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She thought for a moment, and although she didn't understand what he meant, she nodded and said, "Okay."

Anyway, she was living under someone else's roof, so she had to do whatever they asked her to do. For example, this little Jiang was originally a newly recruited disciple of the Yun family manor, and everything was still being set up and reorganized. In order to fabricate an identity for her, this little boy became her subordinate and from then on, he paid his respects to her morning and evening.

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She also had to check this one's homework... Oh well, it's a small matter, she could tolerate it. The Yun family liked to imitate fabricated events so realistically, she would just do as they said.

The younger one greeted her morning and evening, and treated her as its elder sister. However, she didn't gain much advantage and had to greet the other one in the building morning and evening as well.

The one inside the building was none other than the Seventh Young Master, Gongsun Yao, who had nearly died on the cliff that day. It was said that he was the youngest among the young masters and also the one who admired Young Master Xianyun the most among the numbered young masters.

Although Gongsun Zhi saved his life, he remained unconscious.

Morally, she should indeed bear some responsibility, so when the Yun family made the request that she visit Gongsun Yao's place every day for a few casual words, she readily agreed.

It's no big deal, no big deal. Talking a few words to an unconscious person won't cut flesh or bones; she can absolutely tolerate it.

"Big, big, big sister, please follow me." Little Jiang whispered, "You can't go the wrong way this time. Last time you went to the men's side, and Sixth Young Master was so angry that he scolded you. Be careful this time."

She raised her eyebrows, responded, and followed the little boy.

She had to do whatever others told her to do; being under someone's roof meant she had to bow her head – that was a tragic portrayal of her situation.

She, Wang Yun, was once Huangfu Yun, the Left Protector of the Bai Ming Cult. Now she has changed her name to Jiang Wubo and is living in seclusion in Yun Family Village.

A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs. Now, she is a parasite and naturally has to bow her head completely. Fortunately, bowing her head doesn't take too much effort, and her neck can still bear it, so she just endures it.

Actually, she was reluctant to recall the memories of that day.

The fact that she could endure such pain is already beyond the capabilities of ordinary people; to recall it again is tantamount to experiencing the pain once more.

She only remembers walking in the heavy rain, ignoring the several times she stumbled along the way, and not knowing whether she would suddenly die at any moment, she just kept walking.

She could no longer hear the rain, and her vision gradually became blurred. The rain was too heavy, and the fog in the forest was getting thicker, limiting her field of vision. The intense pain further blurred her eyesight.

A figure, barely visible, was less than ten steps away.

She stopped in her tracks instinctively.

The man kept staring at her, and then slowly opened his mouth and said something.

Rather than saying she was unmoved by the sorrow, it would be more accurate to say she couldn't hear clearly at all; she only knew that the person had hurried up to her.

He slowly reached out his hand, and she stared intently at him. When she realized that his hand was going to touch her forehead, she instinctively pulled away.

His hand froze in mid-air, then he lowered his gaze, staring in shock and pain at her left arm.

What was he in pain about? She didn't understand.

He swiftly sealed several of her major acupoints, but she didn't even move.

"Miss Yun, am I late?" He looked directly at her.

The voice, slightly hoarse, strangely seeped into her hearing.

She thought for a moment, and out of politeness she should reply, so she said:

"It's not too late, at least I'm still alive." She wasn't sure if she had uttered the words, only that he was still looking at her, so she could only ask again, "Young Master Xianyun, what is it?"

"I wasn't paying attention; perhaps he was trying to figure out how to get off the cliff."

She thought she had been waiting for a long time, and that Gongsun Yun and He Zai had already found the way down the cliff before coming to rescue people, but from his words, it didn't seem to be the whole story.

"Miss Yun, shall I take you back to Yun Family Manor?"

This hoarse voice, no longer warm or clear, had been troubling her. Now, her thoughts weren't as sharp as before; after a long pause, she suddenly realized what was happening. Her pale lips curved slightly upward, but her eyes held no joy. She said:

"Young Master Xianyun, please don't take it to heart. I don't hold a grudge against you. When people are in trouble, it's only natural to save your own people first." It's just that she wasn't considered one of his or He Zai's own people.

