Chapter 24: Breezy Coolness

deepened gradually with his tongue slipping in and out through her teeth.Each time she tried to close her lips, he would suddenly slip his tongue into them, and just when she caught it in her mouth,...Chapter 24: Breezy Coolness

"Bang"

Tianrén looked speechlessly at the side, shaking her head in disbelief. On the ground were shattered pieces of a tea cup—these were all high-quality glassware. This was the third time today since their return.

Looking over at Yumu who calmly continued to drink his tea, she wondered why he didn’t do anything about it Those tea sets were all things that the Young Master cherished most.

Could it be that Ah Xue had done something worthy of such leniency from the Young Master

Zhailin picked up the shards with a forced smile. She couldn’t help but think about last night’s events again; although in hindsight, she would have ended up dead or worse if not for that person’s help. It was better to pretend it happened because of an evil spirit.

But—what a bastard! He didn’t even leave any clue behind and now she thought she’d done something bad. Damn him, at least give her his name!

Wait, that doesn’t sound right. Why does it seem like she was willing to accept what happened No no, she hated him so much she could tear him apart!

"What’s the matter with Ah Xue" Mai Dong asked Tianrén curiously as he approached her, sometimes looking like he was remembering something and other times like he had done something wrong. He also turned red; did he have a cold

Tianrén shook her head helplessly at Ma Dong’s stupidity.

Just as she wanted to reprimand him, she heard faint footsteps approaching from about one hundred steps away. Tianrén smacked Mai Dong on the head and then dragged him off to prepare for their guests.

"Ah Xue, your guest has arrived," she said softly, putting down her teacup.

Huh A guest

Zhailin blinked in confusion. Instinctively looking outside when she saw who it was, the glass shards in her hand shattered into even smaller pieces again.

"What kind of dumbstruck expression is that" Mu Qingfeng couldn’t help mocking Zhailin at seeing her stunned look as he strode forward without a care for Yumu’s existence. He ruffled her soft hair and pulled her into his embrace before noticing the other man, casually saying “Oh, Young Master Yumu is here too What an excellent time to drink tea.”

Indeed, Yumu let out a light snort and continued with what he was doing.

The hand still on her head playing with her hair made Zhailin finally push him away from the chest that she had been surprised to find so well-built. She hopped free of Mu Qingfeng’s hold and went over to Yumu, casually fixing her hair.

"So what do you want" Keeping a safe distance from Mu Qingfeng, Zhailin didn’t hesitate in drinking down the tea that had been poured for her by Young Master Yumu.

“Clack”

She suddenly put down her teacup, looked at Mu Qingfeng in surprise, then rushed to his side as fast as possible and grabbed his hand. If Qilin’s main body saw this scene, she would definitely think that this was a copy of Xiaobai.

Wagging her tail submissively with starry eyes while looking up at him.

Mu Qingfeng did not disappoint expectations and patted Qilin’s head. He smiled and nodded his head.

"Really" Upon receiving the accurate answer, Qilin stared excitedly at Mu Qingfeng.

That night, she actually asked Mu Qingfeng to do one more thing for her; with Mu Qingfeng’s status and connections, doing such a thing should be as easy as pie.

The next step was getting the approval.

"Is it okay" She instantly ran beside yuwood and squatted down. Grabbing his clothes, she softened her voice and asked, "Yuwod, it's like this, I want to—."

"Go." He silently withdrew his sleeve and continued, “Leave early and return early. Be careful.”

Huh He agreed

She thought she would be rejected. Wait, did he know what he was doing

In any case, it’s great that she could leave. She stood up and walked towards Mu Qingfeng; just as she had taken two steps, Qilin stopped, turned around, and with a sunny expression said “Thank you.”

After Qi Lin and the others left, Rendong and Maidong only then came out to set down tea snacks. For the first time, Rendong could not hold back from asking "Young Master, your subordinate is dull-witted; why did Young Master allow Miss Xue and Mu Qingfeng to go outside Are you not worried about—"

"It’s fine." There were things that she must do here.

And he guaranteed it. After Qi Lin went, her resolve would be even firmer. At that time, Qi Lin's eyes must have looked very good, if only she could see them.

Hmm… He looks extremely happy; this kind of Yuwod Young Master is indeed rare to see. It seems like it’s necessary to prepare a pot of fine wine.

Outside the Drunken Flower Tower, people came and went. She originally thought that there would be crowds inside the tower, but outside was even more crowded with stalls lining the entire street, bustling as if in an open market.

Aren’t streets supposed to have very few people walking around during ancient times Looks like TV dramas are lying. After looking around and still not finding the person she wanted to see, Qilin panicked and wanted to find Mu Qingfeng for a clear explanation. But when she turned back, there was nothing beside her.

Where did everyone go

"Miss, over here."

In response to the call, Qi Lin was startled by the carriage that appeared in front of her; she hadn’t seen it there a moment ago. How could it have followed her so closely

Without another word, Qi Lin got into an ancient carriage for the first time. However, inside the carriage wasn't as spacious as she had imagined. She knew carriages were supposed to be roomy enough to accommodate seven or eight people without feeling cramped. The cushions were also quite comfortable. There was even a small table in the middle and a warming brazier in front of her, emitting a faint fragrance. She never would have expected such luxurious accommodations.

