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It turned out to be Zha Ziyan Hong.
A hazy mist enveloped the scene, like a gentle spring breeze.
Clearly, it was a beautiful moment in time.
Yet, in my words, it all turned to nothing.
Whose courtyard is filled with delightful sights?
Morning flies and evening rolls,
Smoke and waves paint the boats,
All wishes of Spring Colors cannot be contained.
In the midst of it all,
It seems to follow the path ahead.
Feeling bored, I moved my large easel under the tall locust tree in the courtyard, preparing to paint while singing, enjoying the moment. I had been so focused on nursing my injuries these past few days that I almost fell behind on the samples needed for the shop. Today, I decided to make a last-minute effort to catch up and finish them. Under Little Seven's management, Jun Jin's business was growing larger by the day, becoming the only chain store of its kind in the country. Initially focused on clothing, it gradually expanded into fabrics and luxurious silks from various countries, offering unique textiles and clothing styles from different regions and ethnicities. Rumors were spreading everywhere that there was a top establishment in the martial world called Jixian, and now there was also a leading name in commerce known as Jun Jin. However, I had always kept the location of Jun Jin Villa low-key and discreet. Its exterior appeared old and simple, so even thieves rarely paid attention to it. Few people knew that the shabby old house was actually the entrance to Jun Jin Villa, which housed unimaginable splendor and elegance within. It incorporated many modern architectural styles along with techniques I could explain to those workers involved in its construction. Those who had visited knew that Jun Jin Villa was an unparalleled place, unique in the world—a home I meticulously built for myself and those around me. One day, we would all rely on each other there and live happily together.
Uncut threads,
Entangled yet chaotic,
Restless for no reason,
With remnants of last night's makeup.
In such a state,
Everything is left to fate.
Now, rumors abound that Jun Jin Villa is a legendary sanctuary; some even claim it doesn't exist in this world but only in a dreamscape where only those with fate can catch a glimpse of it. When Yun Ying relayed these tales to me, I couldn't help but laugh. In ancient times, legends about gods and humans were indeed prevalent; how could they speak of such mystery? I simply wanted to protect my home discreetly. I certainly didn't wish for everyone to know about Jun Jin Villa and live under constant scrutiny—that would surely wear me out!
Shaking his head, he continued to sing lightly:
Unbreakable ties,
Yet tangled still,
A silent gloom,
With remnants of sleep,
In such a manner,
All is surrendered,
What can be done against the heavens~
Lost in thought, Xiao Quanzi suddenly came running with a laugh, his voice carrying from afar: “Master, Master, heh heh, look what I’ve brought you!”
Oh, the wicked feudal hierarchy! At first, he sweetly called me sister, but after learning from Yun Ying that I was at least a beauty, he switched to calling me Master. After correcting him several times to no avail, I lost interest in this futile effort; let him call me whatever he liked.
I turned impatiently and saw him holding a bundle of Fluffy Thing. Upon closer inspection, it was the little white creature that had run away to chase after girls for quite some time.
There it stood before me, panting and looking up with its bright white teeth and a silly grin: “Hehe.”
I took the little white creature from his hands, already feeling annoyed and disgusted. The little white one never liked being touched by others. When strangers held it, it would initially act cute and obedient. But as soon as they let their guard down for even a moment, it would suddenly attack. What was worse was that it only targeted faces, making it easy to ruin someone's looks. I guessed it had endured being held by Xiao Quanzi because it sensed my scent on him; after all, we had been living together for several days.
“Awo,” the little white one looked at me with a mournful gaze filled with infinite grievance, as if saying: Look how much I’m putting up with for you! Knowing who I am, I’ve been enduring without causing a scene; do you have any idea how hard that is? As if not satisfied yet, it rubbed its head against me and sighed contentedly.
I couldn't help but chuckle. This little rascal was really good at pretending. I knew it was holding back, feigning innocence and grievance, trying to escape the fact that just a few days ago, it had tricked me into rescuing that chubby Golden Retriever stuck in a tree.
I narrowed my eyes at it dangerously. So, you still want to challenge me? You're still too green for that. You think you can get away with this? No way!
The little white creature in my arms seemed to sense something; its owner was terrifying, and it shivered all over.
Xiao Quanzi stood there grinning foolishly for a long time before finally blushing and asking timidly, "Does the master like it?"
