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If life were just as it was at first sight, then what need would there be to have known each other before? The girl only needed to remember the name Jiang Ping, and that would be enough.
The flickering candlelight cast shadows on the koi swimming in the water, their scales reflecting light like the stars in Tian Zai—visible yet intangible.
How could the young master know that he had been waiting for that person all along?
Han Yu pursed her red lips and extinguished the candlelight. Outside the Yuan Boat, only the remnants on the river's surface faintly revealed Little Beauty's presence, her skin as smooth and delicate as Sheep Fat Red Jade.
He had never truly known the girl, nor could he deny that she harbored feelings for someone she resented deeply. Time passed, and her thoughts remained with that person.
Did the young master know what kind of person occupied her thoughts?
Coco was not like him, drifting along; she seemed untouched by the mundane world.
Gu Ping lay in bed, holding Jade Beauty close, yet his mind wandered to the Great Master observing from the Yuan Boat. That Divine Sense likely captured every movement outside the boat; nothing could escape the Great Master's awareness.
What did the young master truly wish to do?
Did the girl desire anything in particular?
He had hoped to be different from others.
But in truth, there was nothing that set him apart from anyone else.
The young master had learned some things that the girl did not want anyone to know. What did he think she should do about it?
It would be best if he acted as if he knew nothing at all. In such a vast city, there was probably no place quite like the girl’s, where he could casually chat about trivial matters.
The bed made of pearl and jade was large yet small enough for two people, but they could remain distant from each other. People could be apart, yet hearts were separated by layers of flesh, as if separated by mountains and rivers, never to meet.
Han Yu turned casually, even able to hear Gu Ping's breathing. Yet, there was no scent to his question. Each person carried their own unique aroma, but perhaps the fragrance from the Yuan Boat was too strong; Han Yu couldn't catch even a hint of it.
His life was like a lantern in the river, shining brightly for a moment but quickly becoming broken and unworthy of the young master's kindness.
Oh, is that so? Then there was no need to gasp.
Their gazes met; between those two exquisite faces, it was difficult to slip even a piece of paper. But why couldn’t Han Yu see into his heart?
What was there to gasp about?
Han Yu did not continue speaking. The boy who had given her a fish had fallen asleep, his slightly parted lips occasionally releasing heavy breaths that brushed against her face.
That time, Han Yu clearly sensed the scent of his breath—somewhat sweet yet laced with a strong metallic tang. It seemed he had indeed seen bloodshed and experienced battle.
His arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, making it difficult for her even to turn over.
What kind of person could he be?
Han Yu had seen all kinds of people during her many years at the Spring Pavilion. She had encountered countless individuals, and those who had longed for the well-being of Young Master Zhenzhen numbered in the thousands. If they were all gathered together, they could easily form a small sect.
The influential nobles and wealthy merchants surrounding her could pile up enough spiritual stones to create a small mountain.
She had faced ruthless bandits, Evil Spirits from the Ninth Underworld, and spies from both the Great Qin Empire and the Great Jin Empire. A myriad of characters had crossed her path, yet the only ones who remained unmoved were the Eunuchs in the palace and those like Gu Ping from various alleys. It was her first time encountering someone like that.
It seemed that she truly had fallen asleep, completely at ease, without a worry about losing her life on that Yuan Boat. Han Yu couldn't see Minghong, nor could she think of him. Perhaps even Tian Di Dong wouldn't be able to understand the person before her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the constantly swimming Golden Koi. Han Yu suddenly recalled the promise that person had made to that foolish fish earlier. She couldn't help but close her eyes, fearing that lying in someone's embrace like that would become impossible to replicate in the future.
When the morning sun hit her face, Gu Ping had already left. Han Yu gazed at the koi swimming in the bathtub and felt as if everything that had happened last month might not have been real. That person had indeed come, had once Liu Donged that foolish fish, and had spoken such silly words to her.
But what else was there? It felt like something entirely new had appeared in her heart, yet she couldn't quite grasp what it was. Watching that foolish fish sway its head and tail, she wished that such a tranquil night had never faded away or perhaps never existed at all.
When did it happen?
As soon as dawn broke.
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