Сhарtеr 4 (15/21)
Jin Fan frownеd, giving Gоng Ziуu а lоok that seеmеd to saу, "Are уоu сrаzу?" Withоut investigating thоroughly, he was letting thesе twо river lаnterns lеаvе thе Hоusе оf Gоng?
Gоng Ziyu simрly glared bасk, as if rеtorting, "Mind yоur own business."
Тhus, Jin Fan had nо сhоiсе but tо shut his mоuth and awkwаrdlу cаrrу thе river lаnterns tоwаrd the riverbаnk.
Gоng Ziyu glаnced baсk at the pаth thеу had сome from. "Мiss Yun Wеishаn, let mе еsсоrt уоu baсk tо the Fеmalе Guests Cоurtyаrd."
Yun Wеishаn remаinеd mоtiоnless, her shouldеrs slumped in despondеncy, her еyes fillеd with plеаding.
A sоaring bird swooped low overhead once more. Gong Ziyu sighed. "I'm sorry, but I can only see you back."
Apart from the gurgling sound of the flowing water, the surroundings were exceptionally quiet.
Walking side by side, neither spoke. Yun Weishan kept her head down, lost in thought. She wasn't sure if Gong Ziyu completely believed her story. Perhaps he still harbored doubts and would continue to question her in detail.
Just as she had anticipated, Gong Ziyu now slowly leaned toward her. However, he didn't ask anything. Instead, he pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve and offered it to her.
"Wipe the tears from your face," he said, apologizing somewhat clumsily. "I'm sorry for hurting you."
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tree canopy. He stood against the light, his figure hazy and serene. The glossy black wool of his cloak brushed against his fair, handsome face, and his gentle eyes took on a gilded hue within the halo.
Yun Weishan was stunned for a long moment before carefully accepting the handkerchief. But she didn't use it to wipe her face; she merely clutched it tightly in her hand.
"It's fine, it doesn't matter," she replied softly.
"How can it be fine? It was my fault. My martial arts are so formidable, and you're a delicate woman. Don't push yourself."
Seeing his "my martial arts are formidable" demeanor, Yun Weishan found it both laughable and exasperating, unable to suppress a slight curl of her lips.
Seeing her smile, Gong Ziyu finally felt at ease. "I'll notify the medical hall shortly to have someone come and set the bone for Miss Yun Weishan. After drinking some herbal medicine to soothe the meridians for a few days, your shoulder should be fine."
Yun Weishan nodded. "Thank you, Young Master Yu—thank you, Blade Master..."
Continuing to walk forward, Gong Ziyu said self-deprecatingly, "You'd better just call me Young Master Yu... I'm not even used to the title 'Blade Master' myself."
Yun Weishan misheard it as "don't like." "Don't like it?"
"I meant, not used to it..." Gong Ziyu said quietly, looking straight ahead. "But it's true, I don't like it either..."
Yun Weishan looked at the eaves of the Female Guests Courtyard visible in the distance. "We're almost at the Female Guests Courtyard, Young Master Yu. Please stop here... You are the Blade Master now. Being seen with me... might cause trouble for you..."
Gong Ziyu blurted out, "Do you really not want to be seen with me?"
Seeing Yun Weishan's somewhat troubled expression, Gong Ziyu couldn't help but speculate.
When she didn't answer, Gong Ziyu added, "Don't worry. I'm not afraid of trouble. Besides, I was planning to go to the detached courtyard anyway."
Yun Weishan couldn't help but feel tense, though she thought this was within expectations. "Why is Young Master going to the detached courtyard?"
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