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By the time they returned to the First Villa, it was already late at night. Everyone was exhausted, and after getting back, they hurried to their own courtyards to bathe, change, and rest early.
However, even after lying in bed for two hours, gazing at the clear moonlight and enchanting night outside, Le Yao Yao tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Despite being utterly fatigued and her body aching all over, sleep eluded her.
Every time she closed her eyes, she would recall that bloody dream and the tall figure she had seen on the street during the day.
She was certain she hadn't mistaken him; although he wore a black gauze hat that obscured his face, his figure was so familiar that even in a sea of people, she recognized him at first glance.
At that moment, upon seeing him for the first time, she had disregarded everything else and rushed to find him. But now that she thought about it, Le Yao Yao realized there were many doubts.
If what she saw earlier wasn't just an illusion but was indeed real, then why had he returned only to stand quietly in the distance without coming to find her!?
Did he not know how much she had missed him over the past five years? The pain in her heart from longing for him was unbearable!
And that bloody dream—was it a premonition!?
Recently, she had felt a strong conviction in her heart: Yu was not dead; he had simply encountered difficulties.
If that were true, then she had to find him.
No matter if it meant climbing mountains or diving into boiling oil, she would find him and help him.
They were husband and wife; although they had never formally married, in this life and the next, she recognized only him as her partner.
Thus, as a couple, they should share both blessings and hardships!
With this thought in mind, Le Yao Yao suddenly sat up in bed.
Beautiful Eyes Turning around, she glanced at the still-sleeping Leng Yixuan before getting out of bed and moving to the desk to grind ink and write.
After a long while, Le Yao Yao finished writing, sealed it in an envelope, and placed it on the table. Then she went to pack a few clothes and a large stack of silver notes.
Once everything was packed, Le Yao Yao slowly stood by the window, gazing at the bright moon outside.
Tonight, the moon hung high in the sky, and the stars twinkled; it was a beautiful night.
However, this evening, she had decided to leave this place.
Although choosing to leave without saying goodbye felt somewhat irresponsible, she felt there was no other choice.
In her heart, she firmly believed that Yu was not dead, but that was just her own thought. Others would certainly not think the same.
If she were to tell anyone about this, they would think she was crazy, let alone allow her to leave in search of Yu.
So today, she chose to depart without notice.
Still, there was a lingering sense of reluctance within her.
Since arriving in this time and space, she had either been at Duke Rui's Residence or living in Great Xia. She had never stepped into the vibrant world outside.
It seemed that now was the time for her to venture out.
Even if Yu turned out to be nothing more than a figment of her imagination, he had already…
In that case, she would treat it as a journey around the world; it wouldn’t be in vain for her to have come to this time and space by such strange twists of fate.
With this thought in mind, Le Yao Yao felt a sense of clarity and her mood lifted considerably.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao shouldered her bag and gently picked up the still-sleeping Little One. She carefully draped a soft cloak over him before using her lightness skill to leap onto the roof, gradually disappearing into the night.
However, what Le Yao Yao did not know was that shortly after her departure, a lanky black figure stealthily slipped into the First Villa like a specter.
The figure moved silently, landing without a sound, indicating the depth of their hidden martial arts skills.
Eventually, the figure avoided the patrolling servants and slowly stopped at the Snow Courtyard.
At this moment, the night was deep, and all was quiet. The Snow Courtyard had long since extinguished its lights, shrouded in darkness, save for a single leather lantern hanging outside the door, casting a faint glow in the night.
As the lanky figure approached the entrance of the Snow Courtyard, they stood quietly outside the yard. Within moments, the previously closed Carved Wooden Door suddenly swung open, accompanied by a wary voice.
"Who are you?!"
The speaker was Dongfang Bai, who had already gone to bed to rest.
However, Dongfang Bai was a light sleeper. Upon sensing movement outside her courtyard, she immediately got up and appeared at the door.
When she saw the tall figure clad in black standing silently under the moonlight, Dongfang Bai's heart skipped a beat. She froze in place, unable to move.
This figure was so familiar—familiar enough to resemble someone she knew...
But how could that be!?
Just as Dongfang Bai was filled with confusion and shock, the man in black, who had been facing away from her, suddenly turned around and slowly lifted the black veil of his hat that concealed his face.
The moonlight shone brightly, illuminating the ground with clarity.
When Dongfang Bai finally recognized the face hidden beneath the veil, she felt as if struck by lightning; her entire being froze in astonishment!
After a long wait, Dongfang Bai finally murmured in disbelief.
"So it really is you..."
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Dali is the most beautiful city in Heavenly Origin.
Here, the mountains are clear and the waters are serene, with flowers blooming everywhere. Whether on the streets, in the inns, or along the ordinary paths, various kinds of flowers are planted all around.
At this moment, it is spring, a time when everything comes back to life. The flowers are in full bloom, showcasing a riot of colors—vivid purples and reds competing for attention.
