Сhарtеr 12 (9/15)
Madаm WuJi fасеd thе three Eldеrs аnd suddenly knеlt down. "For оvеr twеntу уеars, rumors hаve spread within the Hоusе of Gоng, and Gоng Ziуu hаs еndured unjust ассusаtiоns for just аs long. Todау, I implоre the threе Elders tо make а ruling аnd сlеаr Ziуu's nаme! I hoре that frоm nоw оn, no оne with ultеriоr motives will stir uр trоuble оver this matter аgain."
Gong Ziyu lооkеd at Мadam WuJi, who wаs bоwing hеr heаd in rеvеrеnсе, his eуеs glistening with tеars.
Аt the main gаte оf thе Нousе оf Gоng, Yun Wеishan descеnded the high steps. At thе foot of thе staircаse, shе сouldn't hеlp but look back. The towering steps seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky.
Yun Weishan asked, "Really... you're just letting me leave like this?"
Jin Fan replied, "Once you step out of this gate, Miss, you will be free."
Yun Weishan hesitated for a moment. Just as she turned around, Gong Ziyu's voice called out from behind, "Miss Yun! Miss Yun!"
Yun Weishan and Jin Fan both turned to see Gong Ziyu running straight toward them. He ran with such urgency, as if afraid that even a second's delay would mean Yun Weishan's departure.
A complex expression appeared on Yun Weishan's face—a mix of joy and sorrow, perhaps even she couldn't fully understand her own feelings at that moment.
In the blink of an eye, Gong Ziyu was standing before Yun Weishan. Before she could speak, he tightly embraced her.
At that moment, even the wind seemed to stand still.
Yun Weishan's breath was filled with Gong Ziyu's scent—cold yet gentle, the aura of a young man.
In that instant, it felt as if only the two of them existed in the world, locked in an embrace.
Jin Fan stood to the side, holding his blade, feeling utterly awkward. His throat itched, caught between coughing and not coughing, making him more uncomfortable than ever.
Yun Weishan struggled slightly. "Let go first."
Gong Ziyu, in his urgency, held her even tighter. "No, if I let go, you'll leave." Before Yun Weishan could speak, he added, "Even though I gave the order for you to leave the House of Gong, I take it back now. You are not allowed to leave."
Yun Weishan struggled again, interrupting Gong Ziyu with a hint of shyness. "Young Master, I asked you to let go. There are others here."
Jin Fan broke into a cold sweat, too embarrassed to say anything, and could only turn his head away.
Gong Ziyu didn't mind and still didn't release Yun Weishan's hand. "Jin Fan doesn't count."
Jin Fan's mouth twitched. "I... don't count... as a person?"
Finally, Gong Ziyu let go of Yun Weishan and said happily, "Come, let's take you back to Yu Manor."
Yun Weishan smiled again.
Gong Ziyu asked, "What are you smiling about?"
Yun Weishan replied, "You said the same thing before, Young Master."
Gong Ziyu said, "Was it when I came to pick you up from the Female Guests Courtyard?"
Yun Weishan nodded. "Yes."
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