The man did not answer. Gu Fuyou asked, "What's your name?" She had a feeling that this man had not been imprisoned since childhood and should have a name.
Sure enough, the man was silent for a while and then replied, "Feng Sui." He stared at Gu Fuyou, as if he wanted to see into her eyes: "Who are you?"
Gu Fuyou asked: "Have you promised me?"
Feng Sui frowned. Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "You don't have to answer me now. You have some time to think about it."
Feng Sui had many questions to ask her. The blue phoenix that suddenly descended on this moonlit night was too strange, and its words were strange, as if everything was a dream. Before he could say anything, Gu Fuyou had already left after whetting his appetite. He could only stand by the cage and stare at her graceful back as it gradually disappeared into the night.
Gu Fuyou returned to her residence, undressed and rested. Unlike Zhong Michu who loved meditation and practice while resting, she preferred to maintain her previous habits, eating and sleeping now that she had a new body.
When she woke up, the sun shone through the window panes into the hall. She sat on the bed and was stunned for a while. Zhong Michu lifted the curtain and came in. She saw the person on the bed with disheveled black hair, wearing an ivory-white middle dress, with a dazed look, as if she was not awake yet. Although the face was different, she vaguely saw the old Gu Fuyou. She paused and stood there in a daze.
Gu Fuyou sat there hugging the quilt, glanced lazily at Zhong Michu, then lay back down, pulled the quilt, and buried himself in it.
Zhong Michu walked over, sat down beside the bed, put his hand on the bulge in the quilt and shrugged: "What are you doing?" He said with a slight smile and a gentle tone.
"Staying in bed."
"Zuo Yuanrong wants to see you."
There was silence in the quilt for a while, then a long painful groan came out. Gu Fuyou looked unhappy, got up, dressed, and walked out the door. Zhong Michu followed her. Gu Fuyou took two steps, then retreated to the door and looked at the guards standing by the door.
Ersan saw Gu Fuyou retreating, and he became extremely nervous. He half-knelt on the ground and called out, "Master... Master..."
Gu Fuyou turned around and looked at Zhong Michu. Zhong Michu said, "I came here this morning."
Gu Fuyou looked at Ersan and said, "Raise your head."
Twenty-three's body trembled, and it was very difficult for him to raise his head, as if a thousand-pound rock was pressing on his head. However, when he met Gu Fuyou's gaze, he lowered his head quickly, at an incredible speed.
Gu Fuyou saw cold sweat on her neck and said, "Don't dare to look up at me. Am I that scary? Can I eat you?"
Twenty-three said: “…” He did not dare to say anything to her.
Zhong Michu said softly: "Don't embarrass her."
Gu Fuyou then left with Zhong Michu. On the way, he smiled and said to Zhong Michu, "Do you really want to take her as your disciple?"
Zhong Michu remained silent. Gu Fuyou said, "I know you are feeling sad that she and you had similar childhood experiences, but this girl is too soft-hearted, timid and easily taken advantage of. If you become her master, you must be responsible to the end. I'm afraid you will have to clean up her mess in the future."
Zhong Michu said: "I used to be the same as her."
Gu Fuyou asked: "How are they the same?"
Zhong Michu said: "Temperament."
Gu Fuyou laughed out loud: "I don't believe it." Zhong Michu looked at her. Gu Fuyou said to her: "The dragon race is domineering and vicious by nature. When you were young, you must have been a person who jumped up and down and bared your teeth and claws. It was only after Master Ji taught you back that you became the Zhong Michu of today."
Zhong Michu was silent for a long time, and said sadly: "Maybe."
Gu Fuyou opened her mouth and sighed secretly. Master Ji was a rare mentor. Her mention of him made Zhong Michu think of him.
Zhong Michu said: "Since I can jump up and down and show my teeth and claws to become what I am today, maybe I can also teach Twenty-three who used to be timid and submissive to jump up and down and show my teeth and claws."
Gu Fuyou laughed and said, "That's just like me before, and it'll give you even more headaches."
Zhong Michu said: "That's not bad."
"… "
Gu Fuyou's expression was gentle, and he said sincerely: "Zhong Michu, you will be a good master."
The two walked to the front of the hall. Mr. Zhai was standing by Yuanshan eating fruit. She was enjoying the favor of Gu Fuyou, and the people of Bailu City also treated her well. She was still content here. When she saw the two of them, she waved.
Gu Fuyou walked over and asked, "What does Zuo Yuanrong want to see me about?"
Mr. Zhai said: "Lord Zuo is discussing the alliance with Zuo Shaode."
"So quickly?"
Mr. Zhai teased, "It's your credit, Lady of the Nine Heavens. But don't be too happy too soon. It stands to reason that people like Zuo Yuanrong are easily influenced and swayed. There may be sober people in the city who may be persuaded to change their minds with just a few words of persuasion."
Gu Fuyou was just pondering. A group of people walked out of the hall, all dressed in fancy clothes. The first young man had a deep frown on his face, with a deep groove between his brows. He was angry. When he passed by the three of them, he glanced at them, snorted coldly, and cursed, "Misfortune."
He walked away. A man followed behind him and stretched out his hand and called out, "Big Brother, Big Brother." He looked a bit like the young man, walked to Gu Fuyou, looked a bit strange, bowed awkwardly, and said, "Senior," and chased after the young man.
The people behind them all had different looks, but when they saw Gu Fuyou, they were all polite, including Zuo Yi. Gu Fuyou called out, "Master Zuo."
Zuo Yi came over: "What do you want, sir?"
"Who are the two leading them?"
"Those are the eldest and second sons. The eldest son has a strong temper, so if there is anything inconsiderate, please forgive me."
