Chapter 506 – Returned Home, Yet Thinking About Eleven Streets Away (2/2)

Shuang'er asked, ”What thing?”

Xu Yourong turned her head to look at Shuang'er and calmly asked, ”Back then, you said, he and Princess Luoluo were in the Orthodox Academy…did you personally see it?”

Rather nervously, Shuang'er implored her, ”Young Lady, it's so difficult for you to come home even once; just what's the meaning in mentioning that disciple of shamelessness?”

Although it had not been acknowledged, the phrase 'disciple of shamelessness' was seemingly enough to illustrate many things.

Xu Yourong no longer asked any questions. Hugging her knees, she gazed silently out the window at the falling snowflakes for a very long time.

If this were one of her previous returns to the capital, she would definitely have not wanted to go out again. However, today, for some reason, she didn't want to stick around in her home. She wanted to go out for a walk, go out to see.

Perhaps it was because, compared to her last two returns, the capital had some places that were different. For example, the Weiyang Palace had many more Night Pearls than in her childhood. Or that a bridge pier of the Bridge of Helplessness had been struck by a boat last summer and had gotten somewhat crooked, but was now being repaired. Or how the trees by New North Bridge had gotten much lusher for some reason. Or that the old gate of the Orthodox Academy covered in ivy had been replaced by a new gate…

Or how that guy was in the capital.

Separated from her by eleven straight streets.

If an ordinary person were to walk it, they would only need an hour, and this was with the snow making the road slippery.

If she walked, she would only need a few moments.

If she rode the White Crane, then it would require an even shorter time, just the blinking of an eye.

The snow outside the window suddenly grew flurried, as did her emotions. She blinked her eyes and realized that the White Crane had landed in the courtyard.

She stood up and draped a cloak over shoulders, then walked out. Shuang'er hurriedly clasped the stove to her chest and followed.

On the snow, the White Crane was preening its feathers.

A strange and discordant cry resounded in the night, and the gray young Peng also descended. It had gone off to play somewhere, but only when it saw the White Crane did it also come flying over. The moment it reached the ground, it buried itself under the White Crane's wings. It seemed like it was fawning over it and also like it was deliberately provoking it for attention. The White Crane straightened its neck, seeming very helpless, but it did not seem to possess any intention of driving the Peng away.

This small courtyard was a restricted area of the Divine General of the East's estate. Without Xu Yourong's approval, no one could enter, not even Xu Shiji or Madam Xu, so there was no need to worry that the young Peng would scare anyone.

”What bird is this?” Shuang'er asked as she looked at the plain, gray bird.

In her eyes, this bird really did seem rather ugly, but this White Crane well-known for its love of cleanliness actually did not shun this bird's intimacy. This made her rather shocked.

”A pheasant,” Xu Yourong replied.

The young Peng stuck its head out from the White Crane's wings and shot her a bitter glance of resentment.

”Holy Maiden Peak truly is no ordinary place. The pheasants that live on the mountain actually look so vicious.”

Shuang'er clapped her hands in praise, then suddenly remembered something. ”Ah, then I'll go and prepare some more water and fruit. I originally only prepared it for the White Crane.”

Hearing this, the resentment in the young Peng's gaze grew even heavier.

It had already lived out a vegetarian life at Holy Maiden Peak for half a year. Only occasionally when Xu Yourong went to the village to play mahjong could it avail itself of the opportunity to eat a little meat, eating things like dried meat or porkchop. Today, it had come to the flourishing capital and, as it flew over, it had seen so many appetizing and tender humans, and there were also those tough and nutritious cultivators. Its mouth was watering until it almost couldn't stand it, but it turned out…

It was still just going to eat fruit?

Although it must be known that it had never tasted human flesh in its entire life, the impressions left on its divine soul from its previous life were unforgettable.

”This pheasant likes to eat meat.” Xu Yourong glanced at the young Peng.

It was just an ordinary glance, yet the young Peng felt like its soul had been washed in the coldest water for three days and nights. The burning desires that it had just begun to have all instantly vanished and it didn't even dare to think in that direction.

”If there's blue lobster in the house, get some for it to try.”

The young Peng was ecstatic at these words and incessantly swayed its head back and forth. The memories from its previous lives within its divine soul told it that the flesh of the blue lobster was incredibly delicious.

Shuang'er helplessly replied, ”There is none.”

Xu Yourong was a little surprised, thinking to herself, my family knows that I love eating the blue lobster of Clear Lake Restaurant. Logically, just as they did the last two times, they should have prepared some. Why isn't there any?

”It's impossible to eat blue lobster in the entire capital.”

Shuang'er hesitated for a while, then finally said, ”Because the Orthodox Academy bought Clear Lake Restaurant, so you can only eat it there.”

Xu Yourong was taken aback. She had not expected…to so quickly hear the name of the Orthodox Academy.

The young Peng was thinking about what sort of place the Orthodox Academy was and that it should find the chance to eat up all the people within, then slowly take its time feasting on the blue lobster.

The White Crane suddenly let out a clear cry.

Xu Yourong realized that the White Crane had actually spent half the day at the Orthodox Academy. Presumably…it had been playing around with that guy?

While Shuang'er went to get some other meat, she stood in the darkness, the cloak draped over her as snow fell, thinking about some things.

He was in the capital. Eleven streets, an hour, a moment, and she would be there.