Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 109
Zhu Liuyue saw her gaze, smiled slightly, took an apple from the table, and handed it to her.
Zhu Huihui took it, took a bite, and smiled sweetly: "What a sweet apple, hero, here, have a bite!"
Feng Xuese gently stroked her hair and said softly, "You eat it yourself."
Zhu Liuyue lowered her eyes, took a sip of tea from the cup, and said slowly with a blank expression, "It's so hot!"
Zhu Huihui looked at him with some surprise. Had Brother Liu Yue's senses failed him? This pot of tea was clearly not even a little bit hot.
Outside the cabin, the deep night was beginning to show a faint glimmer of light; dawn was approaching.
Before we knew it, a night had passed in the blink of an eye.
There are countless scenic spots and historical sites in Dongting Lake. Yinling Island may not be the most famous, but it is definitely the most beautiful one.
Hidden Spirit Island is one of the properties under Maple Snow City. From a distance, the island's shape resembles a kingfisher perched on a branch. Compared to Junshan Mountain, it appears small, exquisite, and very elegant.
At this moment, Feng Xuese stood by the railing in front of the pavilion, letting the strong wind blow her white clothes fluttering in the air.
The breeze that brushed his face carried a light mist, and the pent-up emotions that had been building up in his chest dissipated with each breath.
By this time, dusk had fallen.
If his eyes hadn't been injured, he could have seen the sunset, the golden scales leaping on the waves, the returning sails, and the birds flying at dusk—but who knows if he'll ever see such a magnificent and beautiful sight again in this lifetime.
"Great hero, Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan are no longer in Sorrowful Valley. When I left, they had been staying in a place called Qingfengya for a long time, treating a strange hereditary disease for the local men. I guess they haven't left yet. As long as you send someone to invite Mr. and Mrs. Chen here, your eyes can be cured..."
Zhu Huihui's sweet and crisp voice still lingered in my ears, and a faint smile appeared on her maple-colored lips.
This child is usually careless and clumsy, so it's rare to see him being so sensible as to comfort him.
Speaking of which, Qingfengya is also on the shore of Dongting Lake, not too far from Yinling Island. Xiye Yan has been there for a whole day, and Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan are still staying in the same place. They should be able to come back by now, right?
The reason they were so anxious to find Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan was not just because of their own eyes, but also because of the body of Miss Mu. For more than a month, she had been doing her best to treat Xi Yeyan and Yan Shenhan's injuries, and was already exhausted. Last night, she caught a cold from being caught in the rain, and coupled with the grief over the deaths of her maid and Feng Jueya, she had fallen seriously ill.
Although someone has been sent to prepare the medicine according to the prescription written by Miss Mu herself, she would feel better if her parents were by her side at this time.
As for her own eyes, even if Lady Wan were the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, it was still unknown whether she could cure them—do her best and leave the rest to fate!
A series of soft footsteps came from the path outside the pavilion, and then someone leaped into the pavilion, carrying with them a fragrance of flowers. The sweet and rich aroma flowed like water, enveloping the maple-snow-colored area.
"Great hero, I've found a beautiful place! I'll take you there!" It was Zhu Huihui's delighted voice.
Feng Xuese asked calmly, "You went to play in the back mountain?"
"Yes—wait, you guessed it again!" Zhu Huihui shook her hair, and a few petals stuck to her temples fell down.
Feng Xuese smiled slightly.
On the back mountain of Hidden Spirit Island, there grows a late-blooming gardenia tree. Its flowering season is two to three months later than usual, so every year at this time, the gardenias bloom across the back mountain like scattered snowflakes. This child, covered in the fragrance of gardenias, had clearly just run up from the back mountain.
"You didn't sleep all night, and instead of resting properly, you're running around everywhere!" Feng Xuese scolded her as usual.
"You don't even sleep yourself, yet you try to tell me what to do!" Zhu Huihui retorted habitually.
"..." Feng Xuese was speechless after being confronted by her. However, even if he didn't sleep for several days, he could recover after just a few hours of meditation. Could she compare to him?
He coughed lightly: "Weren't you supposed to go and keep Miss Mu company? How is she?"
"Um... I'm alright!" she said uncertainly. She herself was usually as strong as an ox and hated sickly people, so she hadn't even bothered to visit Chen Muwan...
Feng Xue raised an eyebrow: "You didn't take care of her?" This child is really disobedient! Hidden Spirit Island is a property of Feng Xue City, and she and he are both directors. How could they abandon a sick guest and go off to have fun?
Zhu Huihui immediately lied through her teeth: "Of course I did! I... I only came out because I saw she was asleep."
Feng Xuese said helplessly, "Alright, come with me to see Miss Mu." She flicked her cheek with her finger—knowing she would pout.
Zhu Huihui's cheeks, which had just puffed out, immediately deflated again. She kept sighing, "Let's go... well, of course not to play! We're going to pick flowers to give to Miss Mu." She took his hand and started walking down the mountain.
Feng Xuese smiled slightly. "Ah! Children truly know no sorrow!" she sighed, and followed her down the mountain.
A figure flashed briefly in Duanyan Pavilion. A slender figure walked gracefully to the jade railing. Apricot-colored sleeve fell over the railing, and a fair hand picked up a fallen gardenia petal from the ground.
Zhu Liuyue stared at the snowflakes on her fingertips, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
After a long silence, he slowly said, "Chief Steward Qin!"
Steward Qin appeared before the Broken Smoke Pavilion like a ghost, bowing slightly: "This old servant is here!"
"Notify the guards to prepare to leave!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Steward Qin replied, turning to leave.
Zhu Liuyue suddenly called out again, "Wait!"
"Yes!" Steward Qin turned around, waiting for Zhu Liuyue's instructions.
However, Zhu Liuyue hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly, "It's alright, you can go now."
This time, Steward Qin did not rush to leave. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Young Prince, please forgive this old servant for being nosy, but you have been restless lately. Is it because of Miss Zhu?"
Zhu Liuyue spoke into the air, but only slightly narrowed her eyes, her usually gentle and radiant peach blossom eyes suddenly turning cold and gloomy.
Steward Qin lowered his head: "Young Prince, although Miss Zhu is very... very individualistic, but... Your Highness promised!"
Zhu Liuyue smiled faintly and asked softly, "Do I need anyone else's permission to do what I want?"