, returning to my hometown

I want to, but I cannot go with him; I need to find Jingqian

My eyes are filled with tears, crying until my voice is hoarse. Su Xu does not comfort me, smiling blankly, yet holding me tightly, never letting go.

Su Xu smiled and said, "Brother Dongfang, have you forgotten Daoist Li Chunfeng?"

When someone comes to knock on the door, the thoughts that were gently disturbed by Su Xu's kiss yesterday have already been carefully sorted out by me, and I am ready to set off with a beaming smile

The thin morning light filtered through the gently swaying white gauze, creating an almost dreamlike and unreal atmosphere

"You are not Rong Shuer, come with me." He pulled me forcefully. The moonlight behind him poured down like water, and his face appeared as if submerged in water, ethereal, hazy, and unreal

Due to my leg injury, we rested for a day at the inn the following day. Dongfang Qingyao and Su Xu did not go anywhere, and after a while, they came to my room to visit me

Dongfang Qingyao spoke more than Su Xu, occasionally inquiring about my well-being, and when he had the time, he hesitantly asked me, "Who is Jingqian?"

That night, I was almost trapped in that incessant dream for the entire night, like a continuous drama. It was not entirely a nightmare

They will not come. After careful consideration, Dongfang Qingyao said, "His Highness the Crown Prince would not send them out unless there is a significant matter. Their sending someone to assassinate you is merely a warning for you not to serve the King of Wei any longer. However, your abilities should not be such that they would be so concerned as to specifically dispatch these two calamities."

But apart from the headache, where do the little surprises and inexplicable pride come from

Su Xu also said: "Indeed, and it is quite strange how well Shu Er's illness has improved. It would be best for the immortal master to take a good look at her; otherwise, if it relapses, she will still become a fool, wouldn't that be terrible?" He actually no longer called me Miss Rong San! Instead, he directly referred to me as Shu Er, calling me so naturally, as if addressing a beloved family member or friend.

Dongfang Qingyao's face turned red as she said, "How would I know she has such thoughts?"

In ancient times, it was common for wealthy families to have numerous wives and concubines, and people had long grown accustomed to this. Dongfang Qingyao conducted himself with propriety, occasionally indulging in the company of courtesans for amusement without being ostentatious, which instead earned him widespread acclaim, and he was regarded by all as a refined scholar and merchant

He bent my leg and, through the fabric, massaged the injured area for me. A wave of soothing pleasure followed a slight dull pain, which felt quite comfortable. In the past, when I occasionally sprained something, Jing Qian would do the same, using alcohol to gently rub the area for me, but his technique was not as skilled as Dongfang Qingyao's. I looked at Dongfang Qingyao, my gaze gradually becoming hazy and tender.

I suddenly recalled the moment when Dongfang Qingyao saved me, and I inadvertently uttered that name. I did not expect that Dongfang Qingyao would remember it. I could only feign ignorance and say: "Oh? Jingqian? Who is that? I don't know. Why do you ask me about such a person?"

Suddenly, my heart felt a flutter, and my breath momentarily halted. By the time I realized I should be angry, the figure in stone blue had already swept out, leaving a sentence echoing in the room: "No matter who you are, you probably do not belong to the foolish Miss Rong San of Dongfang Qingyao."

In this cold and unfamiliar world, there exists a heart of a person that is so close to me, as if it is within arm's reach, easily attainable

I let out a sigh with a sense of emotion