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He seemed enchanted, keeping track of the girl's every move, as if he were mad. Only after watching her fall asleep peacefully each night could he calm his mind and drift into dreams.
With the dark torment that had plagued him day and night diminished, he rarely found himself able to sleep soundly. He had lost count of how many years had passed and how he endured those nights.
All he knew was to follow the voice within him. He had no idea how his life would be without the girl; all he understood was that everything he did now was for a stable future.
As time passed second by second, the young man did not sleep. He spent the night handling messages from various shops and branches until late at night, clutching the sachet she had given him, breathing in its faint fragrance before finally falling asleep.
The next day, Liu Qingxi and Zhang Sanyou rose early to head to Biqi Town. However, today was vastly different from yesterday when they were focused on building the restaurant. Upon arriving in Biqi Town, they collided with Ying Mansion, where they had sent a letter last time.
A messenger came galloping towards them, pulling on the reins with urgency: " Miss Liu, my master has sent this letter for you, inviting you to attend the upcoming Architectural Symposium."
Liu Qingxi was filled with confusion as she opened the letter. The bold handwriting was just as powerful as before, stating that a meeting would be held in seven days, attended by many prominent figures, with important announcements regarding her.
With such a significant person personally writing to her, Liu Qingxi had no reason to refuse and certainly would not.
After reading the letter, she understood that this was akin to modern conferences on various topics where industry celebrities would discuss advancements in architecture and how to effectively accelerate progress in the field.
"Thank you for your hard work. Here’s some tea money; please help me send a reply."
Without hesitation, Liu Qingxi made her decision. She got off the carriage and found a nearby shop to borrow paper and ink. She quickly wrote back, firmly stating that she would attend on time while expressing her sincere gratitude to Elder Ying and wishing him good health.
Meanwhile, at the restaurant, after three days of Liu Qingxi personally overseeing operations, things were finally progressing normally. It was time for her to prepare for her trip into the city.
At Yang Family Courtyard, the Wen Family hurriedly brought Liu Qingxi back home.
"You child! You didn't even inform Aunt about such an important matter! With only two hours left, you need to tidy yourself up properly."
Edge pulled Liu Qingxi around in circles: "Aunt will measure your size; those clothes of yours won't do. I have some top-quality fabric here; later on, Grandma and I will make something for you."
She chattered like a mother, every word revealing her concern.
Liu Qingxi's eyes were moist, and she quietly turned her face away to prevent the other person from seeing.
In fact, she had already prepared her clothes, bought in town, but the Wen Family found them ill-fitting, not stylish enough, and the fabric was rare in Biqi Town; in a big place like Lingjiang Province, they simply wouldn't suffice.
This was a world that judged by appearances and clothing; the first impression had to leave others in awe.
"You don't know, Girl, those city folks only care about these things. I'll match you with a few accessories later."
"Oh no, we can't add more. There's no time; I need to take measurements and start making it right away." The Wen Family hurriedly urged Nanny Wen to get busy.
Liu Qingxi, the one involved, was left aside.
Yang Yichen naturally learned this news immediately; perhaps he had suspected it when Elder Ying first sent a message.
After all, this year marked the rare five-year symposium. Elder Ying was getting old and should have intentions toward Liu Qingxi, which was why he took the initiative to reach out.
"Anan, arrange everything. Hide those weapons in a secret place and wait!"
Yes, wait for the other party to make contact.
"In a couple of days, I will go to Lingjiang Province with Qingxi."
Anan hesitated for a moment but finally gathered the courage to step forward: "Young Master, we can't do without you here. If you leave for a day—"
The words he almost blurted out were swallowed back under Yang Yichen's cold gaze.
"You stay and handle the matters with A Dong."
Swallowing hard, Anan stood at attention: "Yes, young master."
Two days later, with only one day left until the seminar began, Liu Qingxi packed her things and instructed Liu Qingyan.
"Yan, listen to Aunt at home and don't cause any trouble. After a while, when the school is repaired, you can go back. During this time, study on your own at home. If you don't understand something, ask Brother Yang, okay?"
The Kid nodded, knowing that Liu Qingxi was busy. Unlike other children who were spoiled and did whatever they wanted, she was more mature than her age and wanted to bear the family's burdens early.
Just as she was about to leave and get on the carriage, a young man in white stood in front of her, a slight smile on his lips: "Qingxi, I'm going with you."
He had started following her footsteps at some point, determined to stay by her side at all times, to protect her and shield her from the storm.
Fortunately, although the two were closely connected, they were not noticed by others. Perhaps the villagers of Ten Li Pu were eager for them to be together; after all, these two powerful individuals belonged to Ten Li Pu, so there was no worry about being separated.
The old and young alike had an unwavering trust in the two young people, as if no difficulty could bring them down.
As the carriage moved forward, it was equipped with a Tea Table and a pot of prepared herbal tea.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere between the Youths was warm and sweet. Time spent together felt too short for the couple, always filled with endless sweet nothings.
Traveling along a relatively smooth road and reaching an open area, the speed of the carriage increased.
On the roadside, some farmers were sweating profusely, their hoes raised high as they tilled the land and sowed seeds.
After the earthquake, people finally got through the most difficult days. The earth was able to rejuvenate, and after enduring purgatorial hardships, their minds underwent significant changes.
No longer in a daze as before, having experienced life and death, they learned to let go of certain things and continue living.
Liu Qingxi knew that what he could do was to help the working-class people at the bottom of society as much as possible, for their lives had always been the hardest throughout history.
The carriage traveled south, passing through Biqi Town and Linyi County, continuing onward.
Linyi County is located in Lingjiang Province in the north, about two hundred miles away. A fast horse would take half a day, while a carriage would take longer.
Setting out two days in advance, Liu Qingxi did his best to ensure a smooth journey to avoid any accidents.
The purpose of this trip was to attend a symposium; after all, being invited was a recognition of his professional knowledge.
At the same time, in Lingjiang Province, nearly thirty counties had renowned architects invited by Ying Mansion to participate.
Those who received invitations were all smiles as they packed their bags and hurried towards Lingjiang Province, fearing they might miss the time or arrive late.
The people of Ying Mansion placed great importance on basic etiquette; they could not tolerate tardiness. Being late meant you could not enter, even with an invitation.
This rare symposium filled Liu Qingxi with anticipation; it was his first opportunity to engage with professionals since arriving in this era.
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