The truth is that simple. It's easy to say but hard to do. In fact, even if He Zai had promised her a lifetime of happiness, she wouldn't really believe it. Today's events were just confirming what she thought.

Now, she is truly at peace.

He continued to gaze at her. She said softly:

"If I were to encounter such a situation in the future, I would naturally save my own people first."

"If I can't save you the first time, I will save you the second and the third time."

She was used to these polite words. "Thank you, Young Master Xianyun, but please forgive me for not being able to perform the proper ceremony... The remaining two pieces of jade are still in my sleeve pocket..." If you want them back, just take them yourself.

"Then you can keep it." He paused, then said softly, "Would you let me save you?"

She paused slightly, finally understanding why he stood there, too afraid to move.

She lowered her eyes, laughed emotionlessly, and then whispered:

"Then I'll have to trouble you, young master." With that, she finally let go of the word "endure," allowing the pain to spread throughout her body. Her eyes rolled back, and she fell into his arms.

When she regained consciousness, she was in Yun Family Manor.

"I'm truly surprised that you could walk this far despite being so badly injured," Gongsun Zhi said abruptly.

She wanted to groan out loud as she asked that question. Please let her go. She was seriously injured, but her hearing was still intact. This man's sharp tongue was enough to destroy her ability to endure. Why let her see him?

"Don't worry, now, apart from the few of us, no one else knows that Huangfu Yun is still alive. That day, it rained for three hours straight. After the rain stopped, Xianyun suggested that we go down the cliff with Che Yanyan to search for him. We arranged for the body to be changed into your clothes. The body was unrecognizable, and Protector Che didn't suspect anything." Gongsun Zhi said softly, "That was the body of one of the disciples. Under Xianyun's arrangement, it was temporarily buried there. We'll bring him back to the manor to clear his name in two years."

"..." She lowered her eyes.

"Xianyun was carrying Ayao and supporting me, so he couldn't spare the time to save you. The rain was already too heavy, and Che Yanyan and the others had already retreated down the mountain. We were the last to decide to go. After handing Ayao over to me, Xianyun jumped off the cliff."

Lying in bed, unable to move, she was forced to listen to old stories.

Gongsun Zhi blinked. "He didn't commit suicide for love. He has excellent lightness skills. Normally, it would be easy for him to fly across cliffs. But that day, the visibility was poor, and it was not easy for him to walk on the cliff where the rocks were still collapsing. Miss Qie, once you can speak, you must thank Xianyun."

She then realized that her mouth seemed to make no sound. In truth... so what if Gongsun Yun jumped off the cliff? If it weren't for her good luck, he would have only found a barely alive corpse.

Gongsun Yun is truly a man of honor; he is indeed a patriarch of the martial arts world. Although there is a certain order of priority, he will definitely do his best to save those he can.

The fact that Huangfu Yun could disappear from the world was exactly what she had hoped for. She would no longer have to scheme against him or deal with that mad, crazed cult leader. She should thank him, shouldn't she?

According to her calculations, the cult leader could only last another year at most before she had to find someone to take over. After that, even if she was exposed, she wouldn't care anymore and would live a truly carefree and leisurely life.

She truly couldn't adapt to going from extreme suffering to extreme bliss. But ultimately, it all came down to endurance. As long as she could endure, she refused to believe she couldn't persevere.

Gongsun Zhicang looked puzzled and said:

"Do you know how long you were lying down? You only returned to the village two days ago, and you've already regained consciousness. This is definitely not because you're physically strong. You had a head injury, a broken elbow, slightly displaced internal organs, and a twisted left ankle. How could you have walked so far? Not to mention the other wounds. Besides, even though I increased the dosage of the anesthetic, it's impossible for you to be completely painless. Why didn't you show any signs of pain?"

"..." Since she can't speak anyway, she might as well avoid talking about it.