Seeing the hopeful expression on his face as he sought my praise, I couldn't bear to tell him that the little white one was already my pet. I smiled back at him and said, "I really like it, Xiao Quanzi, thank you. What should we call it? Hmm, since it's all white and so cute, let's call it Little White, okay?"
Xiao Quanzi was completely immersed in the beauty of my smile, dazed for a while before coming back to his senses. "Sure! Whatever the master wants to call it is fine." Watching his master’s joyful expression warmed Xiao Quanzi's heart. Earlier that morning, he had casually spotted this adorable little creature basking lazily in the sun on the eaves, looking like a little fox. He thought the master would definitely love it, so he waited there all morning until he confirmed that the little beast had no owner before finding a ladder and sneaking it away while it was asleep.
"By the way, master, may I ask you a question?"
"Of course, go ahead," I replied, focusing on grooming Little White's fur with my fingers.
"Um, well—" he stammered, unable to get the words out.
After waiting for a long time without hearing him speak, I looked up and saw his cheeks flushed with nervousness. I encouraged him with a smile, "What is it? Just say it. No need to be shy."
He lowered his eyelids and quietly said, "Was that you singing just now? It sounded so nice. I've never heard such beautiful music before."
I secretly laughed to myself: Of course you haven't heard it before; that's a modern pop song! Hehe.
"Do you like listening to it, Xiao Quanzi?" I asked as I noticed his face turning even redder. "Shall I sing for you? Just listen carefully while I draw and sing for you." I smiled at him again.
This little eunuch was so adorable. He even blushes! Just like Brother Three. Thinking of Brother Three who had left made my heart feel heavy. However, I steadied myself and continued to sing for him.
"Originally, it was Zha Ziyan Hong
Misty and hazy
Like being bathed in a spring breeze
Clearly a beautiful moment
Yet in my mouth
It turns to emptiness
Whose courtyard holds delightful pleasures?
Morning flies and evening rolls
Smoke and waves paint the boat
All wishes of Spring Colors cannot be contained
In the midst of it all
Yet along the path
It cannot be severed
Entangled yet unraveled
Restlessly without reason
The remnants of last night's makeup
Like this
All surrendered
What can be done against fate~"
Xiao Quanzi watched as his master gently smiled and sang to him, gradually becoming lost in his own illusion, as if he could once again see his sister.
His sister, who had grown up with him, had been sold away by their parents due to their family's poverty. He had no idea where she had gone or how she was doing. In his memories, he could see her running through the peach orchard on the back mountain of their home, her sweet smile reminiscent of his master's. He remembered how she often sang folk songs from their hometown to him, reassuring him with words like, "Don't worry, little brother. We will be fine. I will take good care of you. We will always be together." The tenderness in her expression was unforgettable; her fair cheeks seemed to glow with a soft, translucent light, like a fairy. Years had passed since then, and he had been sold into the palace as a eunuch, enduring much hardship until the day his master rescued him. Now he saw that same ethereal glow on his master's face, beautiful beyond words.
That day, Xiao Quanzi felt dazed. This feeling of happiness was so strange yet wonderful.
He only remembered that in the end, his master looked at him with pity as tears streamed down his face without him realizing it. She gently embraced him and sighed softly, "Little Eunuch, don't worry. I will take good care of you from now on; we are family."
"Miss," Yun Ying said with concern as she looked at him, "you can't be good to everyone all the time. Things won't always go the way you imagine. You should take better care of yourself."
I pulled the blanket over the sleeping Xiao Quanzi and put a finger to my lips to hush Yun Ying, gesturing for her to follow me outside to talk.
Slowly, we strolled into the courtyard. Looking at the dappled shadows under the locust tree, I smiled lightly and wrapped my arm around Yun Ying's shoulder, teasingly saying, "I don't need to worry about myself; I have you here worrying for me all the time."
Yun Ying looked at me disapprovingly, her small face taking on an unexpectedly mature expression.
I rested my head gently on her shoulder and sighed deeply. "Yun Ying, it's so nice to have you by my side. It keeps me from feeling too lonely."
"Miss," Yun Ying said, touched as she gazed at me, "as long as you need me, I will be by your side for life."
"Really?" I closed my eyes comfortably and murmured, "That's wonderful."
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