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When I woke up, looking at the familiar surroundings in front of me, I suddenly realized that it had all been a dream. I was still sleeping at home, but the dream felt so real.
I shook my dizzy head and shouted toward the slightly ajar door, "Dad, Mom..."
The door swung open, but it wasn't my dad or mom who came in. I fell back onto the bed helplessly. I thought it was all just a dream, but when I saw Mu Xuanche walk in, I knew I was just deceiving myself.
"Wife, who are you calling?" he asked with a smile.
He still had the mood to joke with me, but I wasn't in the mood to respond. I stared blankly at the Flower Board.
Suddenly remembering something, I turned to sit up. "Mu Xuanche, where are Mingyue and the others?"
He shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know.
Damn it, how could I lie here when their lives were uncertain?
I tried to get out of bed, but Mu Xuanche pressed me back down.
"What are you doing?" I questioned him loudly.
He looked at me, his handsome face filled with displeasure as he coldly reprimanded, "Lie back down. You don't need to worry about them."
"Why don't I need to worry? Mingyue has helped me so much; how can I not care about their safety?"
"Don't worry. With Bai Qiling around, she will be fine."
I was still a bit worried about Mu Xuanche's nonchalant response. After all, this guy seemed to only care about me and was indifferent to everyone else. I asked again, "Are you sure?"
He lunged at me, pinning me down.
"Since you have so much time to meddle in others' affairs, why don't we do something else?"
His calm gaze pierced through me, carrying a hint of heat that made me instantly aware of his intentions. I felt my cheeks flush.
He smiled lightly, not saying a word, as his gentle hand brushed against my forehead, lifting my bangs. He leaned down and pressed a kiss on my lips, his eyes softening in an instant, a smile dancing at the corners.
This man was too captivating. Usually as cold as ice, he could be as tender as water in moments like this, enchanting in a way that was utterly irresistible.
The strong resolve I had quickly drowned in his affection, leaving me unable to utter a single word.
Without saying anything, his warm lips lingered on my face, at the corners of my mouth, and along my neck, sending waves of tingling sensations through me that made it impossible to focus enough to push him away.
"Be good," he murmured in a deep voice, his magnetic tone causing me to instinctively raise my hands.
In an instant, my clothes vanished. This was a rare occasion where I managed to keep my outfit intact; previously, he had been so domineering that I was left with nothing but scraps.
His cold body pressed against mine.
The irresistible allure was something I could only endure.
Before my rationality slipped away completely, I weakly leaned against his back and whispered near his ear, "Be careful, baby."
He nodded slightly and placed his large hand on my back to soothe me.
Then came the storm. Weak as I was, I fell asleep once more.
When I woke up again, it was already time for the second round.
After organizing my thoughts, I decided to go out and look for Shangguan Mingyue and the others. This time, no matter what Mu Xuanche said, I wouldn’t listen. I was determined not to give up until I found Mingyue.
The outcome was often unexpected. When I reached downstairs, I saw two completely muddy figures sitting in the chairs of my living room.
I took a closer look before recognizing them.
“Mingyue, what happened to you? You look like a mud person,” I exclaimed.
Their faces were covered in dirt, leaving only their eyes clearly visible—black and white. The expression in those eyes was filled with grievance. Shangguan Mingyue looked as if she had suffered greatly and wailed at me, “Yan Xi, you have no idea how much I’ve endured! It’s all this idiot's fault for digging holes without thinking. The cave collapsed and nearly buried me alive!”
Bai Qiling, not willing to be slandered, shook off the mud from his body and stood up, pointing angrily at Shangguan Mingyue. “You ungrateful wretch! If it weren’t for me digging that hole, would you have escaped? Not only do you refuse to appreciate my efforts, but you dare to slander me? Have you lost your mind?”
Mingyue was stubborn by nature; she didn’t respond well to pressure. Seeing that she was about to clash with Bai Qiling, I exchanged glances with Mu Xuanche. Each of us grabbed one of them and pulled them apart.
