I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

It was not difficult to find Yuan Suiyun's residence.

As a son, the courtyard where he lived was naturally near the residence of his father, the former owner of the manor. Yun Chuxiu avoided the crowd, went around the garden to the main courtyard, walked along the wall for a while, and saw Ding Feng coming out of one of the courtyards.

"Ding Feng!" He leaned out from the corner and called out. Ding Feng looked up and saw that it was him. His eyes froze for a moment, then he smiled ingratiatingly and opened the courtyard door he had just closed, motioning Yun Chuxiu to come over.

Yun Chuxiu dodged and quickly slipped into the yard. Ding Feng immediately closed the door to make sure no one saw him. Yun Chuxiu breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and asked him, "Where is Lao Yuan? Is he in the room?"

"No." Ding Feng saw that he was holding a large vase of blooming roses in his arms, which made him look even more beautiful than the flowers. He couldn't help but reach out and take the vase in his hand, lowering his head and not daring to look at his face again. "As soon as you came out of the study, the old owner called the young owner to come over."

"Oh? Is that so." So when he was taking a bath, if he got aroused and played in the water with the girls, would the former owner of the manor bring his son to visit him in the guest room the next moment?
Yun Chuxiu thought it was hilarious just thinking about that scene. He wondered what Yuan Suiyun's expression would be like. He chuckled for a while before walking towards the yard.

Ding Feng quickly followed behind him.

However, as soon as he saw the scenery in the courtyard, Yun Chuxiu stopped. This was a very spacious and beautiful courtyard, not even smaller than the main courtyard where Yuan Dongyuan lived next door. However, compared to the scene he saw in the main courtyard, it seemed so empty and desolate.

Because there were no trees or flowers planted in the huge yard, there was only a long passage carved out of two rows of stones on the clean ground, leading from the gate to the middle of the building. On the left side of the passage was a pavilion for rest and a stone table, and on the right side was a row of wooden racks filled with various weapons. Even the house was obviously carefully arranged, and there was no threshold at the entrance.

This is a yard specially prepared for the blind.

Yun Chuxiu walked into the house along the stone path, holding the door and looking into the house. For a moment, he almost thought he was back in the Shenshui Palace and walked into the stone house where Shuiji Yinji lived, because this spacious house was so empty, with only tables and chairs, a few cabinets and bookshelves, and not even a vase of flowers for decoration. There was a soft carpet on the floor and agarwood burning on the table. He stood in the middle of the table, imagining what it was like when Yuan Suiyun lived here as a child. For some reason, he suddenly felt very sad.

For a blind man, gorgeous decorations and lively arrangements are indeed of no use. But has he been living in such a house for the past ten years?

Ding Feng saw that his face was not right, so he lowered his voice and told him: "Every detail of this room was arranged by the old owner himself for the young owner, so..."

"So he can see everything now, but he hasn't changed anything?" Yun Chuxiu asked bluntly. "If he was willing to listen to his father in everything, I wouldn't be here."

Therefore, the appearance of this house must be Yuan Suiyun's own will. Even after regaining his sight, he still did not change the layout of his residence. Was it a habit he had developed over the years, or was it for some other reason?

Ding Feng realized later that although Mr. Yun was always strange, his will was never influenced by others. He simply stopped talking, placed the vase in the middle of the table, went out to get a pot of hot tea and put it on the table, then left the house and quietly stood behind the pavilion in the yard.

When Yuan Suiyun finished talking with his father and had dinner, and returned to his room alone, the night had already fallen quietly and silently, tightly covering the entire villa. But the night did not cause any trouble to his steps, and he could not even think of lighting a lamp - he had seen thicker and more thorough darkness than this, so what kind of darkness could stump him now?

He followed the familiar road back to the yard, stepping accurately on the path drawn by the stones. He just listened carefully and found Ding Feng's breathing behind the pavilion. He was guarding here to prevent anyone from entering his house at will, but what secrets were there in his house that required such careful guarding?
Instantly, Yun Chuxiu's angry face in the daytime flashed through his mind, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He walked over and gently patted Ding Feng on the shoulder, which scared him - he didn't hear Yuan Suiyun's footsteps at all, nor did he notice anyone approaching, but in the blink of an eye, Ding Feng had reacted and clasped his fists to him: "Young Master, Master Yun is waiting for you in the room -"

"I know. You've worked hard. You can go down first." Yuan Suiyun nodded. Ding Feng didn't say much. He apologized to him and then flew away.

