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In the Plum Blossom Chamber, everyone was seated, diligently copying texts, completely absorbed in their task.
...Should I be grateful for my privilege as a Female Cultivator, allowing me to avoid the punishment of writing while standing on my head?
By the time the first person finished and submitted their work, it was already sunset.
At that moment, I was still locked in a fierce battle with Li Ze Pian.
Under Song Lan's strict supervision and training, my handwriting had become barely legible, but my speed remained painfully slow. Although I desperately wanted to scribble a few lines just to get it over with, I knew that if I did so, I would likely be asked to redo it... So I resolved to persevere and take my time.
As darkness fell, lights were lit in the Plum Blossom Chamber. Most of the people had already left; those who submitted their work looked utterly exhausted, like walking corpses.
"Mian Fei, how much do you have left?" Qi Wei finished her copying and approached me. She glanced around cautiously and whispered, "Do you want me to help you?"
I glanced at her tired face while struggling to keep my own eyes open and shook my head.
"No, it's fine. I can manage. You look tired too; you should go rest."
"Then... should I leave first?" She hesitated, looking back at me.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow." I waved her off dismissively.
Finally, when I completed the last character, the sound of Hai Time's Supervisory Bell echoed outside.
I let out a long sigh and slowly raised my head, only to realize that I was the only one left in the entire Plum Blossom Chamber.
How pitiful!
Silently packing up my things and turning off the lights, I staggered out of the Plum Blossom Chamber.
Where should I go now?
Basically, when you're lost, it's best to stay put and not wander around... Or should I just spend the night here?
Ugh, stop it.
After standing there in confusion for a while, I finally decided to muster my courage and move forward based on my memory.
I walked, stopped, turned this way and that, glancing around. The scenery looked different in the day and at night, making it even harder for me to figure out where I was.
At this moment, I couldn't help but reminisce about the black figure that always circled around my feet on Wailing Hill.
"Xuan, oh Xuan, why aren't you by my side when I need you..." I couldn't help but sigh from the depths of my heart.
The more I walked, the more anxious I became. Just when I was at a loss for what to do, I fortunately ran into a Disciple from Night Patrol. I awkwardly explained my situation and realized that I had indeed taken a wrong turn; no wonder things felt off.
With their guidance and after quite an effort, I finally managed to return to that secluded courtyard, relying on my abysmal sense of direction.
Exhausted both physically and mentally, I slumped against the pillar at the entrance and couldn't even muster the energy to push the door open.
In the tranquil night sky, a full moon hung high above.
I stared blankly at the clear and bright moonlight, yet what floated in my mind was the hazy glow of the moon on Wailing Hill.
...I wonder how everyone is doing?
When one is utterly worn out, it seems easy to feel sentimental.
For some reason, tonight I particularly miss everything from that time...
I softly hummed a song that existed in the distant corners of my memory after a long time.
"What kind of story does this piece tell?" A Qing would always ask me curiously after each song ended.
After all, she preferred stories over music.
However, if she liked the story, she would then request, "Sing it again! The song about that story."
I pretended that I was still at Wailing Hill, a place where I could express my emotions freely and without restraint, humming these melodies to entertain myself when I felt bored or troubled.
Familiar tunes slowly poured from my lips, but unfortunately, there was no A Qing to cheer me on, and no one to listen and share...
Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of unease made me fall silent.
I quietly pulled my gaze from the sky back to the front—
In the moonlight, I saw a tall figure clad in pure white standing not far away. The silver moonlight cascaded down, as if enveloping them in a layer of translucent glow. With that stunningly handsome face, they resembled a celestial being quietly descending from the Moon Palace...
I stared in astonishment, my eyes wide open.
...That was indeed a "person," wasn't it? Yet I hadn't heard any footsteps and had no idea how long they had been standing there.
The figure looked back at me with equal surprise and confusion.
In the moonlight, I could clearly see their features: that face bore an eight or nine-point resemblance to Lan Wangji, but lacked the coldness that kept others at bay... According to the original story, if I wasn't mistaken, this should be the legendary figure—
The current head of the Lan clan, Lord Ze Wu, Lan Xichen!
But as far as I knew, wasn't he supposed to be in seclusion? Why was he here? Or had he actually come out during these blank years, and the original story just hadn't mentioned it?
The chime of Hai Time had already passed, and the members of the Lan Family, known for their regular routines, should have been fast asleep by now. Was he sleepwalking?
We exchanged silent glances for a long while. Eventually, I composed myself and broke the silence with a smile.
“...Care to admire the moon?” I said, casually patting the empty space beside me. “Shall we?”
At first, he seemed taken aback by my gesture, but then he smiled and slowly lifted his gaze to the bright moon in the night sky.
“The moonlight tonight is indeed rare and beautiful…” Xu Ran returned his gaze to me and said with a smile, “This young lady has quite the enthusiasm. In that case, I shall gladly accept your invitation.”
It was only when I saw the handsome figure approaching me that I realized what I had done.
Wait a minute, how did I end up taking the lead? This isn’t Wailing Hill! Was I so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice? And really, there was no need for him to lower himself to accommodate me like this!
I stared blankly as he gracefully took a seat beside me. The aura of this beautiful man was overwhelming, making me feel uneasy all over. Yet, I could only suppress my urge to flee and force myself to stay put.
After all, I was the one who had spoken first; I had to be brave enough to face the consequences!
“May I ask how to address you?” he turned to me and inquired.
Suddenly, I realized that my earlier demeanor might have been quite inappropriate—I remembered that the Gusu Lan placed great importance on hierarchy and respect for elders. The person before me was the leader of the Gusu Lan, Lan Wangji’s elder brother; by age and status, he was someone I shouldn’t be speaking to as an equal!
That said, I really didn’t have the energy to keep up appearances… Well, I’d just have to play it by ear!
“I apologize for my earlier rudeness. I am Wei Hua, courtesy name Mian Fei,” I forced myself to perk up and offered a polite smile. “I’m still learning about proper etiquette, so please forgive any offenses.”
Lan Xichen chuckled lightly, seemingly unfazed. “It’s no trouble at all; after all, Ms. Wei’s kind invitation isn’t due to my status, is it?”
...Does he truly not mind?
I couldn't help but cautiously probe, "So, does Lord Ze Wu agree to set aside our differences and enjoy the moon together?"
I noticed Lan Xichen slightly raised an eyebrow, then smiled, "Sure."
Was he really that easy to please?
I remembered that according to the original description, Lan Xichen was the most innocent and straightforward person among everyone, a good-natured gentleman with little temper…
Could someone like him truly handle the responsibilities of a leader?
Well, it didn’t really concern me.
Now that there was a pure-hearted and soothingly handsome man willing to keep me company, it wouldn’t be too much to allow myself to relax for a while, right?
I couldn't help but let out a quiet sigh of relief.
After all, since arriving at this place called Yunshen Buzhichu, I had encountered so many situations that left me mentally and physically exhausted. At this moment, I simply didn't have the energy to deal with overly complicated thoughts.
In that case, I might as well treat this as a rare break.
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