Reds as fiery as flames, blues as deep as the sky, romantic purples, elegant whites, and mysterious blacks...
So when Le Yao Yao brought Leng Yixuan here, she fell in love with this flower-laden city at first sight.
After all, waking up every day to see and smell the fresh and pleasant fragrance of flowers is simply a delight.
It also makes it easy to forget about unpleasant things.
Thus, Dali has another name: Flower Capital!
Every spring, when the flowers bloom, it attracts many tourists who come to enjoy the blossoms. Therefore, this time of year is also the liveliest in Dali.
On the streets filled with fresh flowers, people come and go in droves, bustling like an economic hub comparable to Capital City.
Aside from its fame for flowers, Dali is also renowned for its various unique local delicacies.
Noodle shops abound, dumplings steam with heat, and there are sweet, spicy, sour, and bitter flavors to satisfy every palate.
Every spring, Dali holds a culinary competition, attracting renowned chefs from all over to showcase their skills in a spectacular and delicious contest.
The victorious chefs are often hired at high prices by prestigious inns, gaining both fame and fortune.
When Le Yao Yao arrived in Dali with her precious one, she happened to be there at just the right time.
Today marked the annual culinary competition in Dali.
The event was taking place at Dali Square.
As the sun rose, the square began to buzz with excitement.
In the center of the square, rows of long tables had already been set up, each adorned with uniform cooking utensils, and each table maintained a certain distance from the others.
At noon, a gong sounded to signal the start of the competition, and immediately, smoke began to rise as the sounds of frying and chopping filled the air.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao was dressed in men's clothing, carrying a bundle on her back while holding Leng Yixuan in her arms, standing among the crowd to enjoy the lively scene.
In recent days, she had traveled to many places.
Her original purpose was to search for Yu, but amidst the vast sea of people, she found herself unsure of where to look.
Eventually, her goal shifted to aimless sightseeing.
At each destination, she made sure to have fun with Leng Yixuan.
She experienced the local customs and culture.
Unknowingly, she had already been away from First Villa for a month.
Yesterday, she had just arrived in Dali. Coincidentally, she heard the introduction from the waiter, so now she followed the locals to the square to join in the festivities.
Leng Yixuan appeared particularly happy about these events.
After all, since childhood, Leng Yixuan had been born in a magnificent palace, always guarded by palace maids, and had never experienced the life of ordinary people.
Now, Le Yao Yao wanted her son to have a taste of it.
As they watched the chefs competing in the center of the square, along with the mouthwatering aroma of dishes wafting through the air, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but drool, constantly whispering to Le Yao Yao about how delicious everything smelled. Le Yao Yao smiled indulgently and gently tapped Little One's small nose, saying,
"Xuan is hungry?! How about we go eat?"
"No, Mother, Xuan isn't hungry yet. But those uncles and aunts cooking really smell good! Better than what’s in the palace!"
As soon as Leng Yixuan finished speaking, Le Yao Yao quickly covered his small mouth with her hand.
"Xuan, didn’t Mother tell you? When we’re outside, you mustn't talk about things in the palace. It’s not good if others hear it, understand?"
Le Yao Yao whispered into Leng Yixuan's ear.
Upon hearing this, Leng Yixuan immediately covered his small mouth tightly with his little hands and nodded vigorously.
Although he didn’t understand why he couldn’t talk about palace matters outside, he would do whatever Mother said.
Seeing Leng Yixuan being so obedient, Le Yao Yao couldn’t help but give his soft little face a big kiss and continued,
"And from now on, when we’re around others, call me Mother and your father."
Le Yao Yao said. During the month after leaving First Villa, her feminine attire had attracted unwanted attention from several lecherous men and caused unnecessary trouble. After dealing with a few ruffians, Le Yao Yao decided to dress as a man to avoid further complications arising from her beauty and dampened her desire for leisure activities.
Dressed in a fitted Crescent Color Silk Robe, cinched at the waist with a delicate belt, she exuded an air of elegance despite lacking any extravagant jewelry.
After all, some individuals in Tianshan required splendid attire to showcase their nobility.
Yet, there were those who, even in the simplest of garments, could not hide their innate grace, and Le Yao Yao clearly belonged to the latter category.
Her hair flowed like silk, three thousand strands gathered into a ponytail secured with a Crescent Color ribbon at the back of her head. This accentuated her face, which was exquisitely carved as if from fine jade.
Her dark eyebrows arched gracefully, eyes like autumn waters, a delicate nose and cherry lips, skin as white as snow—she was a vision of unparalleled beauty!
With such a charming figure and a lovely Little One by her side, wherever they went was a feast for the eyes, breathtakingly beautiful.
Leng Yixuan looked down at her mother dressed in men's clothing and listened to Le Yao Yao's words, blinking her starry eyes in confusion as she asked.
"But you are clearly my mother! And Xuan doesn’t have a father, right? I heard from Little Gui that he has both a father and a mother. Why do I only have a mother and no father?!"