Gongsun Zhi smiled, and then pressed her acupoint to silence her.

"Now you can speak. Before, I told you you were crying and screaming in pain, but now, well, you can really speak."

She stared at him for a long time, while Gongsun Zhi waited patiently.

Living under someone else's roof... living under someone else's roof... she finally spoke—

"……pain……"

"What? I didn't hear you clearly." He looked completely innocent.

"...It hurts! It hurts so much!" she croaked. With a knife above her head, she was perfectly capable of screaming in pain.

"Does it really hurt? Then why aren't you crying?"

"..." She gritted her teeth.

"Fifth brother, stop bullying Miss Yun." A low, hoarse voice came from the corner.

She then noticed that Gongsun Yun had been standing there the whole time. He stepped forward and blocked most of the light from the headboard, making it impossible for her to see his face.

"You're waking up too early, which isn't a good thing. I know it's your habit, but you still need to relax. Will that make it easier to sleep?"

He gently pressed his palm against her eyes, forcing her to keep them closed.

"Xianyun, you stay here with her. I'm going to check on Ayao."

"Hmm." He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his voice still hoarse, making her wonder if his throat was damaged.

The man's palms were warm, and they quickly warmed her eyelids. She remembered that on the way to Yunjiazhuang, she was in excruciating pain. She could have endured it, but she had to stay awake. It was these hands that covered her eyes and hoarsely whispered in her ear: "Sleep a little longer. It won't be so hard once you fall asleep."

Now, she figured it wouldn't hurt to sleep a little longer; Yun Family Manor was safe for the time being. Young Master Xianyun and Gongsun Zhi were both polite and courteous gentlemen; recuperating in such a place was definitely the best course of action.

So she indulged herself a little, letting the warmth on her eyelids wash over her consciousness.

It wasn't until later that she realized... that she realized...

She was scammed!

Chapter 6

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She was scammed!

Over the past six months, she has come to realize that everyone in Yunjiazhuang is "all show and no substance!"

She walked slowly, step by step, onto the bridge. Every few steps, when she encountered a light, Xiao Jiang would turn it off, until finally the entire bridge was plunged into darkness, leaving only the lights of Shuangyun Pavilion.

The lights on the long bridge are off, leaving only the lights in the pavilion, indicating that the road is blocked.

She had stayed in the village for six months and understood the Yun family's practices well. Many outsiders came and went from Yun family village, and occasionally, when the villagers needed their own space, they would resort to this method. "If the light is dim, do not go forward."

Last month, using the same tactic, Gongsun Zhi had the kitchen prepare a whole table of medicinal food according to his recipe, and invited the young masters who stayed in the manor to hide here and taste it. She knew this so clearly because she was also forced to be present.

"Big sister, I'm leaving now." Little Jiang blushed, took the lantern from the hidden compartment on the bridge, and ran back to the shore with his slightly chubby little legs.

She slowly walked up to Shuangyun Pavilion, where the host was already seated and waiting for her.

He wore a finely embroidered white robe, which made him look elegant and handsome. He rested his chin on his hand, taking a short break to relax. His black hair, which hung down his back, blended into the night and was occasionally blown by the wind, giving him a truly otherworldly air.

When she's still, she's a celestial being of the highest caliber, it's just a pity...

He stirred, opened his handsome eyes, saw it was her, and couldn't help but smile:

"You've finally arrived."

"If you're hungry, you can eat first," she said.

Upon hearing this, the corners of his mouth turned up again, and he smiled adorably. So adorable that she actually noticed he had two canine teeth! Are you kidding me? A goddess like him couldn't possibly have dimples and canine teeth.

"Wu Bo, are you still being polite with me? We're practically family now. Hurry up and bring out the things."

Living under someone else's roof, living under someone else's roof, she took a deep breath, offered up her small bamboo basket, and said:

"This is a small roasted chicken cooked entirely in oil. After you finish eating, please make sure to destroy all evidence." She didn't want to ask why this person knew her every move.