The sa night.
On the official road from Qingfeng Prefecture to Pingchang Prefecture, a carriage slowly made its way.
Liang Yuening touched the bracelet on his wrist and showed a pitiful expression, "Third Brother, I miss the Wife, Wife. When can she return? Has she left us for so long because she no longer wants us?"
Shujun turned over, facing away from Yue Ning. "I miss her too. Let’s wait for her to co back."
They did not know that the Wife, Wife they were thinking about had already returned to Purple Garden, just a few days after they decided to set off for Pingchang Prefecture.
This ti, however, they had missed her.
Far away in Jiangnan, inside a theater.
A man dressed in brocade clothes, his noble grace highlighted by his snow-white hair spread loose.
He looked at the actor on stage chirping and warbling, and suddenly furrowed his brows, as a familiar feeling arose from within. But this feeling was abrupt and peculiar.
At that mont, a drunken woman lunged at him. He wore a mask on his face, but under the mask, his brows furrowed fiercely.
"Get lost—!"
He pushed the woman away rcilessly, feeling that it shouldn’t have been like this.
He was sowhat restless.
Originally leaving the Golden Triangle, following so intuition all the way to Jiangnan, but from ti to ti, he rembered the girl he had seen upon waking up that day.
The girl was so delicate and under his paralyzed state, had done such a thing to him. He couldn’t explain his feelings at the ti, but he believed her presence greatly affected him, even making his mood uncontrollable.
He disliked this.
He preferred the feeling of having everything under control.
"Master?"
Tie Yi looked worriedly at the man, but the man stood up with a stern face, "Let’s go, return!" Before leaving, he glanced back at the actor on stage, feeling that he might have known soone who sang better. Did this actor’s tune not asure up?
He slightly frowned then left the theater with Tie Yi.
***
Over the next few days in Qingfeng Prefecture, the little Wife, Wife was busy with Gu Refinent and also preparing dicine for Shu Yu. She bustled about like a busy little bee, and each ti she got busy, Shu Yu would sit in a wheelchair outside the pharmacy with a light expression, seemingly preventing Yixuan from approaching the Wife, Wife. As for Fourth Brother Haoming, he barely glanced and then ignored it.
Oddly, all of a sudden, the night watch duty had beco a rotation between the second brother and four others. Yixuan was left feeling as if ever since the Wife, Wife returned, there had been a barrier between himself and the Wife, Wife.
He often drank at night, but during the day he maintained a gently smiling face, his real emotions indiscernible to anyone.
"Haoming, could you co here?"
The little Wife, Wife opened the window and called out to Liang Haoming, who was chopping wood.
Haoming set down his ax, then approached her expressionlessly.
He did not use the door.
The second brother was stationed outside the pharmacy door, sitting in a wheelchair basking in the sun.
With one hand on the window sill, he gently leaped and appeared inside the house.
"Wife, Wife..." He looked at her and then glanced back at the second brother outside the door, pursing his lips slightly, appearing sowhat flustered.
The little Wife, Wife tiptoed to touch his head, then led him to the table, "I need a bit of your blood, just a little bit, could I?"
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