Yuan Suiyun pushed open the door. There was no light in the room, only the windows were open, as if to let the moonlight flow into the room smoothly. He took off his cloak and hung it on the rack at the door. He moved his ears slightly and heard the cold sound of the iron chain dragging on his bed.

It was just a very slight sound, but it made the smile on his lips deepen - if it weren't for the wrong place, this would be the situation he had imagined from the beginning, to lock the person up and hide him in the darkness that belonged to him, then no one would see him, no one would take him away, and this person would be completely his property.

However, since regaining his sight, he found that he could see many things in the sunlight that he could not see in the dark. No wonder everyone pitied the blind and yearned for the light. His original thoughts faded a lot. After all, for a blind man, the age and beauty of others were meaningless. He could approach anyone he wanted to approach for his purpose. Although his eyes made him complete, they also bound him and made him unable to do whatever he wanted as before.

Where there is loss, there is gain; this is indeed the truth of the world.

In the darkness, he came to the bed as easily as in the daytime, and touched Yun Chuxiu's feet without saying a word. The latter had his hands behind his head, one foot up, waiting for the owner of the room to come back, when he suddenly felt a hand holding his ankle. He almost jumped up in fright, and raised his hand to hit the other party: "Who is it?!" He slapped nothing, there was no one in front of him, and when he was full of doubts and vigilance, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck - someone blew a breath at him from behind.

"Yuan Suiyun!" Yun Chuxiu finally knew who it was. He turned around and stretched out his arms, trying to push the man away, but of course he missed again. The man was as agile as a bat in the dark, and knew his movements very well. It was he who was restricted by the darkness and could not see where the other person was.

In the end, it was Yuan Suiyun who chuckled, stopped on his own initiative, and pulled his tense arm: "Why don't you light the lamp?"

"You don't need the light, why should I bother?" Yun Chuxiu's tone was full of displeasure. Yuan Suiyun thought he was still angry about what happened during the day, so he didn't bother with him and pushed him back to bed. "Did you ask your maid to stay in the guest room? Aren't you afraid of what will happen tonight?"

"What will happen? Anyway, even if something does happen, our Yaoyao won't be responsible for it." Yun Chuxiu was not worried. Yuan Suiyun untied his bun, letting his long black hair fall down, then reached out to remove the crown on his head, and said slowly: "During the day, my father kept pulling me to talk in the study and refused to let me leave. He must have tested you. Since it was a woman in the afternoon, you were not afraid. Will it be a man at night?"

Hearing this, Yun Chuxiu's face suddenly changed color - he really didn't expect this possibility! Seeing that he wanted to go back to check on the maid, Yuan Suiyun had to reach out and hold him down, and took out a bell from the bedside and shook it. In just a moment, someone came to the window and stood quietly.

"Go and stand guard outside Young Master Yun's guest room. If there is any trouble, help the girl in the room deal with it."

"Yes."

The person outside the window agreed and left immediately. Yuan Suiyun then said, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Huh." But after hearing what he said, Yun Chuxiu couldn't help but ask him, "Why didn't you do anything when your father sent someone to test me in the afternoon?"

Yuan Suiyun smiled: "I'm sure you'll be happy."

"Hehe, are you so confident that I won't fall for it?"

"No, I'm confident...you won't."

Yun Chuxiu wanted to hit him after hearing these words. He reached out and touched Yuan Suiyun's face. The latter was lazy and had no intention of resisting. It seemed that because he was back home, even a strong man like Yuan Suiyun could not help but relax and no longer had the tense hypocrisy of the past.

After all, home is such a magical place. It doesn't need to be too luxurious or too spacious, but it will always bring warmth and happiness to anyone.

So Yun Chuxiu also relaxed, watching him take off his shoes, lie down beside her, and spread out the quilt to cover each other - it was really strange, in fact, even including the time in Shenshui Palace, they had only been sleeping in the same bed for more than a month, but Yuan Suiyun's movements were so natural and so skillful, as if they had been together for a very long time.

"I brought you flowers." He muttered to himself. "But you didn't even take a look at them." Because there was no wind or moon tonight, the room was incredibly dark, not to mention the flowers, it was hard to see the people clearly.

"I know." Yuan Suiyun was not surprised. "As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the fragrance of roses. Picking flowers in the rain, leisurely and contented, Mr. Yun, you are so elegant."

"What are you talking about? You are so elegant, but your house is just like this?"

"Did I disappoint you?"

Yun Chuxiu did not answer. Yuan Suiyun waited quietly for a while, and then heard his clear voice again: "Actually, you hate this place, don't you?"

(End of this chapter)