Celestial Master Zhang listened, his expression filled with anxiety, persistently questioning where the old tiger went.
Situ Yongjie told him the tiger ran back to the mountains on its own and cannot be found anymore. The master’s expression was very strange, yet filled with deep hope.
This left Situ Yongjie confused, not knowing why the master suddenly took an interest in the tiger, or why he hovered around the General’s Mansion. Despite being a military man, he was ticulous and carefully deflected Celestial Master Zhang’s questions without revealing the truth.
Celestial Master Zhang, having no other option, let the matter go.
However, from then on, he always approached him, seemingly unintentionally.
Being a master of the nation, Situ Yongjie found it difficult to say anything, and since then, a shadow seed to follow him at all tis.
It felt incredibly uncomfortable having a national master as a follower. Situ Yongjie felt as if he was sitting on a bed of nails, afraid of offending this ancestor and thus creating a powerful enemy within the Imperial Court.
The Old Madam noticed Situ Yongjie’s changing expression and asked without noise, "Jiejie, are you unwilling to help your mother with this? It’s a matter concerning the safety of our General’s Mansion."
Situ Yongjie thought about it and decided to make use of the situation — since this guy often followed him anyway, there was no harm: "It’s a small matter. Mother, rest assured, tomorrow I will bring the master back to the mansion. You can prepare everything."
The Old Madam was overjoyed upon hearing this, nodding repeatedly, "Good, good, that’s excellent."
Since receiving Situ Yongjie’s promise that the master would be brought to the mansion tomorrow, the Old Madam was overwheld with joy, imdiately instructing the maids and servants in the mansion to thoroughly clean the General’s Mansion in preparation for the master’s arrival.
The news quickly spread throughout the General’s Mansion like the wind.
Qingyuo Pavilion.
Zi Xia hurriedly walked in from outside, carrying a bowl of snow fungus lotus seed soup.
Xuexue was sitting by the table, engrossed in her embroidery. Seeing Zi Xia return, she looked up briefly before lowering her head to continue.
Zi Xia, just like in a past life, was very considerate towards her.
"Young Miss, stop embroidering and have a bowl of soup to warm yourself. This ghastly weather is getting colder, and the New Year is next month."
"Alright!"
Xuexue put down her embroidery, stepped over to the small table. Before her was a bowl of steaming snow fungus lotus seed soup.
She elegantly sat down, picked up the spoon, gently stirred it, then took a small sip, her eyes squinting: "It tastes really good."
"It was made by this maid in person. Knowing you like this soup, I specially went to the kitchen to cook a bowl."
Hearing this, Situtu Xueer’s eyes welled up with tears. In a past life, Zi Xia was also loyal, but at that ti, misled by Auntie Tang and her daughter, she didn’t see it clearly until Zi Xia sacrificed her life. By then, it was too late.
"Young Miss, what’s wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"
"Nothing, just got burnt a little."
"Be careful, the soup was just cooked, it’s hot."
"Okay!"
While Zi Xia turned around, Situtu Xueer quickly wiped the tears from her face, silently vowing to herself to protect those who love her in this life and never let them sacrifice their lives for her again.
Suddenly, Zi Xia seed to recall sothing: "Oh right, Young Miss, it’s widely spreading in the mansion that Celestial Master Zhang will be visiting us tomorrow, everyone is excited!"
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