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She slowly opened her eyes, watching as the lonely night outside was painted with vibrant neon colors. The stars no longer shone brightly, their life stolen by artificial light. From a distance, only fragmented memories sparkled in the sky. Her feelings for Ruan Yu were incredibly complex; even she couldn't understand them. She was afraid of him, yet hoped he could live well. She didn't want to see him, but she wanted to know that he existed under the same sky as herself.
"Miss, you're awake! You scared me to death," Feng Yin exclaimed. She struggled to sit up, her delicate fingertips pointing to the thin newspaper on the Cherry Wood table. Feng Yin nodded in understanding and handed the newspaper to her. She glanced at it again, her heart racing intensely, nearly fainting once more.
Feng Yin quickly snatched the newspaper from her hands and tugged at her lip corners. "This report must be mistaken. Ruan Ke is Ruan Yu's brother; how could he kill his own brother?"
Her sun acupoint throbbed, and all she could hear was a series of rumbling sounds. Gently biting her rose-colored lips, she shook her head. "Feng Yin, you don't understand. If Ruan Yu falls into Ruan Ke's hands, Ruan Ke will definitely kill him."
Feng Yin looked confused, so she offered no further explanation. Half-closing her water-colored eyes, she placed her delicate hand on the pure white sheets, her body graceful and dignified. Ruan Ke had regained power in the northwest; she wondered if the treaties signed between Ruan Yu and Shaoyi were still valid. If Ruan Ke refused to acknowledge those treaties, there would be a bloody battle, and in the end, it would be the common people who suffered.
"But... this newspaper doesn't publish any photos," Feng Yin said doubtfully. "What if Ruan Yue Shao Shuai faked his death? Just like you did back then?"
Suddenly, a spark of hope ignited within her. Ruan Yu could be described as resourceful or cunning; perhaps he had escaped Ruan Ke's clutches. Moreover, good people often don't live long while evildoers endure for centuries. Someone like Ruan Yu should live a long life.
Seeing Cheng Mosu's expression soften, Feng Yin quickly smiled and said, "Miss just woke up; are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."
"Alright, then I’ll trouble you," she replied with a slight smile, her eyes shimmering with water-colored hues.
Feng Yin acknowledged and left. A knock came at the door; thinking it was Feng Yin returning, she said, "Why are you back again?"
"This is my home; of course I have to come back."
She paused for a moment before a shallow smile appeared on her lips. "Is it Uncle Nan? Please come in."
Nan Wan gently pushed open the intricately carved wooden door, his gaze landing on Cheng Mosu. He noticed her jade-like complexion was tinged with a hint of red due to her anxiety, as beautiful as the evening glow. He paused for a moment, watching her increasingly gentle smile, then found a chair to sit down and asked with concern, "How are you? Feeling better?"
"Yes, much better. It's nothing serious. I'm just not in good health, and when I encounter some distressing matters, I tend to react this way. I've gotten used to it," she replied, her voice drifting like a melody from afar, her smile as elegant as an orchid, revealing a subtle fragrance amidst its simplicity.
Nan Wan felt relieved and nodded. "It's good that you're fine. When I returned and heard the girls say you fainted, I hurried up to check on you."
She fell silent for a moment, her long Eyelashes trembling, revealing a spectrum of shimmering colors in her eyes. "Uncle Nan, there’s actually something I’d like your help with."
"Oh? Go ahead."
She bit her Rose-Colored Lips, the beautiful hue capturing the essence of the world’s fragrance, as if burning everything to bloom beautifully. "Ruan Ke has now breached Linxia City, and I'm worried that Ruan Yu might be in danger, so..."
"You and Ruan Yu are merely strangers; you don't need to worry too much about him. Besides, Ruan Yu has done many unjust things. Back then, he killed his father and brother; he sowed the seeds of his own misfortune and now reaps the consequences. What can be done about that?" Nan Wan held little admiration for Ruan Yu, naturally reluctant to help Cheng Mosu inquire about him. She understood this well enough and didn't press further, lowering her gaze and quietly shifting her attention.
Seeing that she no longer asked anything else, Nan Wan realized she understood his meaning and couldn't help but sigh, "If only I had a daughter like you."
"Mm?" She smiled lightly. "Uncle Nan is joking. A daughter as unfilial as me caused my father to lose his life; it would be best if Uncle Nan had none at all."
"Don't say such things; it's not your fault!" Nan Wan frowned slightly. "However, there is one thing I really want to admonish you about: why did you ask Feng Yin to buy tickets for going abroad without telling me?"
She was taken aback for a moment before breaking into a light smile. "I was afraid that staying here too long would disturb Uncle Nan. I didn't expect it would upset you instead. Since Uncle Nan knows now, I won't hide it anymore. I asked Feng Yin to buy tickets for tomorrow; I'm planning to go to America. Today is my farewell to Uncle Nan."
"Enough with calling me 'Uncle Nan' so casually while not truly treating me as a reliable elder." Nan Wan, who valued loyalty greatly, genuinely thought well of Cheng Mosu, which is why he had taken care of her all along. Seeing Cheng Mosu shake her head in denial of his words, he continued, "If I hadn't discovered this, were you really planning to leave without saying goodbye?"
Cheng Mosu found it somewhat amusing and said, "Uncle Nan, you come and go without a trace. I want to say goodbye, but I can't even find you."
"Well, you little girl, in the end, it's still my fault," Nan Wan said with a chuckle, no longer pretending to be angry. "I think you should stay until autumn before going abroad."
Cheng Mosu was puzzled. "Why stay until autumn?"
"The situation has changed again. If you trust me, stay until autumn before leaving. If you don't trust me, I can arrange a ticket for you, and you can leave tomorrow," Nan Wan said seriously.
Cheng Mosu was taken aback; what could have changed? She already trusted Nan Wan, and seeing how serious he was made her not think too much about it. She agreed, "Alright, I'll listen to Uncle Nan."
"That's more like it," Nan Wan nodded in satisfaction. Looking at her expression, he added, "You still don't seem well. Rest well; I'll step out for now."
Cheng Mosu nodded. He didn't linger and turned to leave, slowly closing the door curtain behind him. At the end of the corridor, Jiang Yating smiled brightly at him. He nodded back and walked over to her, whispering, "I managed to keep her here."
"Thank you, Uncle Nan," Jiang Yating said with her head lowered, her gaze seemingly sinking into the ground.
Just as he was about to say something, a girl hurriedly ran over and said, "Master, it's Mr. Jiang; he has arrived and wants to see you."
"Oh?" He squinted his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yating. She shook her head vigorously in response, and he understood immediately. "You go bring Shaohao to the living room. Yating, you should go back to your room and hide for a bit; I won't let him know you're here."
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