Chapter 507 – An Old Friend Comes with a Flurry of Snow (1/2)

Chapter 507 - An Old Friend Comes with a Flurry of Snow

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

She had previously been thinking about these matters, but now that she thought about them again, she found them impossible to repress.

Of course she was not thinking about him, nor was she thinking about going to see him.

So she said to herself.

She was just a little curious to see him…he was up to, to know just how he had been getting on in the capital.

At the Mausoleum of Zhou, when she had been talking with that guy about Senior Qiushan and the engagement, she had mentioned that what she most cared about was following her heart.

Now, her heart was fixed, so she would naturally no longer hesitate. She returned to her room and changed her clothes, took up the umbrella, then began making her way through the snowy night, out of the courtyard.

Shuang'er, who was returning with a plate of veal, asked in shock, ”Young Lady, at such a late hour, you still plan to go out?”

”Yes.”

”Is Young Lady going to visit Grand Lady Mo?”

”…Yes.”

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At night, the Orthodox Academy was very peaceful, but Hundred Flowers Lane outside the academy was bustling with activity. The lights of the restaurants shone upon the falling snowflakes, and coupled with the mists produced from the heat of the restaurants, the scene seemed somewhat fantastical. Holding the umbrella, Xu Yourong quietly stood at the end of the lane. With her white ceremonial clothes and her red cloak, she was this fantastical scene's most beauteous feature.

Because of the Yellow Paper Umbrella, no one could sense her existence. The people within the restaurants were not blessed to see such a beautiful sight. Naturally, they would also not have any misgivings. Just as they did every other day, they conversed with loud voices, happily guzzled their wine, called out to friends, and dallied with women. Although the sound of music would occasionally be interrupted, the joyous singing and jokes never ceased.

Hearing the lewd songs and romantic lyrics coming from the restaurant, Xu Yourong made a small frown.

She was very curious about the newly reborn Orthodox Academy and had many conjectures, but she had not imagined that just a wall away would be such a hive of scum and villainy.

”They all say he's been acting like a principal now, so why isn't he concerning himself with this?”

It was very inexplicable. Because of all this, she became rather dissatisfied with that guy.

With a gust of wind and a flurry of snowflakes, she noiselessly flew over the academy wall, those Orthodoxy cavalry patrolling in the snow completely unaware of her presence. As she landed within the academy, she was confronted by a lake, with a row of houses lined up along its shore. She could faintly smell the scent of firewood. She guessed that this should be the kitchen. She confidently strode over, confirmed that no one was within, and opened the door to take a look.

”The food really is rather good.”

She looked at the food within the Orthodox Academy's kitchen and contentedly nodded her head, but she didn't sense that her own position was somewhat biased. (Author's note: The principal's wife carries out an inspection.)

When she saw those shells of blue lobsters piled up in the food preparation area, she finally believed Shuang'er's words.

She shook her head, thinking to herself, Clear Lake Restaurant really was moved over here. That young master of the Wenshui Tangs really is a strange person.

Hugging the lakeshore, she walked to the opposing shore. She saw the great banyan tree, and then she saw the lights and that building on the other side of the short wall.

She recalled the scenes he had mentioned in the snowy temple within the Plains of the Unsetting Sun and those matters he had talked about, as well as the rumors involving him. She supposed that the building was the library. It was in that building where he had found his own Fated Star.

Not far behind the great banyan tree was a house. Compared to the light and activity of the other places of the Orthodox Academy, this house was much more peaceful.

She pushed upon the door to the house and, carrying the Yellow Paper Umbrella, walked right in.

Then, she stopped.

This was the first floor. She paused in front of a door in the house. The scent of medicine seeped out from the seams of the door.

In the room behind the door was a bed.

Zhexiu was lying on the bed.

Although his injuries were gradually improving, the wounds of his meridians were not completely healed. As a result, he still needed to spend quite a bit of time quietly lying in bed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

He slowly shifted his gaze towards the door, his expression exceptionally grave, like he was facing a powerful enemy.

His current expression reflected even more caution than when he faced that Demon General couple in the Garden of Zhou.

His gaze rested on the door, his pupils constricted.