"Qingge." Yang Ruxin went over to hold Yu Qinggeās hand. "Actually, Iāve been meaning to remind you that relationships require mutual effort. Since two people are together, thereās no need to bend over backwards, but you also canāt just do whatever you please..." She sighed, "Heās studying, just passed the scholar exam, and in September, heāll directly take the scholar testāhow stressful is that? Anyone would want their loved one by their side, to chat when theyāre tired, but as his girlfriend... if someone were to take advantage of this moment..."
"Sis, stop, I was wrong, I was being too willful." Yu Qinggeās face changed, "I thought... Never mind, after I go back this time, Iāll properly apologize to him and really stay by his side."
"Hmm." Yang Ruxin nodded. "Donāt forget, this is the Great Xuan Dynasty, itās ancient times, peopleās mindsets here are still feudal. I donāt have a mother-in-law to worry about, but you have one whoās like a mother to you. Even if sheās open-minded, itās still a manās world; sheād want her daughter-in-law to prioritize her son, not leave him alone every day..."
"A revelation." Yu Qingge nodded, "So, sis, when are we leaving?"
"I canāt promise you that. It depends on your brother-in-lawās schedule."
"Alright then..."
"Oh my, Iām starving to death here, is there food?" At this moment, a voice sounded outside, and someone who looked barely better than a beggar flew in, carrying a stench.
"Who are you?" Yu Qingge quickly pinched her nose and screamed.
Yang Ruxin also frowned.
"Oh wow, you canāt even recognize my voice now?" The person lifted their dirty face and glared.
"Master?" Yang Ruxinās eyes widened instantly, "What happened to you... someone, quickly prepare water..."
"I want to eat first..."
"Master, why are you back at this time?" Gu Qingheng, who had returned to Hengxin Pavilion from the dining hall first, also came over.
"I want to eat." Changyangzi frowned at everyone.
"Wash up before eating." Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes, "Otherwise, everyone will be nauseated... and you need to bathe, the food still needs to be cooked..."
Thankfully, the old man wasnāt stubborn and really followed Gu Qiao to wash up and change clothes.
An hour later, the old man, with his wet white hair, gobbled down three big bowls of cold noodles before stopping: "Ah, delicious." Then he drank a big bowl of noodle soup.
"Master, didnāt you say you were going to see an old friend? How did you end up in such a sorry state?" Gu Qingheng frowned.
"Letās not speak of it." Changyangzi waved his hand dismissively, looking very secretive.
Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng exchanged a glance; something was off. In the whole martial world, unless surrounded by dozens, even three or five experts together couldnāt leave the old man in such a state.
Moreover, it clearly wasnāt an encounter with enemies, because although the old man looked disheveled, he wasnāt injured.
It seemed more like he had stumbled into a ditch while trying to evade something in a panic.
"Alright, stop staring, itās really nothing." Changyangzi impatiently waved his hand at the two, "I just... never mind, really, itās nothing." With that, he got up, burped, and leisurely headed back to his courtyard to sleep.