She had been thinking about these things before, and now that she thought about them again, she found it impossible to suppress them.
Of course, she wasn't thinking about him, nor did she want to see him.
She said to herself.
She was just a little curious, wanting to see him … what he was doing, wanting to know how he was spending his time in the capital.
In the Mausoleum of Zhou, when she had spoken to that fellow about Senior Qiushan and the engagement, she had said that what she cared about the most was following her heart.
Now that her heart was set, she naturally no longer hesitated. She returned to her room and changed her clothes. Taking the umbrella, she walked out of the snowy courtyard.
Shuang'er returned with a plate of veal and asked in shock, "Young Lady, you're still going out so late?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to see Grand Lady Mo?"
"… Yes."
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The Orthodox Academy was very quiet at night, but the Hundred Flowers Lane outside the academy was very lively. The lights of the restaurants shone on the falling snowflakes. Coupled with the smoke generated by the hot air in the restaurant, the scene seemed somewhat illusory. Xu Yourong quietly stood at the end of the lane, her white ceremonial robes and red cloak the most beautiful part of this illusory scene.
Because of the Yellow Paper Umbrella, no one was able to sense her existence. The people in the restaurant did not have the fortune of seeing this scene, so they naturally did not have any misgivings. As usual, they spoke loudly, drank to their heart's content, called out to their friends, and teased the girls. The music would occasionally be interrupted, but the joyous singing and laughter never ceased.
Xu Yourong slightly creased her brow as she listened to the obscene songs coming from the restaurant.
She was very curious about the new Orthodox Academy and had many conjectures, but she had not imagined that just a wall away was a place of filth and corruption.
"He's already the principal, yet he doesn't care."
For some inexplicable reason, she felt a great deal of dissatisfaction towards that fellow.
The night breeze blew and the snowflakes were thrown into disorder. She noiselessly flew over the academy wall, the Orthodoxy cavalry patrolling in the snow completely unaware. Landing within the academy wall, she was faced with a lake. A row of houses stood by the lake, and she could faintly smell the scent of firewood. She guessed that this was the kitchen, so she walked over. After confirming that there was no one inside, she pushed open the door and casually glanced around.
"The food is truly not bad."
She gazed at the food in the Orthodox Academy's kitchen and nodded in satisfaction, but she did not feel that her role had deviated. (Note)
When she saw the pile of blue lobster shells in the food processing room, she finally believed Shuang'er's words.
She shook her head and thought to herself, he really did move Clear Lake Restaurant over. That young master of the Wenshui Tangs really is a strange person.
Walking along the lakeside to the other side, she saw the big banyan tree. Then she saw the light and the building on the other side of the low wall.
She recalled the scenes he had mentioned in the snowy temple of the Plains of the Unsetting Sun, the things he had said, as well as the rumors about him. She guessed that that place should be the library, and it was in that building that he had found his Fated Star.
Not far behind the great banyan tree was a small building. Compared to the bright and bustling lights of the other parts of the Orthodox Academy, this small building was much quieter.
She directly pushed open the door to the house and walked in with the Yellow Paper Umbrella in hand.
Then, she stopped.
This was the first floor. She stopped in front of the door of a room. She could smell the faint smell of medicine from the crack of the door.
There was a bed in the room behind the door.
Zhexiu was lying on the bed.
Although his injuries had gradually healed, the wounds on his meridians had not completely healed. Therefore, he still needed to lie down quietly most of the time.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
He slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the door. His expression was grave and solemn, as if he was facing a great foe.
His current expression was even more cautious than when he had faced the Demon General couple in the Garden of Zhou.
His gaze fell on the door and his pupils constricted.
His right hand slowly moved through the bedding and gripped the Demon Commander's Banner Sword.
The moment he gripped the hilt, many black hairs sprouted from the back of his hand and his constricted pupils rapidly turned blood red.
He was ready to fight, even ready to transform without hesitation, because he could sense that the person outside the door was very strong.
In terms of cultivation, the person outside the door was about the same as him, but he felt a very dangerous feeling.
This was the crux of the problem.
Because of his special bloodline talent and the harsh environment in which he had grown up, he had been accompanied by killing since he was a child, hunting demons for a living. It could be said that the wolf youth Zhexiu was the young expert most skilled in battle, or perhaps in close quarters combat. In his understanding, and even in the understanding of everyone else, it was impossible for anyone at the same level to defeat him. Back when he had not even reached Ethereal Opening, he had already thought of killing the Ethereal Opening Gou Hanshi. This was proof of this.
Yet now, he felt that even if he was not injured and had completely recovered his peak strength, he would still not be a match for the person outside the door.
This feeling was very strange. He was sure that he had never exchanged blows with the person outside the door, but he felt like he had exchanged blows with him countless times, and … he had never won.
It was this feeling of danger and this strange state of mind that made him rather sensitive, so he was wary, even uneasy.
Just who was the person outside the door?
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Xu Yourong held the Yellow Paper Umbrella and calmly looked at the door, saying nothing.
She had already guessed who the person in the room was.
She had never met him, but they had actually met many times.
They had met on the stone wall in front of the Six Ivies and all the other schools.
That was the Proclamation of Azure Sky.
They had met at the highest point of the Proclamation of Azure Sky.
In the last three years, she had always been at the top of the Proclamation of Azure Sky, and that person had always been second.
In the past, she would never have missed a chance to exchange blows with him, but now that she knew that he had not recovered from his heavy injuries, she naturally would not send him an invitation.
After a while, she turned and walked upstairs, making no effort to drown out the sound of her footsteps.
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From the sound of his footsteps, Zhexiu could tell that he had no ill intentions.
But just who was this person? Why had he entered the Orthodox Academy at night?
Suddenly, he recalled the most sensational news in the capital today, as well as the White Crane that had stayed by the lake for half a day. His face instantly revealed shock.
In the blink of an eye, he recalled what Chen Changsheng was doing, and his shock instantly transformed into sympathy and pity.
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Xu Yourong went straight to Chen Changsheng's room.
To her, this was not a very difficult task. She did not need to understand the privileges of the principal, only to understand him.
She remembered very clearly that in the Garden of Zhou, no matter how busy he was, running day and night without time to bathe, he would still do his utmost to wash his face and hands clean.
This floor was very clean, extremely clean, so clean that it made one's hair stand on end.
There were no cobwebs, no scraps of paper, no trash. There wasn't even a speck of dust in the cracks in the wooden boards in the corners.
The floor of the walkway seemed to have been washed ten times a day, so clean that one could even see a person's shadow.
Xu Yourong glanced at the dress she was wearing and felt rather uneasy. Aren't all people with mysophobia a little abnormal?
She walked towards the room, the soles of her shoes making no sound on the walkway, leaving behind only the snow and mud outside the building.
Arriving at the door, she turned her head to look at the clear footprints on the clean walkway, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
After confirming that there was no one in the room, she pushed open the door and walked in.
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(Note: The principal's wife is inspecting. There is still one more chapter tonight. But this does not mean that I have to write two chapters every day, because my energy is not enough.)
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