After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

As she entered the bamboo forest, Yan Xuanshi discreetly surveyed every corner of the place.

Although the courtyard is not large, it is decorated in a simple, refreshing, clean and neat manner.

Inside the courtyard, there is only a pavilion carefully and ingeniously constructed from bamboo, and a finely crafted bamboo rocking chair placed beneath the pavilion.

Besides the stove, which was emitting wisps of white smoke, there were no other superfluous items.

Zuo Shu arranged for the two to rest for a while, then turned around and went back to tending the stove.

Before long, Zuo Shu carried two bowls of steaming, fragrant white porridge in her hands and walked lightly to the grandmother and granddaughter.

Carefully handing the bowls of white porridge to the two of them, Zuo Shu said softly, "After you finish your meal, you two can rest in the west room for the night and leave the next day."

"Thank you so much for your generous hospitality, young lady. My grandson and I are truly grateful. Hong'er, hurry up and thank them."

Yan Xuanshi said with a big smile.

As for Qin Hongyi, she turned a deaf ear, pretending not to hear anything.

"Young lady, I'm so sorry, my grandson is really quite disrespectful."

Yan Xuanshi looked apologetic and continued.

Zuo Shu seemed unconcerned, keeping her lips tightly closed and saying nothing.

Seeing that Zuo Shu had stopped speaking, Yan Xuanshi was not about to give up. She quickly continued, "This place is so remote and secluded, why did you insist on choosing to live here, young lady?"

Zuo Shu took a small sip of the white porridge in her bowl and said softly, "Peace and quiet."

"This old woman sees that the young lady's appearance is unparalleled, and she must have many ardent followers. But why does the young lady hide in this bamboo forest, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world?"

Yan Xuanshi's eyes flickered as she cautiously probed the question.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Shu's slurping of porridge suddenly stopped. The white porridge, which originally had a sweet and wonderful taste, now seemed to taste endlessly bitter in her mouth.

Yan Xuanshi took in Zuo Shu's expression with perfect accuracy, and her thoughts surged like a tide in an instant.

She then continued, "Young lady, is there something troubling you? If you don't mind, you might as well confide in this old woman."

Yan Xuanshi's words were like an extremely sharp sword, instantly tearing open Zuo Shu's long-closed heart.

"Old man, tell me, how long do you have to wait for someone who doesn't love you to come back?"

Zuo Shu lowered her head slightly, her expression extremely gloomy, and her mournful voice seemed to come from the depths of her soul.

"They say time is merciless, but if you can wait for the love in your heart, what does it matter if the years are long?"

Yan Xuanshi said in a soft tone.

"But what if he is no longer in this world? How many more years will I have to wait?"

Tears welled up in Zuo Shu's eyes, like pearls from a broken string, sliding down her pale cheeks and dripping into the white porridge in her bowl.

Each tear carries endless longing.

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuanshi was absolutely certain that the person Zuo Shu was referring to was the young master she had been searching for.

At this moment, Yan Xuanshi desperately wanted to examine Zuo Shu's memories, but unfortunately, Zuo Shu was just an ordinary person with no cultivation. No matter how gentle her methods were, Zuo Shu would definitely not be able to withstand them.

Moreover, Yan Xuanshi only wanted to find the young master and did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

Furthermore, she deeply sympathized with Zuo Shu's affectionate heart.

"My lord! My lord! How much heartbreaking, empty resentment will you leave behind?"

Yan Xuanshi silently recited this in her heart.

"Girl! Since waiting has yielded no results, why not let go of your stubborn obsession, step out of this quiet place, and plunge into the bustling world to begin a brand new journey in life?"

Yan Xuanshi frowned slightly and sighed softly.

She was actually trying to dissuade Zuo Shu with these words, because she knew all too well that even if Zuo Shu waited foolishly for a hundred years, she would never see the young master again.

If the young master could so cruelly abandon her, how could he be willing to stop for someone else?

Zuo Shu slowly raised her eyes, her gaze fixed intently on the faintly visible stars in the sky, and remained silent for a long time.

The faint light of the stars gently fell on her face, reflecting her deep sorrow and endless confusion, adding a touch of heartbreaking beauty to her already lovely appearance.

After a long pause, Zuo Shu finally spoke slowly: "If an obsession could be let go so easily, then it wouldn't be called an obsession."

Her voice was filled with endless sorrow and unwavering determination, as if this conviction had taken deep root in the depths of her soul and was unshakable.

Looking at Zuo Shu's resolute yet sorrowful appearance, Yan Xuanshi couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

She gently took Zuo Shu's hand, her tone becoming even softer: "Young lady, I know this obsession weighs heavily on you, but life is short, don't let this endless waiting waste your precious youth."

Zuo Shu slightly withdrew her hand, her gaze still fixed on the distant stars, and murmured to herself, "What does youth matter? Without him, the world's prosperity is nothing but fleeting smoke to me."

At this moment, Qin Hongyi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Is your persistence worth it?"

Zuo Shu turned her head to look at Qin Hongyi, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, before she regained her sorrowful expression: "Whether it's worth it or not, only the heart knows."

Yan Xuanshi sighed inwardly, "The difficulty of love is indeed so profound!"

Not only was Zuo Shu trapped in this situation and unable to break free, but she and Qin Hongyi were in the same predicament.

Perhaps unlike Zuo Shu, who waited patiently, she was able to personally embark on the journey of time to pursue the young master's figure, rather than passively waiting for the years to take pity on her.

Night deepens, wind grows cooler!

Yan Xuanshi then talked with Zuo Shu for a long time.

Perhaps thinking that Yan Xuanshi and Qin Hongyi were ordinary people, Zuo Shu was overwhelmed with emotion and suddenly recounted all the past events of this place.

Although Zuo Shu's words were somewhat cryptic and shrouded in mystery, Yan Xuanshi was as clear-headed as a mirror. She knew that the senior brother she spoke of was the young master she had been longing for, and that the white fox must be the mysterious pair of eyes.

After speaking, the people in the courtyard, each with their own worries, fell into a quiet silence.

Before long, Zuo Shu got up and went back to her room, thoughtfully preparing a pot of fragrant tea for Yan Xuanshi and the other woman.

After Zuo Shu left, Yan Xuanshi did not rush back into the house. She gently spread her jade fingers, and the aura of the young masters hidden among the mundane world in the courtyard transformed into glittering stars, slowly converging towards her.

With these clues, finding the young master's true location becomes much easier.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the bamboo leaves into the courtyard as Yan Xuanshi and her granddaughter prepared to leave.

Zuo Shu stood at the door, her expression still forlorn.

After thanking her again, Yan Xuanshi slowly left with Qin Hongyi.

After walking for a while, Qin Hongyi finally couldn't hold back and slowly turned around to look. She saw the small courtyard in the bamboo forest appearing and disappearing in the hazy morning mist, like a misty painting.

She parted her lips slightly and whispered, "Tell me, how much of what she just said was false?"

Yan Xuanshi gently stroked Qin Hongyi's head and said softly, "Little Hongyi, what does it matter whether it's true or false? You and I are ultimately different from her."

Qin Hongyi abruptly pushed her hand away, her eyes as cold as icy stars as she stared straight at her.

"Time to go to the next place."

Yan Xuanshi stopped teasing Qin Hongyi and gazed leisurely into the distance.

In some faraway place, she keenly sensed an existence that was more striking and intense than any breath.

That thing is called bloodline.

The figures of the grandmother and granddaughter gradually disappeared along the winding path, while the small courtyard in the bamboo forest still stood there quietly, silently guarding Zuo Shu's obsession, remaining unchanged no matter how time flowed by.