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After the funeral, I quietly recuperated in the Village. Usually, it was Hong who took care of me, managing my meals. She must have noticed the significant changes in me over these days; I was a completely different person now. So far, I hadn't snapped at her, and gradually, she began to relax.
Weren't we two entirely different people?
Nie Qiuyuan rarely came to see me, but Han Meilan often visited, cooking for me and keeping me company. I found her annoying because not only was she beautiful, but her cooking skills surpassed mine, despite my efforts to learn. The only dishes I could confidently prepare were Western cuisine and baking, but there were no ovens in ancient times.
It felt like walking someone else's path, leaving them with no way forward!
Still, I endured her presence patiently. From now on, I would be a beloved lady, and I couldn't afford to slip up in front of the man I admired.
There was plenty of time ahead; this quiet period allowed me to settle down and plan for the future.
First, I needed to get close to him, understand him, and learn about his preferences. Then, I would gradually infiltrate his life and subtly showcase my strengths.
So, I deliberately approached Luo Dachun, who had a good relationship with him.
I needed to build a rapport with Luo Dachun so that I could use him to keep tabs on Nie Qiuyuan's every move. However, this guy seemed like a Supporting Male Character; I had to make sure he didn't develop feelings for me during this process. If he did fall for me, there would be nothing I could do—after all, who could resist someone as charming as me? It seemed every cliché heroine had a crowd of outstanding men vying for her attention and affection. (Author: *chuckles*... I almost spat blood on the screen...)
However, this seemingly Supporting Male Character was not easy to deal with and clearly showed no interest in me. I couldn't help but resent the original owner of this body. How could someone so beautiful have such a terrible temper that everyone (except her father) kept their distance?
Luo Dachun dressed impeccably and always carried a folding fan, interspersing his conversations with pretentious poetry. His nickname from the underworld—Rogue Killer, Wise Star—made me want to gag. To me, he was just a sharp-tongued dandy.
Yet there was one thing that bothered me greatly. As time passed, I found Luo Dachun's face increasingly familiar.
Honestly speaking, he was quite handsome; wherever he went, he drew screams from girls. He had a charming smile and looked mature; by appearance alone, he could be considered exceptional. The reason he looked familiar suddenly dawned on me, sending chills down my spine.
For the past eight years, the person I had secretly admired was Nie Qiuyuan. After reading about his life story, I had deeply buried my feelings for him in my heart. Over time, I forgot that it was his portrait that had captivated me at first sight. But when I finally met Nie Qiuyuan in person, I couldn't recognize him because he was ten times more handsome than that portrait—he was an unparalleled beauty that couldn't be captured on canvas.
Yet now, the person in that portrait increasingly resembled Luo Dachun!
What was going on? What would happen next? Could it be a Fortuitous Encounter? Would their identities eventually swap? Then who exactly was the Nie Qiuyuan that I had admired for eight years?!
I was mentally confused for the first time.
Although I had not been here long, from the moment I arrived, my gaze was drawn to the person sitting next to me. Whenever he came close, my heart would race, a feeling I did not experience around anyone else.
Perhaps, I should leave the future for another time.
"Hey, Liuying, bumped your head and changed your personality?" Luo Dachun said in a tone I couldn't quite place. He might have intended to mock me, but he seemed to think that mocking a woman who had lost all her memories was rather unkind.
I replied gently, "Brother Luo, I truly can't remember anything from before. If I offended you in any way, please let me know so that I can improve in the future."
"Alright, alright." Luo Dachun waved his hand dismissively. "It's not a big deal. Honestly, you're not a bad person at heart; you just have a terrible temper. You're doing well like this; just don't regain your memory, and you'll probably get married soon."
I feigned an expression of "I will heed your advice." He seemed unaccustomed to it, his hair standing on end in surprise.
Although Luo Dachun's words were harsh, his personality was much more approachable than Nie Qiuyuan's. Seeing that I was lonely and scared to the point of clinging to him, he opened up and chatted with me about various topics.
As we talked, we eventually ended up discussing the future development of Wanzi Mountain.
This issue had become a primary concern for everyone at Wanzi Mountain recently. With the Chief gone, there was no leader; the urgent task was to elect a new Chief and determine the future direction of the stronghold's endeavors.
Luo Dachun mentioned that everyone in the stronghold unanimously supported Nie Qiuyuan as Chief since everyone respected him, but he refused to accept it. As the adopted son of the Chief, he likely wanted to avoid any suspicion. The villagers were surprisingly united; no one schemed against each other for the Chief's position. In the end, the responsibility fell upon Second Sister Qianrihong.
Hearing this made me feel relieved. It was best if he didn't become Chief; I certainly didn't want to struggle for a title as the wife of a stronghold leader when a normal life would be much better.
What they worried about most now was the direction of the village's future development.
When the Chief was still around, Black Wind Stronghold had a rather fierce style and engaged in robbery and pillaging. Now that Nie Qiuyuan's words carried weight, he suggested they should change their ways and avoid low-skill activities, steering the village's business toward legitimate paths.
"What should we do at Shentong Hall?" It seemed Luo Dachun was seriously contemplating this. "There are a few options available, but none of them feel quite right."
"You could deliver packages," I blurted out upon hearing "Shentong."
"Express delivery?" Luo Dachun exclaimed in surprise. "What is that?"
But what I didn't expect was that this extravagant person was quite perceptive. Just from the literal meaning of those two words, he grasped my intention and even provided an ancient interpretation.
"You mean the business of escorting goods, right?"
I thought about it for a moment, and it did seem somewhat similar. After all, this was ancient times, and it wasn't peaceful; escorting goods was essentially like armed delivery.
"Ye Liuhui, it seems you've hit your head and gained some insight!" He was clearly excited, but his words still sounded harsh. "This idea is actually pretty good!"
A group of Outlaws, skilled in martial arts, strong and agile, would indeed be excellent assets for starting an escort service. If they could build a reputation, they might gradually earn a decent living.
However, who would dare to entrust their goods to Outlaws for such a risky endeavor? That was a matter for you men to consider, not for me, a delicate woman.
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