These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

What do you want?

"I'll tell Sister Susu everything I've seen and heard here!"

"..."

Wei Tu hesitated for a moment, then let go of her hand.

"Feeling guilty?!"

Xu Qingtan seemed even angrier.

Wei Tu waved his hand.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why should I be guilty? She knows some things."

Wei Tu boarded the carriage.

Xu Qingtan was stunned for a moment, then immediately followed.

"She knows about your past, so why is she still being so kind to you..."

There are some things I don't know how to say, and these are things that a young girl can't understand.

Wei Tu looked at the person who had followed from inside the carriage.

"Why are you being so lenient? Or are you trying to say that it looks silly?"

"...I didn't mean that."

Xu Qingtan found it hard to feel any aversion towards Su Mi. The girl was lively and adorable, as well as kind and caring. He was considered a marginal figure in Xiaoyuan Peak, since although he was Lu Qingyan's apprentice, he was actually taught more by Wei Tu.

Moreover, Jiang Ying herself is a very cold person to others. It's not that she's annoying or disliked, but she just finds it difficult to be enthusiastic towards others.

So when Wei Tu was away, the people Xu Qing was closest to were Su Mi, Qin Xiaoman, and Jiang Leqi. Since those two friends weren't around, Su Mi was the only one who would talk to him more, and he never acted arrogantly.

Wei Tu said softly.

"Of course she's not stupid; in fact, she's very smart. She knows most of my things, some of which I didn't tell her on my own initiative, and she knows I won't tell her on my own initiative, but she won't expose me either."

"...I don't understand. I always felt that relationships shouldn't be like this. Why do we have to tolerate all of this?"

Wei Tu certainly understood how beautifully a girl of this age longed for love.

The younger you are, the simpler things seem; love is love, and hate is hate.

Hatred is irreconcilable, love is not to be desecrated.

Wei Tu simply told the girl a principle.

"No one can really explain matters of the heart. There's no difference between loving ten thousand people and loving only one person. What's important is understanding what you want. But I always feel guilty about it."

"You'll feel guilty."

Xu Qingtan looked completely unconvinced.

Wei Tu smiled. "Do I have to feel guilty and make everyone know?"

"Otherwise, why are you feeling guilty?"

"Guilt and regret are both based on the human desire to make amends. If you want the whole world to know, that would be hypocritical. I just want them to be happier."

"Are you able to manage all that?"

Xu Qing's words were sarcastic and unsettling.

Wei Tu smiled.

"Who knows? Just do your best in whatever you do. Be true to yourself and be worthy of your efforts."

Xu Qingtan looked at Wei Tu.

I took a deep breath.

"If you were me, what would you do?"

She asked suddenly, as if it were a completely unrelated topic.

Wei Tu understood what the girl wanted to ask.

He didn't think too much about it; he simply told the other person.

"I'm no different from you. I'm diligently cultivating myself, keeping the hatred in my heart, and always believing that one day I will be able to take revenge."

"...Will it really succeed?"

"I can't predict the future, and I won't help you kill Ji Xiangwan. If you can do it, then do it; if you can't, then try your best to do it. What else is there to say? You've been hesitant and doubtful from the beginning. Where does your motivation come from?"

The carriage started moving, swaying and rattling.

The girl sitting at the front, driving the horse, was oblivious to the wind and frost on her face.

Even in this weather, the journey remains arduous.

Inside the deep palace gates, a woman in a dragon robe stood on the steps, gazing at the empty palace.

"It's really lonely."

She sees this scene almost every day, and she should get used to it, but... after he comes and goes, it seems that these things can't be completely avoided.

A deep emptiness welled up in my heart.

Recalling the intimacy of last night, Ye Bingluan's cheeks flushed slightly.

Until a short boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, came to Ye Bingluan's side, looked up at the woman and said.

"Auntie... is there anything particularly interesting here?"

He still seemed somewhat naive and childish, but his face already showed a calm and composed demeanor.

Judging from his demeanor and expression, it doesn't seem like something a boy of this age should be able to do.

Ye Bingluan looked down at him and said, "There's nothing to see. I was just thinking about some things."

"What is it? Is it...something difficult?"

Why would you make things difficult for them?

"Because... I felt that my aunt's expression just now was very unusual, unlike how she would act when facing those ministers..."

Ye Bingluan smiled, glanced at the boy, and then sighed.

"Remember this: never show that kind of expression to anyone else. From now on... you'll need to learn how to hide your expressions for a long time."

The little boy asked, somewhat dejectedly.

"Isn't that very sad... like wearing a mask?"

Ye Bingluan nodded.

"Humans are born lonely; they are just looking for some solace in this world. If you find it, you are lucky; if you don't, you will wander for the rest of your life."

"Has your aunt been found?"

The boy asked curiously.

Ye Bingluan nodded with a smile.

"Found it, there's no mistake."

P.S.: I'll try my best to finish this month.

113 Sleeping under the same quilt

It's summer again.

Gentle sunlight streams into the spacious corridor through the windows, and compared to a few years ago, the school is now considerably larger and more luxurious.

It's hard to imagine that before this, the Yuanjian Sect's school was just a small room.

Many disciples arrived late and, unable to find a seat, had to stand in the corridor to listen to some crucial lessons.

But in just a few short years, everything has changed.

Not only have the newly developed hills nearby provided better training grounds and additional blessed lands, but even the decorations of these facilities have become much more beautiful.

At that moment, the sunlight streamed through the dust-free windows and shone on the man standing at the very front of the stage.

It seems difficult to call him a teenager anymore.

It wasn't that time had left particularly deep marks, but rather that the young man's demeanor had become much more composed. The youthful impetuosity seemed to have been somewhat concealed, and what one could see in him was the calmness and profound depth that a mature man should possess.

His handsome face and tall, upright figure seemed to have become less important, even though many people's eyes were still on his face.

"That's why I said why you made him come to class? Look at those female disciples, how many of them are actually listening?"

Outside in the corridor, in a much quieter spot, a woman with a voluptuous figure and stunning beauty spoke languidly.

Opposite her was a stunningly beautiful woman who was in no way inferior, and perhaps even more so.

Her gaze passed through the window and fell on the boy inside.

"Isn't that Xu Qingtan the one who pays a lot of attention in class?"

Hearing Ran Xinxue's words, Mu Xitong couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's forget about Xu Qingtan... He doesn't even dare to look people in the eye, wouldn't that make him seem even more guilty? This junior sister is a perfect example of trying to cover up her guilt."

Ran Xinxue glanced at the young girl. Indeed, in many people's eyes, she was a teenager, but how could she escape the eyes of these two women?

As for her relationship with the boy on stage, they seemed to be fellow students, but as for their private life...

"Trying to cover it up is fine... but you can't just keep him out of the public eye, can you? Who knows how lively his house will become over the years. But it's none of my business anyway."

Mu Xitong glanced at him and said it was okay, but her eyes were actually fixed on the young man's Ran Xinxue.

"You're only good at talking tough in front of me. I want to see when Su Mi discovers your secrets... That'll be interesting."

Ran Xinxue was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Mu Xitong.

"Oh right... I thought you were in the same situation as me. Last time he took you to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain... it was like announcing some kind of fact. You're really scheming, woman... You did it on purpose last time, didn't you?"

"Are you out of your mind? Getting this jealous? Do you think I'd risk my life for this? Do you think everyone's as crazy as you?"

"You're the crazy one."

Ran Xinxue snorted coldly.

Mu Xitong glanced at the incomparably beautiful woman.