The carriage seemed aware of Qi Lin’s sense of wonder as it proceeded at a leisurely pace, allowing her to take in the sights fully. She realized that the only bustling area was the main street near Drunken Flower Tower. Although there were many side alleys, they were sparsely populated. The shops along them all looked expensive. The main street was mostly occupied by vegetable farmers and vendors, as well as inns.

So it is like this: the more precious something is, the less ostentatious it becomes Truly counterintuitive.

Ambulating through the bustling crowd, Qi Lin failed to spot any of the representative goods of ancient times—the omnipresent candied hawthorns. Really, could it be that there were no such things in this era She reluctantly withdrew her gaze but inadvertently noticed a dark figure slowly moving among the throng.

More accurately, she was using every ounce of strength from her chest and belly to move forward, chin pressing against the cold ground. A broken bowl was clenched between her teeth. Her limbs were limp and weak, barely touching the ground. Despite the bright daylight with no snow on the ground, a piercing chill could be felt. The only covering she had was a filthy black cloth that barely shielded her body. She was kicked around by passersby incessantly; only a scrawny yellow dog sat beside her, occasionally barking at threatening-looking pedestrians before being spit upon or shouted at viciously, causing it to cower and retreat to lick the dirty fingers of its human companion.

Do you know that Su Feng had his eyes gouged out and tendons severed just to save you

The words from Qiao Er echoed in her mind. She knew things were bad, but she hadn’t expected it to come to this.

Eyes… Yes, Qi Lin focused on where the eyes should be; a relatively clean rag covered them. If lifted, would she still be able to look directly at him How could this happen just for her sake But why was he in such a state Who had done it If Qiao Er had been driven to this because of Mudan, then what about Su Feng

"Why" She needed answers. With that thought, Qi Lin turned around intending to jump out of the carriage but was held back. "Let go of me, you bastard."

Almost without thinking, she blurted out a string of curses—a first for her in front of Mu Qingfeng. Staring at Mu Qingfeng’s composed face, Qi Lin raised her hand and struck him hard.

"Slap!"

The delicate hand landed on the table with force; the cups rattled and clinked.

“Even if you go now, you can’t do anything to help. Things might get worse.” A large hand covered Qi Lin’s trembling one, holding it in his palm. Gazing at the slightly reddened spot, he gently caressed it; lifting his gaze, he met her deadpan eyes. Extending a long arm, he pulled back the curtain. “You know what I mean.”

She understood—Qiao Er’s hatred for herself was one thing, but Su Feng’s condition…

The cool breeze blowing in through the open curtains seeped into Qi Lin's collar, bringing her a bit of clarity. Turning slightly, she observed Su Feng still begging among the crowd and also noticed the person next to him.

I am Qīxī—cool as the light wind, setting sun’s dusk.

Back then, she was clad in a simple blue robe, her sleeves rolled up high. The golden sunlight reflecting on the stream provided her with a perfect warm backdrop that highlighted her innocent and beautiful face flawlessly; even Qi Lin couldn't help but glance at her twice.

But now, although she wore light blue elegant clothes, her body seemed much thinner, as if a strong wind could blow her away. Her long hair was tightly bound up, with only minimal decorations on her bun. Even from afar, one could see the melancholy etched on her face.

Zhūxī was so far the only person who hadn't scolded Sufeng. She retrieved a white silk handkerchief from her bosom and carefully unfolded it to take out a small amount of silver, which she then gently placed inside Sufeng's black clothes. Unable to hold back tears, her delicate fingers were seized in an instant by a frail old man with snow-white hair, who seemed extremely disgusted as he harshly scolded her and pulled on her hair viciously. With a sweeping gesture from his large hand, Zhūxī fell onto the ground, while Sufeng beside her tried to intervene but was ruthlessly stepped on.

Zhūxī's pleading did not seem to work as more bystanders gathered around until Qi Lin could no longer see anything clearly.

"It seems like you've calmed down a lot."

Huh Qi Lin turned her head to look at Mù Qīngfēng and arched an eyebrow. "When did you ever see me calm"

Hmm Mù Qīngfēng looked puzzledly at Qi Lin, completely without any anger or even a flicker of emotion in his eyes; his breathing was also steady. Wasn't this considered calm

Wait a minute, he had only seen such composure on top-notch assassins before. Could it be... no, that's impossible. This girl doesn’t know martial arts.

"Let’s go back," Qi Lin straightened herself for the first time voluntarily.

We will become good sisters from now on.

She had never fully regarded them as such; it was merely a temporary rapport, and unconsciously she started considering everything about them. Perhaps this is what being good sisters entails

Hence! Let her settle the score then.

"You have a rather impressive gaze," Mù Qīngfēng smiled gently, stroking Qi Lin's head affectionately and said, "I’ll tell you everything that happened as your reward for letting me hold you."

Huh

Before Qi Lin could react, she was pulled into a warm embrace. The hand on her back kept patting her gently like soothing a puppy.

This guy! Is there no end to this

Mustering all her strength, she aimed for Mù Qīngfēng’s chest and pushed him hard.d burst out of her chest. She bit down on her red lips without responding.Qi Lin produced the flowers she had prepared from behind and waved them in front of Miss Mudan’s nose, pretending to be deeply...