Mu Anxiao held the red talisman paper, no longer scalding, and looked at it from side to side, wondering what it was.
"Why are you still here?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao casually tucked the red talisman paper into her sleeve, then turned to look at Zhao Xiang, who had returned again, and deliberately said nothing.
Zhao Xiang impatiently asked, "I'm talking to you, can't you hear me, or what?"
"I heard you," Mu Anxiao replied, tilting her head to meet Zhao Xiang's eyes.
Zhao Xiang's gaze did not waver as he asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You..." Mu Anxiao cleared her throat, deliberately hiding her injured hand behind her back. "Did you lose something?" She wanted to test if the red talisman paper belonged to him. If it did, then she could be sure that Gu Qin's accomplice was him.
Conversely, Zhao Xiang frowned, his expression deepening. Seeing him like this, Mu Anxiao swallowed and asked again, "Why aren't you talking?"
"I lost something, help me find it."
"What did you lose?" Mu Anxiao's eyes lit up.
"I..." Zhao Xiang extended his hand and beckoned with his finger, "Come a little closer."
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao took a step forward, clenching her fist, prepared to 'fight' him at any moment.
Zhao Xiang looked down at Mu Anxiao's nervous expression and smiled, "Are you that afraid of me?"
"What tricks are you trying to play?" Mu Anxiao said calmly, stopping and staring at Zhao Xiang at close range.
Zhao Xiang replied, "I lost, a friend."
"Friend?" Mu Anxiao said, thinking of Gu Tie, and asked, "Is it a woman?"
Zhao Xiang immediately put on a stern face, "My friend is not a woman."
Mu Anxiao said, "Not a woman." She lost interest in Zhao Xiang instantly and took half a step back, "Oh, then since you lost your friend, you should go find them."
"I can't find them," Zhao Xiang said matter-of-factly.
Mu Anxiao didn't even consider who Zhao Xiang's friend was and said dismissively, "If you can't find them, then don't look. Anyway, they are all in the mansion. Tonight..." She stopped midway, suddenly realizing, "Are you talking about Shen Moyun?"
"Yes," Zhao Xiang nodded.
"No wonder you came back. That's the reason," Mu Anxiao said calmly.
"If you see him, tell him I'm waiting for him in his room." After speaking, Zhao Xiang walked past Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao glanced sideways at Zhao Xiang's retreating back, wondering if the red talisman paper wasn't his.
As she thought about it, she took out the red talisman paper from her sleeve and called out, "Gu Tie, can you come out?"
Gu Tie replied, "No, Master. I need to rest."
"You rest, you..."
"Master, I've rested, I'm talking to you now," Gu Tie interrupted, yawned, and fell silent.
Subsequently, Mu Anxiao sighed, folded the red talisman paper, and put it into her money pouch.
In the room, the atmosphere was completely overshadowed by the awkward dialogue between Lou Yi and the coachman.
Feng Qishi, as before, sat at the table without saying a word.
On the contrary, Lou Yi was not idle. While chatting, he kept looking down at the ground for a cellar.
Feng Qishi watched Lou Yi's actions and then glanced at the coachman who was constantly forcing a smile. He deliberately asked, "What are you looking for?" He did this to avoid making the coachman suspicious of him.
Upon hearing this, Lou Yi paused his actions and looked up at Feng Qishi, giving a dry laugh. "I wasn't looking for anything." He hadn't expected Feng Qishi to suddenly ask that question, and his heart began to race.
Feng Qishi said, "Then don't look around. This is someone else's room, and it's very impolite to act like that."
"I know," Lou Yi conceded, looked at the coachman, smiled, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"Yes," the coachman nodded.
Feng Qishi couldn't stand it anymore. "You've asked that several times. That's enough." He pointed at Lou Yi, then at the door.
Lou Yi followed Feng Qishi's gaze to the door and gave a dry laugh, "What do you mean by that?"
"We're all uncomfortable with you here. Go out," Feng Qishi's attitude was stern.
"But..."
"No buts. Go out," Feng Qishi said impolitely.
Seeing this, Lou Yi looked at the coachman, who was indeed made uncomfortable by his presence, and stood up. "I'll go out, why are you so fierce?" After speaking, he walked around the table and chairs and went out.
After Lou Yi closed the door, the coachman let out a sigh of relief, stood up, walked to the bed, bent down, and pulled the quilt up for Bing'er.
Feng Qishi said, "Bing'er found you."
The coachman straightened up and nodded, "Yes, she found me." He then turned to Feng Qishi, "She said she likes you very much, and also said..."
"Don't say it," Feng Qishi interrupted, getting up and walking to the bed. He looked down at Bing'er's face, "Her complexion isn't good."
"Yes, she fell when she came to find me just now."
"Fell?" Feng Qishi was surprised.
The coachman said, "Yes, General, I want to say what I need to say," he looked at Feng Qishi. "Is that okay?"
"What is it, speak," Feng Qishi said calmly, lowering his head, he inadvertently glanced at the cellar beneath his feet, then looked up at the coachman.
The coachman continued, "I want to go out and find a doctor. Bing'er will stay here for now. If," his eyes darkened, "if she gets better and grows up, can you marry her?"
"..."
Seeing that Feng Qishi remained silent, the coachman became serious, "General, I think you are someone she can entrust her life to. You can wait for her for ten years, just ten years, okay?"
"Did Bing'er say these things to you?" Feng Qishi asked coldly.
"She said she wants to be your wife," the coachman choked up, "Don't worry, I will cure her... her before then."
"This isn't about curing an illness. To be honest," Feng Qishi said, "I'm quite surprised that you, as a father, would agree to your daughter's request. You..."
"I just want her to have a goal. People can go far if they have a goal. She," the coachman looked down at Bing'er, "is also like that."
"Children's words are innocent, don't you understand?" Feng Qishi retorted.
The coachman's eyes darkened.
Feng Qishi continued, "She is a child, her thoughts are immature, I won't say anything. But you, an adult, are still like this," his attitude was extremely cold, "that's your fault."
"General..."
"She is your daughter, and in my eyes, she is also my daughter. From now on, don't let her call me brother, call me uncle," Feng Qishi instructed.
The coachman was speechless.
Immediately, Feng Qishi leaned down slightly and reached out to touch Bing'er's forehead. The moment he did, he froze.
The coachman asked, "What's wrong?" He noticed Feng Qishi was startled.
Feng Qishi replied, "Nothing." He then took his hand away, stood up, and thought, How could this be? How could she be so seriously ill?
As he thought about Bing'er's condition before she lay down here, his eyes darkened, and he stared at the cellar.
The coachman asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" He was a bit nervous.
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