Thus, Shen Qiuyang originally thought he could return to Qingfeng Mountain in about ten days, yet it unexpectedly dragged on for several more.
During this ti, people sent by Su Lang to Pingchang Prefecture, having endured the hardships of the journey by boat and carriage, finally arrived in Taihang Town.
Kaoshan Village, the Liang family?
One of them said, "I wonder what relation the Liang family has with our Master."
At that mont, a woman dressed in white descended from the carriage with the help of her maidservant.
Suddenly, a man rushed over, "Su Su!"
This was a man whose appearance was gaunt and pallid. Though his features were passable, what set him apart was the small crimson mole dotted on his forehead.
The man stumbled forward, trying to clutch at the white-clad woman’s sleeve, yet he saw the otherwise gentle woman suddenly speak harshly, "Hold your tongue!"
The woman in white was He Su, glaring disdainfully at the man before her.
"Pei Yu, what nerve you have to show your face to ! Have you forgotten what I told you when I had you thrown out of the mansion? Su Su? No, don’t call that, because you—Pei Yu, you do not deserve that na!!"
Pei Yu’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.
Above the carriage, Luo Yang, wearing a white gauze hat, was helped down by a male servant.
He sighed and glanced at Pei Yu beside him, feeling compassionate yet filled with lancholy.
Once, this man was nothing but a peasant, an insignificant nobody, who managed to charm everyone in the He Mansion, overshadowing even Gao Jian.
Luo Yang walked towards He Su and said, "Susu, it’s getting late."
It was already dusk, and he looked towards the signboard of the Sky Blue Building, advising, "If we delay further, we might miss Young Master Feng’s performance. He sings only once a day, and it lasts just the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea. If we miss it, we will have to wait until tomorrow."
He Su took a deep breath, "You’re right."
Afterward, she ordered people to drive away Pei Yu, while she herself entered the Sky Blue Building with Luo Yang.
As soon as Brother Liubao of the Sky Blue Building saw the two, he welcod them warmly.
"Ah, Lady He, your visit honors us. Brother Bao has failed to greet you from afar, please forgive for this neglect?"
Brother Liubao’s face was all smiles, and he called a boy servant to make arrangents to serve He Su tea. However, He Su waved her hand dismissively, her gaze urgently fixed on the stage—yet at the mont, the stage lacked the figure she longed for, showcasing only a few Young Servants performing with various instrunts.
The audience seed entertained but occasionally, discordant voices arose, muttering why Phoenix Blood had not taken the stage?
Months ago, Phoenix Blood suddenly left the Sky Blue Building, leading to speculations he had washed his hands of his past life. However, surprisingly, he returned before long.
Regardless, his return was a cause for celebration for the Sky Blue Building! Without Phoenix Blood as their mainstay, the establishnt’s business had plumted severely, with almost all patrons lost to the Choo Pavilion across the street. This reminder of Phoenix Blood’s importance made Brother Liubao acutely aware once more. Yet although Phoenix Blood himself had returned, it was as if his soul had flown elsewhere, spending his days in a daze, like a lost soul.
Brother Liubao attended to He Su, with Luo Yang sitting by her side, who took out a fine purple rosewood box from his sleeve.
"Brother Liubao, it is said that Young Master Feng is very fond of these strikingly beautiful and precious gems. Inside this box lies a Pigeon Blood Stone, blood-red in color. My Lady Su Su paid a hefty price to acquire it from another’s hands. Please could you deliver it on our behalf?"
Luo Yang also took out a pouch of money and stuffed it into Brother Liubao’s hand. The pouch was weighty and substantial, Luo Yang’s ’sweetener’ for Brother Liubao.
However, that money felt scorching to the touch.
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