I was momentarily stunned. Nie Qiuyuan, was that calling me?
No matter how confused or annoyed I felt at that moment, since the male god had spoken, I definitely had to stay.
I stopped in my tracks and heard Luo Dachun return to his own room. Nie Qiuyuan took a couple of steps forward and closed his door behind me.
What was he up to? So mysterious.
Before I could react, a fresh scent of soap wafted toward me, and a warm hand grasped mine. He pulled me forward, and I stumbled right into his embrace.
My mind went blank in an instant. Please, I came here to date you, not to accompany your intermittent whims!
Nie Qiuyuan held me tightly in his arms, the wide sleeves of his black outer robe enveloping me completely. My head rested against his chest, and I could clearly hear the rhythm of his heartbeat. His embrace was warm like spring, utterly intoxicating.
He said nothing, just held me like this, using silence and the intimacy I longed for to clear my mind of the chaos. All my previous concerns, doubts, confusion—everything suddenly vanished. There was nothing left in my eyes and heart except for him.
I obediently nestled in his arms, not daring to move, feeling my heart race faster and faster. Just then, he slightly lowered his head, leaned closer to my ear, and spoke softly. His warm breath brushed against my neck, tightening my heart.
“Liuying, I beg you…”
Huh? Begging me? For what?
“From now on, don’t leave the inn and don’t follow us. The situation is urgent; I have important matters to attend to and can’t focus enough on you. So please listen to me; you must do as I say.”
Obey? His gentle tone carried a hint of flirtation, as if he were coaxing his beloved.
If we were clear about our relationship, I would have happily agreed. But this situation was just too strange.
I stood there dazed for a moment before biting my lip and nodding obediently.
He looked at me with a smile that could melt hearts and hugged me tighter. “Wait for me. When I come back, I’ll tell you everything you want to know, as long as you promise to wait patiently.”
“Okay!” I nodded vigorously as if under a spell.
I was so nervous and excited that I couldn’t even remember how I made it back to my room afterward.
I changed into my pajamas and got into bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. It felt like I was still enveloped in his scent. I wrapped myself tightly in the blanket, and it felt as if the blanket itself was giving me a hug. I found it amusing that I was blushing under the covers.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was off. My idol always acted in such an inexplicable manner. As I got to know him better, I realized that while he wasn't exactly aloof, he certainly didn't easily get close to others. His attitude towards me lately had been confusing—sometimes distant, sometimes intimate. This was hardly the behavior of a gentleman!
Suddenly, I felt a pang of anxiety. I had a nagging feeling that Nie Qiuyuan wasn't as straightforward as I had imagined; his thoughts seemed quite complex. To put it in modern terms, he appeared to be rather scheming.
If it weren't for his strange antics today, I would have definitely tried to follow him to find out what was going on, especially since I knew their destination and Yan Shunqing was someone I was familiar with. But with him acting this way, it left me flustered and infatuated, like a lovesick girl. Having already nodded in agreement, how could I not obediently wait for him at home?
How did he know that this was all it took for me?
The more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that he had sensed my feelings for him. Of course! After all this time, how could he not notice my gentle demeanor towards him? He wasn't an idiot. Was he trying to use some kind of charm on me?!
I turned over and hugged my pillow tightly against my chest, pressing it beneath me. What other choice did I have? If the man you admired from afar suddenly approached you and offered his allure, even if it were a trap, what reason would you have not to jump right in?
I made up my mind to be a radiant woman—not one who could topple kingdoms or cities—but someone who would heed his words.
I slept soundly until morning. The inn was empty; the two men had clearly gone out and hadn't returned. I knocked on Melan's door.
Han Meilan's delicate voice came from inside: "Liuying, I'm feeling a bit unwell and don't want to eat. I just want to lie down for a while."
With no choice left, I grabbed a quick bite to eat and returned to my room.
After waking up, I noticed that Han Meilan had been acting strangely since she saw Li Shimin and the others last night; she seemed to be hiding something deep within her heart. I was certain her concerns were related to Snowfall Villa. From past experiences, she wasn't someone who made decisions easily; she often came to me to vent her troubles, which honestly annoyed me at times. But today, she chose not to come.
I thought about asking her but decided against it; she looked quite flustered at the moment. If she started crying again, it would only drive me crazy. Anyway, Nie Qiuyuan would return eventually and fill me in on everything.
Thinking of Nie Qiuyuan made my face flush again. Regardless of anything else, this meant that I must hold a special place in his heart now. Last night’s look of dependence from Han Meilan towards him didn’t bother me anymore.
It was rather dull; they weren't returning and wouldn't let me go either. With nothing to do, time dragged on painfully slow. Bored out of my mind, I spent some time fixing my hair in different styles and grooming my eyebrows but still found it uninteresting. However, remembering my promise made me sigh as I pulled out various bottles from my luggage and began experimenting with my muscle relaxant.
Time passed slowly but inevitably moved forward. Han Meilan didn't leave her room all day long, and I didn't check on her either. As night fell and the clock struck two, I decided to pass the time by sleeping heavily. But before I could even change out of my clothes, I heard a faint sound of a door creaking from the next room.
The sound came from Han Meilan's room. Quietly approaching the door, I gently opened it just enough to peek inside and saw Han Meilan dressed in sleek black attire with a sword at her waist. Her hair was neatly styled with a golden ring; she looked like a heroine from the martial world as she stealthily slipped out of the room.
If I remember correctly, both Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun had urged her not to leave the Inn and to avoid meddling in things that didn't concern her.
She acted on her own!
My mind raced. Since Nie Qiuyuan was willing to sacrifice his charm to keep me at the Inn, it was clear that this situation was quite dangerous. He didn't want me to take unnecessary risks. But what about Melan? To be honest, she was only slightly stronger than me; if we were both thrown into a dire situation, I might have a better chance of surviving than she would.
Nie Qiuyuan had used his charm on me, but he seemed to trust Han Meilan more not to act recklessly. However, practice proved he was wrong.
Just when I had decided to obediently wait, this situation arose—what was I supposed to do now?
Although I found that foolish woman annoying, could I really just stand by and watch her foolishly march toward her doom?
“Liuying! Liuying!” The image of Han Meilan clinging to my side lingered in my mind. She tugged at my unwilling hand as we ran through the flowers, laughing innocently and serving me the soup she had painstakingly prepared while I was sick.
Sigh, she was truly a genuine rival, yet this silly girl couldn't even see my feelings for my crush. Her intelligence quotient was unbelievably low!
I forcefully shook off her hand as if throwing Han Meilan aside. Quickly, I changed into black clothing, donned a hood, tucked the Night Phantom dagger into my belt, and pushed open the door, sprinting into the night.
My crush, if we were to discuss this later, you really can't blame me!
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