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Chapitre 23

Thinking of how many people wanted to take her life, she subconsciously touched the silkworm armor on her body and murmured, "Thank goodness for you."

Before she descended the mountain, the cult leader specially gifted her this soft armor, saying that no weapon in the world could penetrate it, and instructed her never to take it off, no matter when or where. Now that I think about it, the old man was indeed prescient.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that it was this old woman who had framed her for so many bad things, making her a pariah and someone everyone wanted to kill. So I couldn't really be happy about it.

After thinking for a long time without finding a solution, she finally decided to close her eyes and go to sleep.

Whether you're happy or unhappy, it's still just one day. Just make do for now.

The next day, a major event occurred: Fairy Sangchan sent someone to invite Gu Xiju to meet her in the Purple Bamboo Grove five days later.

Pang Wan was stunned when she took the post—she had never seen a post made of lotus petals before; it was pink, delicate, and fragrant, and refreshing to the soul.

"The fairy is still so elegant, using lotus flowers as paper." Bai Xiaosheng leaned over to examine the post.

Pang Wan looked up at him with a puzzled expression: "If we use lotus as paper, what will we do in winter?" Does that mean we won't write letters at all?

Bai Xiaosheng choked, as if he had never thought about this question before.

"Carve words on plum branches." Gu Xiju's voice lingered as he reached out and took the lotus petal from Pang Wan's hand.

Pang Wan pouted, thinking to himself that when he became famous, he would need to use something even more unique and shocking as a keepsake. What should he choose? A cucumber with an inscription? A cactus as stationery?

Meanwhile, after reading all the words on the lotus paper, Gu Xiju's lips curled up in a wide smile, as if he were expectant and satisfied.

—This kind of infatuated type is so easy to please! Pang Wan watched from the side, her heart aching with pain.

"Five days from now, help me cancel all my appointments." Gu Xiju looked up at Bai Xiaosheng, her tone resolute and unquestionable.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, seemingly already knowing what was going on.

"I want to go too!" A slender white hand was raised high; it belonged to Pang Wan.

"Alliance Leader, I would like to go with you to see Fairy Sangchan, is that alright?" She secretly peeked at Gu Xiju's expression from under her eyelashes.

Before Gu Xiju could respond, Bai Xiaosheng spoke up first: "Stop fooling around!" His expression was not only unpleasant, but his tone was also unusually serious. "The Alliance Leader's appointment with the Fairy is always a private affair. Why would he bring you along?"

Pang Wan was startled by his sudden seriousness and subconsciously bit her lip: "I... I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to see what the fairy sister looks like..."

Gu Xiju frowned, his face expressionless: "No."

Unexpectedly, such a simple request was rejected. Pang Wan grew anxious, and her voice rose, "Alliance Leader, don't worry! I'll just watch from afar and won't cause any trouble! You two can do whatever you want then, whatever..." She suddenly realized her mistake and her voice trailed off, "I, I'll guard the gate for you..."

Bai Xiaosheng, who was still angry, burst into laughter.

Gu Xiju pursed his lips slightly, looked at her trembling appearance, and sighed: "Wanwan, everything else is negotiable, but this is the only exception."

"Why?" Pang Wan's eyes widened—it's just to see your sweetheart, isn't it? What's so difficult about that? I'm not going to eat her.

Before Gu Xiju could answer, Bai Xiaosheng walked over and grabbed her by the back of her collar: "Don't you even know who the Alliance Leader wants to see?" He warned in a low, hoarse voice, and dragged her outside.

Pang Wan wanted to struggle again, but the moment she turned around and met Gu Xiju's eyes, she held her breath and gave up.

That was a cold, direct, and uncompromising rejection.

"The female lead is great, the female lead is great, the female lead's status is so high..."

Humming another chart-topping hit from the Mary Sue Continent, Pang Wan wandered aimlessly down the street.

Unexpectedly, Gu Xiju's protection of Sang Chan was so thorough; it seems the female lead is indeed invincible here. Recalling her glorious Mary Sue past life, and the countless stunningly handsome men who offered their hearts to her, Pang Wan couldn't help but sigh with melancholy.

She thought to herself, "I should be nicer to the supporting characters in my next life."

Anyone who's good-looking, she'll take them all under her wing! Forget about the traditional one-for-one-life romance, that's too conservative. She'll go straight for a polyandrous, matriarchal system, she thought to herself.

As I was thinking, I looked up unexpectedly and met a pair of beautiful eyes.

He was an extremely handsome young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a golden crown binding his hair, a face as white as jade, and a cinnabar mole on his forehead, adding a touch of elegance to his refined and noble appearance.

For some reason, the young master was staring at her from the restaurant across the street, his gaze intense, as if he wanted to nail her shadow to the bluestone road.

For a fleeting moment, Pang Wan had the illusion that she had been loved at first sight in a Mary Sue-like world in her past life.

With a whoosh, she took three steps in two, shifting her position and leaping to the opposite side of the golden-crowned young man.

"Hello! My name is Wanwan, nice to meet you!" She smiled and extended both hands to the person opposite her.

The young master with the golden crown remained silent, turning his face away to reveal the graceful curve of his swan-like neck, showing no intention of paying her any attention.

—Wait, could it be that this handsome man wasn't just gushing over me? Pang Wan was momentarily stunned.

After waiting for a while, the Golden Crown Prince showed no sign of turning his face toward her, and the guards behind him grew impatient.

"Um, I'm sorry, I misread it and disturbed you, sir." Pang Wan, feeling embarrassed, touched his nose and turned around to jump back down from the restaurant.

But before she could take more than a few steps, that burning gaze followed her again, making her spine ache.

One, two, three! Pang Wan silently counted to three in his mind, then abruptly turned around to face the direction of the restaurant.

But the golden-crowned young master was leisurely about to pick up a cup of wine and drink it, without even lifting his eyelids in their direction.

Could her senses be wrong? No, Zuo Nanyi had long since honed her reflexes to an exceptionally sharp level; she couldn't possibly be mistaken.

So he silently turned around, lowered his head, and continued walking forward.

Feeling that almost murderous gaze fixed on her back again, she muttered a few words to herself and silently produced a small round ball from her hand.

"Ouch!" A passerby slipped and fell about ten feet in front of her, dropping his vegetable basket.