Seeing her neurotic state, Yao Ye couldn’t stand it anymore and suggested, “Young master, there’s a teahouse by the river. Shall we go sit there for a while?”
This suggestion was exactly what An Jiu wanted to hear. “Good idea.”
By the riverside, slender willows drooped, their bare branches covered in a thick layer of white frost. The river surface glimmered, and a thin mist was just dispersing, like a light gauze veil. The scenery was extremely beautiful.
The teahouse was built by the water, allowing guests to sit by the window and enjoy the river view.
An Jiu sat in a private room, watching people washing clothes by the river and boats loaded with goods calling out their wares. This scene, full of everyday life, deeply moved her.
“It’s time to stop this,” An Jiu said to herself. “You talk about being strong, but it’s all bullshit! Mei Yanran gave everything for you to live, and this is how you repay her. I’ve lived two lives and never seen a more worthless creature than you!”
Her heart began to beat strangely.
An Jiu had just been speaking her mind casually, without any hope for Mei Jiu, when she suddenly heard her weak voice, “An Jiu.”
An Jiu stopped the teacup at her lips.
“I want to live. I want to live like them…” Mei Jiu trembled.
Influenced by An Jiu’s strong spiritual power, Mei Jiu had awakened long ago but forced herself to sleep every day, trying not to think about anything troubling.
She wanted to save her mother but was terrified of life in the Controlling Crane Army, especially after witnessing the cruelty during the trial, where human life seemed less valuable than grass. She wanted to leave the Mei family and live an ordinary life but felt guilty towards her mother. Whenever she thought of her mother still suffering in hell, her heart couldn’t find peace.
How wonderful it would be to just sleep forever! But unfortunately, heaven didn’t grant her wish. Under An Jiu’s spiritual power, she was forced to wake up.
“What should I do?” Mei Jiu murmured.
Yao Ye bowed her head and asked, “What did you say, young lady?”
Mei Jiu was startled, realizing she had regained control of her body. In her panic, she shouted without thinking, “An Jiu, An Jiu!”
She hadn’t decided what to do yet, how could this happen…
Yao Ye held her in shock, “Young lady, what’s wrong?”
Mei Jiu hugged Yao Ye, crying like a pear blossom in the rain.
As Yao Ye was about to ask again, a buzzing sound came from outside the window. Her heart jumped as she saw three powerful arrows flying towards them. She quickly pulled Mei Jiu aside.
The two fell to the ground. Yao Ye saw Mei Jiu’s terrified, absent-minded expression and was filled with confusion. However, there was no time to think about it now. “Guards!” she called out.
The guards outside rushed in.
“Protect the young master!” Yao Ye shielded Mei Jiu and moved to a safe place.
Mei Jiu was on the verge of collapse. She had just been awakened by An Jiu in a peaceful atmosphere, but why did she encounter this as soon as she woke up?
“We couldn’t find the attacker!” reported one of the guards who had entered.
What was going on? How could someone attempt to assassinate the Mei family’s young lady in broad daylight? Yao Ye had too many things she couldn’t understand today.