As I dragged Shangguan Mingyue upstairs, she continued to curse, “That dead idiot! What a piece of work! How dare he…”
“Alright, Mingyue, as long as you’re safe, that’s what matters. Hurry up and take a shower; I’ll prepare something for you to eat,” I said.
Upon hearing about food, her gluttonous nature kicked in. She forgot all about Bai Qiling and dashed upstairs. “Wait for me! I’ll be done washing in no time! You go prepare food; I want to eat a lot!”
I smiled as I watched this lively pair; they truly made a fitting duo.
Bai Qiling and Mu Xuanche could skip meals, but Shangguan Mingyue and I had to eat.
Fortunately, there were still some supplies at home. My parents usually stored things in the cellar for easy access.
This is the advantage of living in the countryside; there is always something to eat, so we don’t have to worry about going hungry.
If there was nothing at home, I could just step outside and dig up a few sweet potatoes or potatoes from the fields to fill my stomach.
I hadn’t been down to the cellar for a while, and I was surprised to find a musty smell. It seemed my dad hadn’t ventilated it well enough.
I remembered that he had placed two large hams down there, gifts from a friend in Jinhua, meant for the New Year. I planned to cut some off today to share with Mingyue.
Holding the black kitchen knife from home, I was sharpening it while hanging the cured meat nearby.
A sudden gust of wind made me feel uneasy.
When I turned around, I saw a woman’s face clearly appearing on the opposite earthen wall.
My heart tightened; something felt wrong, and I realized I had nothing with me.
Relying solely on this kitchen knife wouldn’t be much help. I quietly gripped the bone whistle around my neck; if anything happened, I could blow it, and Mu Xuanche would come to my rescue.
However, when I approached to take a closer look, that face had vanished.
I felt strange but couldn’t pinpoint why.
“Yan Xi, are you done yet?”
Shangguan Mingyue’s anxious voice called from above, so I stopped searching and went upstairs to cook for her.
The aroma of food wafted through the air, making both Mingyue and me eager to eat.
I was doing fine, after all, I had eaten my own cooking for a long time.
Shangguan Mingyue, on the other hand, was like a reincarnated Hungry Ghost, devouring her food with abandon.
"Yan Xi, your cooking is amazing! I want to be with you forever. Why can't I cook?" she exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes.
I smiled but didn’t respond. Growing up in the countryside, especially as a girl, not knowing how to cook would surely invite ridicule. Although my parents loved me, there were times when they were busy and I had to help out in the kitchen.
Cooking is something you learn through practice; over time, it becomes second nature.
"Yan Xi, I want another bowl!"
With food in front of her, Shangguan Mingyue looked like a young girl, holding her bowl and flashing me a charming smile.
Bai Qiling couldn’t help but tease her from the side. "You must have been a Hungry Ghost in your past life."
"Oh please, that’s still better than some people who can’t even enjoy such delicious food and have to settle for incense offerings," Shangguan Mingyue shot back, hitting Bai Qiling right where it hurt. His brows furrowed in anger, yet he couldn’t muster a single retort.
To ease the awkwardness, I decided to strike up a conversation with Mu Xuanche.
"When are we setting off? I plan to return to Xuanzong."
My intention to go back was mainly to inquire about Liu Qingfeng. Although I knew my parents were safe now, I wouldn’t feel at ease until I saw them myself.
Moreover, there was something unsettling about this village—especially that grave we had set aside for now.
Liu Qingfeng had always forbidden me from returning to the village, and Uncle Wang urged me to leave as soon as possible. What secrets were hidden behind all this?
And then there was that face I saw in the cellar; it left me with an uneasy feeling that I couldn’t quite place.
When faced with danger, one's sixth sense often warns them to avoid it. That's how I feel right now.
Mu Xuanche appeared calm. "No rush," he said.
How could he suddenly be so relaxed? It used to be him who was always anxious.
Mu Xuanche glanced at everyone and said coldly, "Finish your meal, head upstairs to rest early. We have a performance to prepare for tonight."
Shangguan Mingyue and I exchanged confused looks, not understanding what he meant.
A performance? What kind of performance?
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