Gu Fuyou nodded. Zuo Yuanrong only had concubines, and he had no wife. He had many children and grandchildren. Although he had an eldest son, he did not make him the young city lord. After everyone left, Zhong Michu casually cast a barrier, and Mr. Zhai smiled and said, "So those two people are the brothers Zuo Hanling and Zuo Peixian that Xiao Zhongting mentioned. No wonder they called you a disaster."
Zuo Yuanrong was wavering and greedy for pleasure, but his two sons were resolute and resolute, and they stood firm and supported Zuo Yuezhi.
Gu Fuyou looked in the direction the two men left. Mr. Zhai said, "With the two of them here, the alliance will not proceed smoothly."
Zhong Michu said meaningfully: "It doesn't necessarily have to be an alliance."
Gu Fuyou took one look at her and immediately understood. He said to Mr. Zhai, "Mr. Zhai, go and tell Xiao Zhongting..." and said this in her ear.
After hearing this, Mr. Zhai laughed and said, "Driving a tiger to swallow a wolf?"
Gu Fuyou laughed and said, "Wolf? These youngsters are not worthy of Zuo Shaode's attention at all. This is sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth."
"Okay, okay. I'll go right away." Mr. Sai called Yuanshan, and Yuanshan obediently followed Mr. Sai.
With Yuanshan acting as Mr. Zhai's bodyguard, Gu Fuyou was not worried about her safety. Zuo Yuanrong sent someone out to call her in, so she left Zhong Michu outside and went into the meeting hall.
Zuo Yuanrong stood in the middle of the hall, with his hands behind his back, walking back and forth. When he saw Gu Fuyou coming in, he immediately approached him and called out, "Senior."
Gu Fuyou dodged sideways: "The city lord is a very busy man."
Gu Fuyou's figure was so light and agile that he could not be caught like the wind. The silky ribbon on his waist slipped through Zuo Yuanrong's hand. Zuo Yuanrong held a wisp of fragrant wind and smiled, "It's all about the alliance with my brother."
"Oh? The city lord made a decision so quickly?"
"I see." Zuo Yuanrong walked towards Gu Fuyou, "I just have some concerns. Sect Master Zuo and my brother are not easy to get along with. If Bailu City gets involved in the fight between tigers and wolves, it will be very dangerous. Besides, my other nephew Zuo Qingfeng is in charge of Bailu City now. If there is any big move, it will alarm him."
When Gu Fuyou turned around, Zuo Yuanrong was already close to him. Gu Fuyou laughed at him: "When doing extraordinary things, there is no such thing as risk-free. City Lord Zuo is such a coward."
Although Zuo Yuanrong's personality is wavering, he doesn't think so in his self-perception. He believes this is the "golden mean", and most of his subordinates are flatterers. Even his own sons dare not tell him directly that he is cowardly. Now that he is in front of a beautiful woman and being ridiculed like this, he feels a little embarrassed and blushes: "I am mainly worried that my nephew will do something bad."
Gu Fuyou said: "I heard from the mayor of Wantong City that he is in seclusion."
"… yes."
Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "If the two start fighting, how can Bailu City avoid it? You and the Lord of Wantong City are brothers. If he rebels, even if you stand on Zuo Yuezhi's side, he will still be half suspicious. He will push Bailu City to the front line and let you brothers kill each other to show your loyalty. How can you stay out of it?"
"this… "
Gu Fuyou held his collar, and Zuo Yuanrong followed closely, walking up the stairs and arriving in front of the throne.
Gu Fuyou glared at Zuo Yuanrong and said, "Don't you have any interest in the position of sect leader? They all can sit there, but you can't?" When Gu Fuyou saw how Zuo Yuanrong built the meeting hall, he understood that this man also had a secret ambition to become the leader, but in his heart power came after pleasure.
Zuo Yuanrong was fascinated by these hands and this look, and was also moved by Gu Fuyou's words. Who doesn't want to own the country and the beauty? He said, "It's a pity that in terms of strength, I can't compare with my brother and my nephew."
Gu Fuyou said: "Who asked you to fight them head-on?"
"What do you mean, Senior?"
"While the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman gains. You are in alliance with the Lord of Wantong City. When the two of them fight, you conserve your strength. You have always been a peacemaker. You are the one they are least prepared for. When they are exhausted, you hold tens of millions of slaves from Bailu City. Can't you take them down?"
“… Senior, what you said is absolutely right!”
When Gu Fuyou came out of the meeting hall, the sun was shining brightly outside. Gu Fuyou squinted his eyes. When Zhong Michu came over, the heat around him subsided a lot.
"How is he?"
Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "I couldn't resist the temptation."
"… "
"Don't think too much." Although she told Zhong Michu that there was no bottom line in doing things now, she would feel depressed if she was misunderstood for something she had not done.
Zhong Michu said: "I'm not imagining anything."
“…” Zhong Michu’s reaction was indifferent, which made her attempt to hide her guilt even more obvious. She felt even more depressed and couldn’t let out a breath.
She knew very well that the longer she spent with Zhong Michu, the more she lost control of her relationship. Being with her was too much fun.
She had once poured out her tears and grievances to her, exposed her ideals and inner thoughts to her, and experienced life and death with her. That year was more brilliant than the past half of her life. Now beside Zhong Michu, she could recall her carefree time and feel as if she was in the past, because Zhong Michu had not changed in many ways, but in some ways he had become better than before.
Next to her, she could laugh from the bottom of her heart, without any disguise.
She was almost blurring the boundaries she had drawn for herself.
While indulging in it, one tries to pull himself out of it.