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The room fell silent, with only Jiang Xiaochuan's slightly heavy breathing and the two children's soft whimpers remaining.

There were deliberately light footsteps and hushed conversations outside the door. It was Master Shuiyue, Master Su Ru, and Xiaobai. They had been waiting all night.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Lu Xueqi and gestured with his eyes.

Lu Xueqi frowned: "You..."

"It's really nothing," Jiang Xiaochuan interrupted her, his voice weak but firm, "Let Master, Mistress, and Xiaobai... take a look at the child. They're worried."

Lu Xueqi looked at him for a moment, and after confirming that apart from being tired and weak, he was fine for the time being, she nodded.

She bent down and carefully picked up the two children. Her movements were still a little stiff, but she was more steady than before. She walked to the door and glanced back at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled at her and waved his hand lightly.

Lu Xueqi then turned around and opened the door.

Outside the doorway, Shuiyue and Suru immediately stepped forward, while Xiaobai stood a little behind, leaning against the bamboo pillars. When the door opened, she looked up and gazed at the swaddled baby being held by Lu Xueqi. After a moment's pause, she quickly glanced at the direction of the bed inside the room before her gaze returned to the child.

"Did you give birth?" Shuiyue asked in a low voice, her face showing undisguised concern.

"Hmm." Lu Xueqi stepped aside, making room for them. Shuiyue and Su Ru immediately came closer, looking at the two children by the candlelight and the lanterns in the corridor.

"Oh dear, it's so small..." Su Ru said in a very soft voice, as if she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to.

"Her eyebrows and eyes resemble Xueqi's; she's beautiful." Shuiyue examined her carefully, a smile appearing on her face. Then she looked at Lu Xueqi, her gaze lingering on her face for a moment, a complex mix of concern and barely perceptible embarrassment in her eyes. "How is Xiaochuan...?"

"It's nothing, I'm resting."

"That's good, that's good." Su Ru nodded repeatedly, her gaze returning to the child. "He's really... had a tough time."

This was a bit awkward to say, since it was directed at "Jiang Xiaochuan's" face.

Xiao Bai hadn't said a word, just watched quietly. Then, she stepped forward. She didn't look at Lu Xueqi, but her gaze fell on the two children. After watching them for a while, she reached out and very lightly touched the cheek of the younger sister, Yueyao. The little one moved her lips in her sleep.

"When..." Shuiyue asked tactfully.

Lu Xueqi understood what she meant: "Tomorrow, when he's feeling better."

"No rush, no rush," Shuiyue hurriedly said. "Let him take good care of himself. There's no need to rush to get him back in a short time."

Su Ru nodded, "Yes, health is the most important thing."

"Mm," Lu Xueqi replied.

Xiao Bai teased Yun Zhou, then glanced at Yue Yao. Throughout the entire time, she neither asked about Jiang Xiao Chuan nor looked at Lu Xue Qi. It wasn't until Lu Xue Qi was carrying the child and preparing to go back to the house that she whispered to herself, "Just like you."

Whether it was because the child resembled Lu Xueqi or something else, Lu Xueqi paused, but without turning around, she carried the child inside.

The door closed gently.

……

Three months later.

The bamboo on Xiaozhufeng Peak is still so green and beautiful. When the wind blows, it rustles and makes a sound like the sea.

Xiao Bai sat on a stone bench outside Tingzhu Pavilion, holding a rattle drum in her hand and gently shaking it.

Two small cradles were placed side by side in front of them. Yunzhou was awake, her dark, grape-like eyes following the rattle drum. She was neither crying nor fussing. Yueyao was also awake, kicking her little hands and feet restlessly and making meaningless "ah ah" sounds, as if she wanted to grab the shaking drumsticks.

Xiaobai shook the drum, her gaze falling on the faces of the two children, or perhaps passing through them and landing in the distance. Her face was expressionless as she shook the drum, again and again.

The bamboo hut was quiet; Jiang Xiaochuan and Lu Xueqi were nowhere to be seen.

Behind Xiaozhu Peak, there is a secluded pebble path winding deep into the bamboo forest, leading to a small cliff. There is a flat boulder on the edge of the cliff, from which you can see the distant mountain scenery. Few people come here on weekdays.

At this moment, two people are slowly walking on this path.

The person in front is Lu Xueqi. She has switched back to her original body, dressed in white as snow, with a tall and straight figure, more than half a head taller than the person behind her.

A mountain breeze swept by, lifting a few strands of hair from her temples. Her eyes smiled, like the clear, sparkling stream water of early spring, reflecting the sunlight.

She had one hand behind her back, and the other hand stretched out behind her, steadily holding the hand of the person behind her.

Behind her was Jiang Xiaochuan, who had also changed back into his usual blue Taoist robe. He was slender and much shorter than Lu Xueqi, and she was leading him by the hand.

His long hair was not tied up with a crown, but loosely braided and hung down in front of him.

That was the haircut Lu Xueqi made for him that morning. He had a slight smile on his lips, a gentle smile that lingered on his eyes and brows, giving his otherwise handsome appearance a sense of peace and reassurance.

The cobblestone path was uneven, and Jiang Xiaochuan tripped slightly. Lu Xueqi immediately stopped, turned around, and naturally steadied him with her arm.

"careful."

"It's alright." Jiang Xiaochuan steadied himself, looked up at her, and smiled.

Lu Xueqi didn't let go; she turned around and looked down at him.

Sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, scattering like shattered gold, falling on his face, his eyelashes, and into his slightly curved eyes. He was looking at her, his gaze clear, filled with dependence and complete trust.

Lu Xueqi looked at him for a while, then suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaochuan asked, stopping as well.

Lu Xueqi continued to look at him, her gaze moving from his braided hair to his smooth forehead, then to his straight nose, and finally settling on his eyes, which were always smiling but now filled with doubt. She stared intently, as if it were the first time she had seen him, or as if she wanted to etch it into her heart.

"It's so beautiful," she said, her voice soft, blending into the wind and the sound of the bamboo forest.

Jiang Xiaochuan paused, his face flushed slightly, his eyes darted around, and he muttered, "I watch it every day, and I still haven't had enough..."

"I can't get enough of it," Lu Xueqi answered crisply.

She lowered her head and, quite naturally, kissed his forehead. Her lips were warm, but the kiss was brief.

Jiang Xiaochuan's ears turned red. He quickly glanced left and right. The bamboo forest was deep, and apart from them, the only sound was the wind rustling through the bamboo tips. "What are we doing... what if someone sees us..."

"So what if I saw it?" Lu Xueqi took his hand again, turned around and continued walking forward, her tone calm but unquestionable.

"You are my lawfully wedded husband, who dares to say anything?"

Jiang Xiaochuan stopped talking and let her lead him, following half a step behind her. That's right, at this time, most of the disciples are busy with their studies. If anyone comes to the back mountain, even if they run into one or two people, they are all acquaintances. They just nod, say hello, and that's it. Lu Xueqi doesn't care, so why is he being so coy?