Leng Yixuan's innocent and curious question startled Le Yao Yao, causing her heart to ache.
The pain felt like a thorn deeply embedded within her heart—impossible to remove yet persistently throbbing…
With sorrowful Beautiful Eyes fixed on the Little One in her arms, who gazed up at her with wide, curious eyes, Le Yao Yao suppressed her inner anguish and gently spoke.
"Xuan, dear, you do have a father. Who said you don’t?"
"Then where is Xuan's father?!"
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Yixuan's Little Face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling with innocence and brightness like the clearest spring water.
However, facing the pure smile of the Little One, Le Yao Yao felt an even deeper sadness within her heart.
How pitiful that at such a young age, he has lost his father...
But...
"Xuan, your father has never really left us. You can see him every day because he is up in the sky. Every night, the biggest and most beautiful star is your father, watching over you!"
Listening to Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Yixuan wore a puzzled expression, but before he could say anything else, his attention was immediately drawn to the commotion ahead.
The cooking time had ended, and the chefs were now dividing their dishes into many plates.
Some of the plates were for the judges of this cooking competition and various Tavern Bosses, while the rest were for the onlookers to sample and vote on which dish they found most delicious.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao and the others were standing in the front row. The chefs, seeing how cute Leng Yixuan was, eagerly handed their plates toward him. As a result, Leng Yixuan got to enjoy those delicious dishes he had been longing for.
Watching Leng Yixuan eat with grease all over his face and savoring every bite, Le Yao Yao's heart softened. She smiled gently and asked, "Xuan, is it good?"
"Yes, it's delicious! Mother, Father should also eat."
He almost slipped up but quickly corrected himself and sweetly offered Le Yao Yao a piece of tasty braised pork ribs.
Seeing how thoughtful Leng Yixuan was, even if the ribs were sour, Le Yao Yao would find them sweet to her heart.
"Father, is it good?"
Leng Yixuan asked with eager anticipation. Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but kiss Little One's adorable little face and smiled brightly as she replied, "Yes, it's good. Naturally, it's good."
Leng Yixuan smiled sweetly at the words.
Thus, these two beautifully crafted individuals, one large and one small, sweetly smiled amidst the vast sea of people. This scene was so beautiful, like the most exquisite painting in the world, leaving onlookers in awe...
After enjoying the lively atmosphere, Le Yao Yao took Leng Yixuan for a stroll around Dali. After all, Dali was renowned for its beauty, and it was a rare opportunity to be here, so they had to make the most of it.
The two of them wandered through the bustling streets of Dali for an entire afternoon. After exploring almost every corner, they headed back toward their inn, with Le Yao Yao holding two skewers of candied hawthorn, looking satisfied as she walked beside Leng Yixuan.
At that moment, it was sunset.
The spring evening sun was always so enchanting, like a lovely face.
The orange-red rays pierced through the clouds, casting golden light in the west and showering the earth below with a shimmering glow that added an ethereal ripple to the landscape.
A gentle evening breeze wafted by, carrying a hint of sweetness that made one feel refreshed.
As Le Yao Yao gazed at the stunning scenery before her, inhaling the rich floral fragrance and accompanied by such a cute little one beside her, she couldn't help but feel a wave of quiet contentment swell within her.
If it weren't for the sudden intrusion of an unpleasantly frivolous voice at that moment, Le Yao Yao would have thought today was perfect. However, things rarely went as hoped.
"Hey there! Look what I found! What a handsome young man!"
As that frivolous voice rang out, several other similar voices chimed in.
Hearing this voice, Le Yao Yao turned her gaze toward its source, which had abruptly interrupted her joyful mood. Upon seeing a few men not far from her, she couldn't help but show a hint of disdain and frowned slightly.
Before her stood several young men dressed in luxurious clothing, yet they exuded a certain lewdness. They were all around twenty years old, clearly the type who came from wealthy families and spent their days idly.
Le Yao Yao felt a deep disdain for these individuals, especially when they looked at her with lustful eyes. Her brows furrowed, and a flicker of disgust crossed her gaze.
After all she had been through, Le Yao Yao understood the meaning behind such looks.
It seemed these men were not only lecherous but also had some peculiar preferences, such as an interest in male companions.
The thought made Le Yao Yao chuckle to herself.
When she had dressed as a woman in the past, her beauty often attracted the attention of ruffians. After dealing with them several times, she decided to present herself in male attire to avoid unnecessary trouble. She thought that by doing so, she could escape such harassment. Little did she know that regardless of whether she wore men's or women's clothing, trouble would always find her because of her face!
Feeling somewhat helpless and impatient, Le Yao Yao didn't regard these ruffians as a threat.
After all, while they were numerous, they were no match for her.
Her years of training were not in vain; if she couldn't handle these thugs, it would be a disgrace to her master from Tianshan!
As Le Yao Yao pondered this, the group of men before her noticed that she was merely standing there, quietly observing them. They began rubbing their hands together and approached her with malicious smiles…
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