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Perhaps the meaning of "Compensation" primarily refers to the sweet and sticky companionship?
The next morning, breakfast had already been delivered to my bedside. Previously, Night would sometimes bring me breakfast, but this time it was definitely not a Night Delivery, as the person delivering breakfast had brought himself along to my bedside.
"You're up. Do you know what time it is?" Nie Qiuyuan sat at my bedside, his smile blurring my sleepy eyes.
I let out a startled sound and sat up, curling into the corner of the wall, wrapping myself in the blanket.
Qiu furrowed his brow.
"When he came, you weren't like this, were you? Am I really that scary?"
This "he" surely referred to Night Phantom.
I thought about it and realized it was true; when Night appeared, the air was always soft and relaxed. I trusted Night, relied on him, and wasn't afraid of him at all. In fact, I wasn't afraid of Qiu either, but his presence made me nervous, and I felt that was inappropriate.
"Second Mother will kill you..." I called for backup.
A sly smile that didn't belong to him appeared on Qiu's face: "I came quietly; only you and I know. No one else does."
Is this really my idol Nie Qiuyuan, the silent and stoic one who remains unflinching even when faced with great danger?
In such a short moment, he displayed a series of traits—crazy, domineering, willful, impulsive, straightforward, cunning—that should not belong to him at all. Moreover, in an aggressive kiss that revealed his true nature completely, this guy before me was definitely not the Nie Qiuyuan I knew.
Some of these traits would seem more natural if they belonged to Night; it was unimaginable for them to appear in Qiu. Yet others were traits that even Night did not possess. The person in front of me was entirely a stranger!
Humans are truly complex. I prided myself on being clever and astute but had never seen through him. As a result, when I began to touch upon reality, it seemed I had already become someone else's meal.
What should I do? My love must be in my own hands; this is an unshakeable principle!
"Eat something and tidy up. We're heading back to Yichuan County," Nie Qiuyuan said, placing my coat beside the pillow for me to change. "You sneaked out and made me rush back to the county office. I barely got my footing before I had to hurry to Wanzi Mountain. The situation there is quite troublesome."
So that was it; he had seen the note I left and immediately followed me. How could he be so perceptive, sensing something was off right away?
I suddenly understood why I needed to leave Guilin before Nie Qiuyuan returned to Yichuan County. Ren Pingsheng had not been able to deceive his keen eyes, so avoiding him was indeed the safest option. If it hadn't been for Qiu arriving just in time, I would have fallen into Ren Pingsheng's hands again.
It seemed I owed Qiu a bit of an apology.
I nodded obediently, and he left with a smile. I finally let out a sigh of relief.
The breakfast Qiu brought was all my favorites. When I was at Wanzi Mountain, he always sent these too; I wondered where he got them from. But I didn't expect Nie Qiuyuan to know my preferences so well; perhaps he really had been paying attention to me all along.
It felt like suddenly being dropped into the role of the heroine.
After freshening up and finishing breakfast, I packed my belongings, and it was already getting late. I figured Nie Qiuyuan planned to set off early so we could reach the neighboring county before dark, allowing us to settle in comfortably without having to travel at night. So, without delay, I picked up my bundle and prepared to head out.
Just then, Hong knocked and walked in.
"Sister, Young Master just came by and asked you to get ready. Please go to the Back Garden Hall to bid farewell to Chief."
Of course, leaving so suddenly meant I should at least say goodbye to Qianrihong; he thought of everything. But why go to the Back Garden Hall? Second Mother was so busy that she hardly ever had time for it. The Back Garden Hall was essentially a neglected spot.
But considering all the unexpected events that had happened today, perhaps the Back Garden Hall being involved wasn't so surprising after all.
I hurried to the Back Garden Hall as instructed, only to find it completely empty. What kind of game was this?
The Back Garden Hall was originally a place for guests to rest while waiting, so the main furniture consisted of tables and chairs. In the center was a zitan table, adorned with intricately carved chairs, which felt quite out of place. On the table lay a yellow talisman covered in strange symbols.
Yellow talismans? A sense of foreboding washed over me. The last time I encountered something like this was yesterday, when Ren Pingsheng used it to trick me!
I approached quickly and lifted the yellow talisman to take a closer look. Beneath it, I discovered a letter. Upon closer inspection, the letter was sealed with a red stamp and inscribed in cursive with the words: "To Ah Ying."
My heart tightened suddenly. Ever since I took over Ye Liuhui's body, the only person who called me "Ah Ying" was Ren Pingsheng.
The characters on the paper were elegantly written, exuding an air of arrogance reminiscent of the great calligrapher Wang Xizhi. It was the most beautiful handwriting I had ever seen. Considering his eccentric personality, it was clear that the saying "the pen reflects the person" had no scientific basis.
I tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter inside. The writing remained beautiful but lacked any formal structure; it casually conveyed a few messages:
"Ah Ying, I know your secret now and understand your concerns. Let me advise you: if you can forget, then do so. Sikong Ming is in Yichuan County; I have long been aware of this, so you need not blame yourself or think you’ve revealed anything to me. I gained nothing useful from you."
"I know exactly what kind of person you are. So, do you want to save Sikong Ming? You certainly haven't told Xuanwu about this, have you? You must have made up your mind in secret, right? I even know what you plan to do next."
"Therefore, if you wish to save Sikong Ming, come to the crabapple tree where we parted ways yesterday. Remember, come alone; otherwise, you'll bear the consequences."
The signature read: A Rainy Day in a Straw Raincoat.
It seemed he remembered the line from Su Dongpo that I blurted out during our first meeting and decided to use it as a pseudonym!
Bah! I know exactly what kind of person you are too! So why would I fall for your tricks?
I turned and left the Flower Hall, heading straight to find Nie Qiuyuan with the letter in hand.
After I finished speaking and he read the letter, his expression darkened. He remained silent for a long time before suddenly sighing, resting his hand on his forehead, and saying to me, "I'm sorry."
Huh? This is Ren Pingsheng looking for trouble; what are you apologizing for?
"I was too careless. I thought that within such a short time, nothing would happen... But because of my negligence, you ended up in danger again. If what was left in the Back Garden Hall wasn't a letter but a trap he set, what would have happened? I... I'm really scared."
Seeing his dejected expression, I felt a surge of emotion in my heart. It seemed as if this man had stepped down from a pedestal, honestly admitting his helplessness in protecting me, which somehow felt endearing.
"Thank you for telling me, thank you for letting me share the burden, thank you for not choosing to go alone," he said sincerely.
In that moment, he seemed closer, more captivating.
"Let's go; I'll accompany you. You've already made up your mind to go, right?" Nie Qiuyuan took my hand in his palm but gritted his teeth and said, "I underestimated him again."
"Underestimated what?" I asked curiously.
"I heard about that person and then learned you returned to Wanzi Mountain. I felt uneasy. I hate that he always targets you, so this time I put quite a potent poison on him. Although I'm not confident it will threaten his life, this poison will cause extreme pain. How can he still have such leisure!"
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