Su Baiyi finally regained consciousness bit by bit. He carefully looked at the woman in front of him who called herself Nangong Xier, and finally remembered: "It's you... We met twice in Yelan City and Xinghua Village. You are Feng Zuojun's senior sister!"
"I am your senior sister now." Nangong Xier picked up the long sword beside her and held it in front of her. "What a wonderful night it is to meet this beloved. Have you heard this song too?"
"Jun Yu Sword!" Su Baiyi called out happily and hurriedly took the sword. "Yes, my master likes to sing this song when he is drunk. However, he doesn't sing as well as you. Sometimes he even sings in a tearful voice, and at the end he dances with the sword while singing, always making a mess of the yard." Su Baiyi noticed that the watery eyes of Nangong Xier in front of him suddenly moved slightly, as if a stone suddenly fell into a calm and windless green lake, causing ripples, so he immediately stopped singing.
There is a story. A voice in Su Baiyi's heart was shouting.
"Crying?" Nangong Xier murmured in a low voice.
It's indeed a romantic debt. I knew it! Su Baiyi sighed in his heart and waved his hand hurriedly, "This girl, oh no, Senior Sister Nangong! Regarding Master's romantic nature, I also don't like it very much, and even often reprimand him. Under my supervision, he has become more down-to-earth in recent years..." Su Baiyi said as he watched Nangong Xier's face getting uglier and uglier, and his voice became lower and lower: "Every grievance has its perpetrator, and Master's affairs have nothing to do with me. It's none of my business."
"Is he really such a romantic person?" Nangong Xier asked.
Su Baiyi thought about it carefully and said, "Master said that he walked through thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf on him. I guess his best skill is just flirting. I wonder what Master did to you, Senior Sister Nangong... something flirtatious?"
Nangong Xier was stunned at first, then sneered: "Do you think that your master Xie Kanhua and I have had some romantic past?"
"Isn't it?" Su Baiyi curled his lips awkwardly, wondering if he had guessed wrong.
The two young men who were eavesdropping not far away looked at each other. Feng Zuojun scratched his head helplessly and asked, "Save him, or not?"
Xie Yuling glanced at Feng Zuojun coldly, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Let's save him."
After Su Baiyi finished saying that, Nangong Xier kept his head down and remained silent. Just when he was a little confused, a broad hand suddenly rested on his shoulder. Su Baiyi turned his head and saw Feng Zuojun's exaggerated smile.
"Oh my, you're finally awake. We were so worried. You must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Come, I just roasted a rabbit. After you're full--" Feng Zuojun pinched Su Baiyi's shoulder hard, "We still have a lot to talk about!" After saying that, without waiting for Su Baiyi to reply, Feng Zuojun pulled Su Baiyi towards the carriage.
Xie Yuling whispered to Nangong Xier, "Senior Sister. I just looked around and it seems that no one in the academy has followed us. I guess Li Gui has stopped them. If we go further, we will reach Xuande City..."
Feng Zuojun pushed Su Baiyi to the side of the carriage and let out a long sigh: "I have always been told that I am not very good at speaking, but I find that you are even worse at speaking than me, and you always like to talk more."
Su Baiyi was still confused: "What did I say wrong?"
"Let me ask you, how old is Xie Kanhua?" Feng Zuojun asked.
Su Baiyi thought for a moment and said, "If Master didn't lie to me, it should be thirty-seven."
"Then how old do you think senior sister is?" Feng Zuojun asked again.
Su Baiyi thought for a moment: "Twenty-six?"
Feng Zuojun was stunned, and immediately rushed forward, covered Su Baiyi's mouth with his hands, and whispered: "I told you to stop talking nonsense, but you still kept talking nonsense! Why are you talking so loudly! Are you trying to kill yourself?"
Su Baiyi was choked and couldn't breathe: "No... Didn't you ask me, could it be that I... I guessed wrong?"
Feng Zuojun released his hand: "How old are you this year?"
"Mr. Su just celebrated his birthday last month and is now eighteen years old." Su Baiyi replied.
"I am twenty years old, and Xie Yuling is nineteen years old. You have to call us brothers." Feng Zuojun's face changed and his voice sank. "And the reason why Senior Sister is Senior Sister is just because she entered the academy earlier than us. She entered the academy at the age of seven. Now ten years have passed. She is only seventeen years old, one year younger than you. Do you think she would have any affair with your master at her age?"
"What? Seventeen?" Su Baiyi asked in surprise.
"I told you to keep your voice down!" Feng Zuojun glared at Su Baiyi, "I know that Senior Sister is indeed beautiful, not like a 17-year-old girl. Plus, Senior Sister..." Feng Zuojun suddenly licked his lips and made an up and down motion with his right hand, "This place, ha, has really... really developed too well, it is inevitable that it will easily cause some misunderstandings."
"Your saliva is about to fall, wipe it off." A faint voice sounded from behind them.
Feng Zuojun quickly reached out and touched his mouth, and said seriously: "I am just explaining to Junior Brother Su that Senior Sister is particularly averse to people getting her age wrong, but I have no other intentions! Xie Yuling, why did you come here alone? Where is Senior Sister?"
"Senior Sister said she wanted to be alone for a while." Xie Yuling turned her head and looked at Nangong Xier in the distance.
Nangong Xier raised her head, looked at the moon in the sky, and whispered: "Mother, the young man just now said that he often sang that song, and said that he would cry when he sang that song. Has he really never forgotten us as you said?"
Su Baiyi frowned slightly when he saw Nangong Xier in a daze.
What he didn't say just now was that every time Xie Kanhua finished singing that song while drunk and dancing with a sword, he would always lie alone in the yard, looking at the moon in the sky, and constantly muttering a name in a low voice.
That name is also Nangong. Nangong Yuwen.
With a "pop" sound, a bamboo sword hit Su Baiyi's shoulder, interrupting his thoughts. He turned his head and looked at Feng Zuojun who suddenly attacked him: "What are you going to do now?"
Feng Zuojun raised his lips slightly: "I have helped you solve the problem, Senior Sister. Now, should we settle the accounts between us?"
"What do I have to do with you?" Su Baiyi was a little annoyed. "Didn't I just rescue Qing Yi Lang first in Ye Lan City? We both saved people, so does it matter who saved him?"
Xie Yuling narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Feng Zuojun: "It seems that my guess was right, he really doesn't remember anything at all."
Feng Zuojun shook his shoulders, and his bones crackled. "Don't you remember? But my bones still hurt. It remembers for me."